the rot will always be there, under the surface, waiting for your mask to decay
you swore to your parents that you would be virtuous
It’s perhaps too early for any patrons in the Dusklight, but that doesn’t stop Kiada. No, if anything, the harpy slips on through the doors with a bag on her side and a cage draped with towels, feeling surprisingly chipper for the awful sensation the creature in the cage puts off. She’s quick to set it down, along with her bag, hopping up on one of those scarlet stools and quite literally starts to make herself at home.
And once she’s accomplished that, a very loud and dramatic clearing of her throat, and a playful greeting that she’s sure Danta would appreciate from their interactions with one another. “Honey, I’m home!” She calls out to the empty bar, amusement practically vibrating from her skin.
And once she’s accomplished that, a very loud and dramatic clearing of her throat, and a playful greeting that she’s sure Danta would appreciate from their interactions with one another. “Honey, I’m home!” She calls out to the empty bar, amusement practically vibrating from her skin.
the things you've done, come to you in the night
and whisper 'you lied, you lied'
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
