Flora
Wrinkling her nose in a silent admission, Flora had been waiting for the tunnel they'd come through to ripple with gemstones only to find it smoothing out until she had to take small careful steps so as not to slip on the obsidian. "Okay, well..." Frowning, she smoothes down the linen of her wrap-dress as she glances around.
Stepping on a small sharp of the black stone, Flora watched it shatter into razor-sharp pieces. Grinning as an idea struck her, she waved at Jack to come over, the idea already taking shape in her mind. "What if we could—" Rather than finishing the sentence, instead the queen imagined one of the caches in the Thieves Guild lined with thin slices of obsidian, so that if anyone tried to take what was inside without knowing how best to extract it, they'd find themselves covered in brittle shards of near-glass.
"Nothing more than a few scratches probably, but it's the sort of thing I imagine is pretty hard to get rid of." Not unlike being covered in glitter.
Stepping on a small sharp of the black stone, Flora watched it shatter into razor-sharp pieces. Grinning as an idea struck her, she waved at Jack to come over, the idea already taking shape in her mind. "What if we could—" Rather than finishing the sentence, instead the queen imagined one of the caches in the Thieves Guild lined with thin slices of obsidian, so that if anyone tried to take what was inside without knowing how best to extract it, they'd find themselves covered in brittle shards of near-glass.
"Nothing more than a few scratches probably, but it's the sort of thing I imagine is pretty hard to get rid of." Not unlike being covered in glitter.
I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush
I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush
I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush
Code stolen from Queen Sky
