The last time someone had dared to 'summon' Thal, they'd ended up dying in their bed. Not that it'd been her doing, but that was beside the point. The point was that people didn't 'summon' the pirate captain. She was the one who made the calls on her ship and no one else; however, she owed someone a favor. And she didn't like being indebted. So when Astaroth had summoned requested her presence in the Hollowed Grounds, she'd reluctantly agreed to leave her lucrative business for the day.
Now she found herself waiting like a subordinate in the square. She made it obvious in every line of her body that she wasn't pleased. Leaned against the wall of a dark alley with an impressive scowl on her face, people shockingly chose to give her a wide berth. If she wasn't planning to meet the fellow Ancient, she'd probably have her hood up to complete the vibes, but instead it hung down her back, mixing with her dark hair like a cloak of shadows. Her piercing blue eyes stared through the crowd, daring people to give her a reason - any reason.
Now she found herself waiting like a subordinate in the square. She made it obvious in every line of her body that she wasn't pleased. Leaned against the wall of a dark alley with an impressive scowl on her face, people shockingly chose to give her a wide berth. If she wasn't planning to meet the fellow Ancient, she'd probably have her hood up to complete the vibes, but instead it hung down her back, mixing with her dark hair like a cloak of shadows. Her piercing blue eyes stared through the crowd, daring people to give her a reason - any reason.
thalassa
so don't waste the time i don't have
