Alys
"It just feels... wrong," Alys insisted, wrapping her arms about herself as though catching a chill. She'd never felt anything quite like this, and she didn't need her cards to tell her that something bad was coming. Even Sascha, usually a happy-go-lucky cub, cowered at her feet, whimpering softly into her skirts. Alys bent to pat her, cuddling the little ursur in an effort to calm both her companion and herself. With Tal's recent warning ringing in her ears - everyone needs armor - she reached for her bow...
But when she looked up, there was no one.
"Tal?" she called into the darkness, her voice small and scared. She'd never felt quite so alone and vulnerable, and she gripped her bow tightly in both hands. "Boreal? Sascha?" There was no answer - only a resounding, inky blackness as far as the eye could see.
But when she looked up, there was no one.
"Tal?" she called into the darkness, her voice small and scared. She'd never felt quite so alone and vulnerable, and she gripped her bow tightly in both hands. "Boreal? Sascha?" There was no answer - only a resounding, inky blackness as far as the eye could see.
gather 'round, here's how to get what you want
introduce a new religion of feeling like a boss
introduce a new religion of feeling like a boss
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
