NIKI
A rodeo is not something Niki has done much more than read about, in truth, but as he realises the event is taking place whilst he happens to be in King's End, curiosity draws him along above all else. Sticking to the shade and the edges of the crowd so as not to be jostled about by too many people, the necromancer can at least get to grips with the proceedings while he looks out for familiar faces.
Dressed simply in a dark shirt rolled halfway up his forearms and a similar coloured pair of pants, it's not the coolest attire by far (nor the most interesting given what he can see others have put on), but the necromancer is nothing if not a creature of habit and high collars. He works his way slowly into the rodeo, stopping by a stall to buy an iced tea and to watch something called hobby horsing, before confusing himself into looking for a seat in the stalls instead.
Niki is watching!
Dressed simply in a dark shirt rolled halfway up his forearms and a similar coloured pair of pants, it's not the coolest attire by far (nor the most interesting given what he can see others have put on), but the necromancer is nothing if not a creature of habit and high collars. He works his way slowly into the rodeo, stopping by a stall to buy an iced tea and to watch something called hobby horsing, before confusing himself into looking for a seat in the stalls instead.
Niki is watching!
my body's on the line now, I can't fight this time now
I can feel the light shine on my face
I can feel the light shine on my face
