During the time Sivilu had disappeared into the crowds of the hustle and bustle of the festival, the Gerudo woman had been preoccupying herself with brewing her potions with the aid of her chosen instrument and also making a few purchases from some merchants in between beats.

She found after making her most recent purchase of a small trinket, she waded through the crowds until the woman had found a less crowded section of the town when the voice had slipped into her mind. At first she looked around herself warily, at first thinking that the supposed Telepath could be nearby. Much to her annoyance, Sivilu had paused her thrumming melodies – causing for her brewing potions to spoil – and quietly slipped a hand over the handle of a weapon hidden beneath the layers of clothing she wore at the ready. The tall woman then rolled her eyes as she heard those words roll over her mind like sheets of velvet.

But like all silken sheets they are so easy to fray and unravel at the ends.

She wasn’t sure if Cia would hear her or not, but she chose to boldly and quite literally speak her mind, ‘You claim to offer salvation from a great peril? How dare you, I say! I think you will be pleasantly surprised with what I am capable of, if you truly are concerned about my wellbeing.’ she began, quickly deciding to retrace her steps and rush back to where she had bumped into Sir Raven and some others; shoving several civilians out of her way as she ran carrying the morbid news. A scowl formed beneath her veil before she had decided to continue anyway, ‘Perhaps you should have done a bit more research on those you wish to propose alliances with, before you make a fool out of yourself! I might have been more tempted if you didn’t think of me as unable to endure catastrophic times and merely judged who I am by the colour of my skin and heritage. Be gone!’

Along the way she had chosen to sprint through an alleyway, hoping for a shortcut. Next thing she knew Vaati’s spell had appeared before her and Sivilu had skidded to a halt. At first she thought it might have been the mysterious Telepath with a reply, but was pleasantly surprised to find that was not the case. She listened attentively. In part of the message she was rather amused by his observations between the pair, curious as to why Raven disliked him before growing stern once again as she was reminded of the prophesised doom and with a nod of acknowledgement – not really caring if Vaati would ‘see’ it or not – she resumed her running once again; this time with even more purpose.
“Looks like I wasn’t the only one the Telepath contacted.”  she murmured to herself.

Soon enough the town around her was under attack by an ominous fog and as she drew near she heard that familiar voice instructing those near him to a barrier by the town’s fountain. Her hands reached into the layers of clothing behind her and unsheathed twin swords as she ran; feet pounding the ground as the subtle tremors from the unfortunate fell victim to the assault upon the town all around her.
“Raven!” she bellowed out once he was in sight, “I know, we all are. Now’s not the time to explain, let us make haste!”

Sivilu’s gaze was drawn towards the towering Twili as he made his way through the town; whilst she kept her distance from other for now, she continued playing her quiet tune.

However such seclusion during such festivities was hardly an appropriate place for privacy and before she knew it she came face to face with a Hylian she had met recently. Her plump lips curled and graced him with a knowing smile, “Sav'saaba, Sir Raven,” she cooed to him as her dainty yet strong fingers continued to thrum against the singing strings of the Oud , “I trust that my treatment for your injuries has sufficed? I must admit, the chances of the stars allowing for us to cross paths once again is rather intriguing. That being said, I am very pleased to see that your journey since our last encounter has proven to be a safe one for you.”

The woman paused to look around her, allowing for her emerald-green eyes to soak in the atmosphere of the festivities ever so readily before setting her gaze back upon the warrior, “So, do you frequent this gala?” 

Name:	Sivilu {Surname WIP}
Gender:	Female
Age:	32
Race:	Gerudo (Breath of the Wild influence)
Height:	6’9”
Occupation:	Local Alchemist of Gerudo Town
Residence:	Gerudo Town
Speech Color:	Crimson
Appearance:	Stands at a proud 6'9". Rich, alluring dark skin. Emerald green eyes. Her hair has turned a shimmering silver colour from the practices and testing her concoctions over the years. She still retains a couple of streaks of her natural red colour through the length of her hair. Typical Gerudo-influence clothing. Wears gold accessories on her head, ears, wrists and ankles with green emerald accents and dangles; most of which marked with the Gerudo sigil. Commonly wears a translucent black veil lined with gold.
Personality:	Bold, forth-coming, mischievous,
Character Notes: {WIP}	Has stayed in Gerudo Town most of her life; spending most of her time studying and refining her knowledge on Alchemy. Usually travels mostly within Gerudo Dessert for the resources she needs; however she has made one or two rare trips to other provinces - mostly business travels or to acquire rare ingredients. Has proficient skills in wielding swords. Uses an enchanted Oud in her practices in Alchemy.
Voice Sample:	Erza Scarlet https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZRpkp_tGLUk
Character Theme:	<Fill In>

{WIP}