Sohalia
Not thinking things through was a trait that they shared, unbeknownst to Soh. She had a habit of looking before she leaped, as evidenced by her run in with the Ceffyl Dwr that had nearly killed her in the Oerwoud. Since then, she'd tried to educate herself before going to a new land, but it was difficult; she tended to get overeager and antsy, and then she'd wander out before she was really ready to do so. It was not, perhaps, the same as Sunjata's tendencies, but it was something that she should probably work on, all the same.
She listened with rapt attention to Sunjata's story, now invested in its details and outcomes. While she gazed at her flower, he relayed a story of heartbreak and betrayal, one that did indeed serve as a warning - a warning away from Safrin, anyway, and perhaps as a warning to be very careful in choosing a deity to work with. It seemed like that choice would usually be for life.
When Sunjata paused, Soh wasn't sure what to say, stunned by the weight of what had happened to him throughout his life. She swallowed hard against the lump in her throat as she glanced toward him. "I'm sorry," she said finally, her voice full of compassion. "That... that's a lot."
She listened with rapt attention to Sunjata's story, now invested in its details and outcomes. While she gazed at her flower, he relayed a story of heartbreak and betrayal, one that did indeed serve as a warning - a warning away from Safrin, anyway, and perhaps as a warning to be very careful in choosing a deity to work with. It seemed like that choice would usually be for life.
When Sunjata paused, Soh wasn't sure what to say, stunned by the weight of what had happened to him throughout his life. She swallowed hard against the lump in her throat as she glanced toward him. "I'm sorry," she said finally, her voice full of compassion. "That... that's a lot."
I've been waiting for your touch to bring me home
