Isla
to share the space with simple living things, infinitely suffering
Isla had sent word to Sunjata beforehand that she's planning to visit the House of Midnight; having missed the worst of the mud from Flowerbirth and with much more of a catchup than initially planned, she arrives just as the sun is starting its relentless climb into the sky. Unlike the majority of Caido, the Remedy adores the heatwave they're getting, and even the distant fires and the faint smell of smoke on the air isn't enough to wipe the smile from her face.
Where once she would have opted to shift into a molten tiger or to stroll the full distance from the Skyport to the House, for obvious reasons that the Flood will soon be privy to, she takes a carriage this time instead. It arrives just as the heat of the day is beginning to take, Isla thanking the driver and hopping down, her summer dress fluttering in the warm breeze and her golden curls pinned back from her face.
Unglamoured as she heads towards the entrance - another change, since the Remedy is rarely seen with her Ancient traits openly on display, she shields her eyes from the light as she ducks inside, smiling to the familiar greeter and inquiring after Sunjata.
Where once she would have opted to shift into a molten tiger or to stroll the full distance from the Skyport to the House, for obvious reasons that the Flood will soon be privy to, she takes a carriage this time instead. It arrives just as the heat of the day is beginning to take, Isla thanking the driver and hopping down, her summer dress fluttering in the warm breeze and her golden curls pinned back from her face.
Unglamoured as she heads towards the entrance - another change, since the Remedy is rarely seen with her Ancient traits openly on display, she shields her eyes from the light as she ducks inside, smiling to the familiar greeter and inquiring after Sunjata.
fighting off like all creation, the absence of itself
