Midnight, you come and pick me up, no headlights
The past few seasons had been a test of Noe’s patience. First it was the pouring rain and the memory mud. Then it was the wildfires and the heat. And now? Now they were back to rain. This time, though, the rain screamed. Noe hated it. Every time the lightning flashed, she imagined that she could see the faces of people she cared about, but they were in some kind of pain, wailing and shrieking into the sky.
Fortunately, today seemed to be less screamy. It was still dreary and overcast, and a thin drizzle fell upon the spooky backdrop of the Barrows, but the thunder and lightning had rolled out early that morning, leaving only that faint mist behind.
Noe strolled along a path out of Wrenzoak’s Refuge and into the Barrows, her head bowed to keep the rain out of her face. She wore a bright yellow rain jacket with the hood pulled up over her hair, and she walked with the kind of cadence that suggested she had somewhere to be. A new client had hired her recently to design a house for them out here, and though she couldn’t for the life of her figure out why they wanted to live among the tombs and crypts, she needed the business. So here she was to scout out the location.
She paused at a fork in the road. She thought it was to the left, but maybe she was wrong. Digging around in her pack, she began to search for the notes she’d taken on the location, hoping to clarify before continuing on her way.
Fortunately, today seemed to be less screamy. It was still dreary and overcast, and a thin drizzle fell upon the spooky backdrop of the Barrows, but the thunder and lightning had rolled out early that morning, leaving only that faint mist behind.
Noe strolled along a path out of Wrenzoak’s Refuge and into the Barrows, her head bowed to keep the rain out of her face. She wore a bright yellow rain jacket with the hood pulled up over her hair, and she walked with the kind of cadence that suggested she had somewhere to be. A new client had hired her recently to design a house for them out here, and though she couldn’t for the life of her figure out why they wanted to live among the tombs and crypts, she needed the business. So here she was to scout out the location.
She paused at a fork in the road. She thought it was to the left, but maybe she was wrong. Digging around in her pack, she began to search for the notes she’d taken on the location, hoping to clarify before continuing on her way.
Long drive, could end in burning flames or paradise
Noe
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Noe.
Feel free to use force/magic on Noe.
