SOHALIA
and there we are again when nobody had to know
Poor Sohalia was way out of her element.
She'd come to the Rainbow Road thinking that it would be a nice walk in the middle of the night - quiet, peaceful, somewhere she could get lost in her thoughts. What she had not been expecting was some kind of illicit activity - or activities - to have taken over the natural beauty of the area. As the former Heart of Stormbreak, she'd done all she could to rid her region of things just like this, with some level of success. But Torchline? Torchline wasn't hers, and she'd never claimed to understand the dark underbelly that seemed to thrive.
She might have turned back had she not been sucked into the crowd, many of whom ignored her entirely in favor of placing bets, purchasing drugs, or meeting accomplices. One or two gave her a leering glance, as though they liked what they saw; she fled from them as quickly as possible through the press of bodies around her. Soon, she no longer knew which way would get her out of the crowd the quickest - and she was far too shy and overwhelmed to ask anyone for assistance. She wasn't sure they'd do much more than laugh at her, anyway.
Someone called out a warning for the race to start, and Soh felt the crowd surge at her back, placing her, somehow, in the front row. She might have protested, but it was far too late to back out now - and so she waited, holding her breath, her eyes skimming over the participants as she considered the many, many ways that this could go wrong.
She'd come to the Rainbow Road thinking that it would be a nice walk in the middle of the night - quiet, peaceful, somewhere she could get lost in her thoughts. What she had not been expecting was some kind of illicit activity - or activities - to have taken over the natural beauty of the area. As the former Heart of Stormbreak, she'd done all she could to rid her region of things just like this, with some level of success. But Torchline? Torchline wasn't hers, and she'd never claimed to understand the dark underbelly that seemed to thrive.
She might have turned back had she not been sucked into the crowd, many of whom ignored her entirely in favor of placing bets, purchasing drugs, or meeting accomplices. One or two gave her a leering glance, as though they liked what they saw; she fled from them as quickly as possible through the press of bodies around her. Soon, she no longer knew which way would get her out of the crowd the quickest - and she was far too shy and overwhelmed to ask anyone for assistance. She wasn't sure they'd do much more than laugh at her, anyway.
Someone called out a warning for the race to start, and Soh felt the crowd surge at her back, placing her, somehow, in the front row. She might have protested, but it was far too late to back out now - and so she waited, holding her breath, her eyes skimming over the participants as she considered the many, many ways that this could go wrong.
you kept me like a secret, but I kept you like an oath
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
