Sohalia
Sohalia arrived in Halo with little fanfare, grateful, for once, to be just another face in the crowd. She'd boarded the skyship from Stormbreak without knowing what would wait on the other side and had wondered the entire trip if she'd again be forced to abandon the ship and fly the rest of the way, like she had in Torchline. Fortunately, it seemed that Halo - though undoubtedly hit hard - had not been quite as devastated as the coastal region. Or, at least, their skyport had remained intact.
She wasn't sure where she would find Deimos or Evie, but she'd come to help, and she knew that finding one of them would be the quickest way to determine what was needed. As the Heart made her way through the Citadel, she felt the same dismay she'd felt in Torchline. How was it that such destruction had been wrought on Caido, and yet her region had felt none of the effects?
Deimos, as it turned out, was easy to find, a helpful citizen more than happy to point her in the right direction. So it was that the girl approached with her head held high and her lips pressed in a thin line, trying very hard to channel the calm stoicism that was Hadama. "Deimos. How can I help?" she asked upon reaching his side.
She wasn't sure where she would find Deimos or Evie, but she'd come to help, and she knew that finding one of them would be the quickest way to determine what was needed. As the Heart made her way through the Citadel, she felt the same dismay she'd felt in Torchline. How was it that such destruction had been wrought on Caido, and yet her region had felt none of the effects?
Deimos, as it turned out, was easy to find, a helpful citizen more than happy to point her in the right direction. So it was that the girl approached with her head held high and her lips pressed in a thin line, trying very hard to channel the calm stoicism that was Hadama. "Deimos. How can I help?" she asked upon reaching his side.
