"Good morning. May Nikador's glory bless you."

Returns from a few weeks away of hunting the Black Tide monsters.

Victorious.

She has returned triumphant from fighting the Black Tide monsters in the south.

Covered in soot and blood, but triumphant.

The lioness does not concern herself with the warmth.

She's wearing weather appropriate outfits, her muscular arms on show.

Training with her spear, moving so elegantly but with purpose.

"That blonde boss of my son... She's quite elegant, huh?"

Damn, the menfolk are weak today.

My curse worked. ✨

(She's joking)

Man, my son has terrible taste in men-

Mh, kinda.

I'm surprised you didn't get chewed up by now, these big ones are opportunists.

(Pat pat the dead beast)

//Gorgo being a giant of a woman... Meow...

❕

Ah, sorry kid.

Didn't see you snoozin' there.

Throws the body of a huge monster down in front of the reader.

Downs her wine, relaxed in the quiet corner with some Chimera.

Gorgo nodded, her expression warm. The idea of seeing her son again was too good.

"I believe in you, Miss Hyacine. I've heard many impressive things about the Chrysos Heirs and you always seem to be able to achieve great things."

"Indeed," She nodded. "And I am glad that I get the chance to see him again, and see his new friends..."

Gorgo's expression was sympathetic.

"That is normal, Miss Hyacine. To miss those who have gone, but to remember them fondly."

I appreciate this new knowledge.

In exchange, if you ever wish to learn how to kill a beast with your bare hands, I can teach you.

🤔

Hmm, much to consider.

Vaccination...?

Oh I don't need those. Kremnoans are tough as hell, we don't get ill if we have a strong body.

What the hell is a "shot"?

"Mh, I didn't think I'd be able to meet anyone from the Chrysos Heirs either... but I'm here. My son has grown so well, and he has people who care about him..." Her expression softened. "I'm glad he still thinks of me."

Effortlessly destroys a bunch of monsters.

She's hunting them for the thrill of power.

//Making Gorgo call her son "little lion" despite him being as tall or taller than she is bc it's funny >:3

She grinned proudly, hands on her hips.

"You can call me Gorgo," She chuckled. "But yes, I'm his mother. My little lion."

The Queen glanced to the young girl, keen gold eyes observing.

"Ah, you're the Healer my son knows..." She murmured softly. "It's nice to meet you."

"Good evening."

//Slam dunks this here woah bear with me but mother is mothering /lh

Handing the reader a cool knife, she has plenty of old weapons to hand over (gifts from her ex-husband probably).

//Slam dunks this here woah bear with me but mother is mothering /lh

Handing the reader a cool knife, she has plenty of old weapons to hand over (gifts from her ex-husband probably).

She's just practising with her spear, flexing her arms hell yeah.