Dance with the waves, move with the sea,
The heat didn't fazed her as Thal made her way through the sandy dunes. She even had her black cloak still clasped around her neck, it's pleasant warmth making her hum a little. If she was alone, perhaps she'd let out a merry pirate song, however instincts proved correct when she spotted a woman in the distance, apparently fending off some gourds.
In a good enough mood to be curious, Thal sauntered casually towards the display. Her head titled to take in the scene, causing her horns to glint in the sunlight and her hair to shift down her back. She couldn't help the amused smile that appeared on her face as she watched a stray dagger fly past the spinning target, sinking in the sand nearby. Although not an expert with her own daggers yet, even she could do better than that. While one of the gourds appeared to be taunting the woman, it hadn't spotted Thal. Whether it was to protect the stranger from what was possibly harassment or to show off a little, she unsheathed her dagger without a second thought. It flew through the air, thudding into the orange menace before bursting into flames. Calling on her own magic to stoke the fire, she burnt the thing to a crisp, listening to it sizzle and scream before crashing to the ground.
Quite satisfied with herself, Thal nonchalantly approached to yank her dagger from the charred husk, flashing the woman a sharp fanged grin. "You looked like you could use a hand."
In a good enough mood to be curious, Thal sauntered casually towards the display. Her head titled to take in the scene, causing her horns to glint in the sunlight and her hair to shift down her back. She couldn't help the amused smile that appeared on her face as she watched a stray dagger fly past the spinning target, sinking in the sand nearby. Although not an expert with her own daggers yet, even she could do better than that. While one of the gourds appeared to be taunting the woman, it hadn't spotted Thal. Whether it was to protect the stranger from what was possibly harassment or to show off a little, she unsheathed her dagger without a second thought. It flew through the air, thudding into the orange menace before bursting into flames. Calling on her own magic to stoke the fire, she burnt the thing to a crisp, listening to it sizzle and scream before crashing to the ground.
Quite satisfied with herself, Thal nonchalantly approached to yank her dagger from the charred husk, flashing the woman a sharp fanged grin. "You looked like you could use a hand."
Thalassa
let the rhythm of the water set your soul free.
