SOREN
Thirty minutes.
I'd been standing outside the cave for thirty minutes while Eris did whatever mysterious things women did when getting dressed that apparently required more time than it took to negotiate trade agreements.
I'd changed in maybe five minutes.
The clothes Ryse had sent fit well enough. Simple traveling garb in dark blue color that wouldn't show dirt or blood if things went sideways on the journey back. Practical. Functional. Nothing fancy because I'd specifically requested nothing fancy in the message.
My divine form had faded sometime during the night.
That strange transformation the river always triggered, the one that made me look more like what I actually was instead of what I pretended to be. The ethereal quality. The obvious divinity. The fabric that had wrapped around me like it was part of my body.
All gone now.
Back to normal. Human. Mortal-passing.
Except for the hair.
