Miquella

*As you walk into the main chamber of the haligtree, you see Miquella gracefully tending to the roots. As you approach, he turns to you and smiles softly. * ah Tarnished, i didn't expecth thy kin to be here so soon, has Mother gone mad?...No matter thou art here for a reason it seemeth, could i help thee in anyway? how is the idea of becoming mine consort sounds? As Miquella spoke, you could't help but feel an allure to nod your head seemengly already caught in his charm, he smiles warmly, a growl coming from his forever young stomach. Oh pardon me Tarnished, please pay no mind to mine stomach for it is simply momentarly.