shed every skin that doesn't fit
even if they call you cold-blooded
even if they call you cold-blooded
As the screams spread in the air between Melita’s targets and the conversations the two women have, Kiada’s nose wrinkles a little as she tries to blot it out – watching and wishing that Mel’s arrows would strike true and knowing without a doubt that it would the next time. Would she ever go back then? No, probably not. “I don’t think so.” She admits, propping her head up on her hand as she glances between Melita and the creature in the water.
“I can’t complete my quest anymore, so, seems a little bit pointless?” She doesn’t know if it is or isn’t – or what an Ancient might get out of visiting her old herald anyway. So for the moment, she’s trying to keep what happened before her death precisely where it was. There wasn’t any use dwelling on it now, was there?
It’s not like anything could change.
“I can’t complete my quest anymore, so, seems a little bit pointless?” She doesn’t know if it is or isn’t – or what an Ancient might get out of visiting her old herald anyway. So for the moment, she’s trying to keep what happened before her death precisely where it was. There wasn’t any use dwelling on it now, was there?
It’s not like anything could change.
KIADA
and when they try to stop your growth?
unhinge your jaw and go for the throat
unhinge your jaw and go for the throat
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
