A punishment indeed... I can agree to that. How the locals can stand it, I know not. Perhaps they're not subjected to the infernal noise and it is just those of us not from this place.

[A punishment befitting of what she herself did, although not a crime, she still performed ancient magicks of her kind to bind a soul to her to prevent a death. What one would do for their loved ones can drive rationality from existence in the moment of action. She was certainly no exception, and she curses the gods for ripping her from that person into this world, not that they'd hear her curses here.

She sees no reason to cause the man harm, not when he's not attacked her either. If anything, she's more curious of him than feeling hostility.]

I've learnt in my many, many years that unlikely allies can come at a moment's notice and change how you view the world, and the people themselves. [After all, that's how she met the person she bound her soul to, the woman was from an enemy race yet they formed a connection Willow thought impossible beforehand.] As for what draws me? Simple. I wish to know more of the magnificent legend of the birds that once resided here, the locals dare not deign to part with their knowledge to an outsider.