Sohalia
On the heels of their encounter with Vox, Sohalia was more shaken than she cared to admit. He’d appeared not once, but twice - suggesting that he was, in fact, listening more often than not. She wondered if there was something about Flora or herself that interested him in particular, or if he was listening to everyone all the time. She wasn’t sure which was worse.
Leading the way through the village to the Bodega, Soh had told Flora about the little tea shop that was a hidden gem - the very place she’d met Tal all those years ago, and a place to which she often returned when she visited the Greatwood. When they arrived, they were greeted by a polite Fae waiter who, at Soh’s request, seated them at a small table outside, where they could watch the hustle and bustle of the marketplace as they talked.
”Soooo,” the Luminary started once they’d received their drinks. ”How’s it going with Jack?”
Leading the way through the village to the Bodega, Soh had told Flora about the little tea shop that was a hidden gem - the very place she’d met Tal all those years ago, and a place to which she often returned when she visited the Greatwood. When they arrived, they were greeted by a polite Fae waiter who, at Soh’s request, seated them at a small table outside, where they could watch the hustle and bustle of the marketplace as they talked.
”Soooo,” the Luminary started once they’d received their drinks. ”How’s it going with Jack?”
these aching memories still dance around me
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
