your battle worn tongue doesn't say the truth anymore;
/// that you are ruined ///
/// that you are ruined ///
Hearing that Flora required some help with the Hanged Man, the harpy had tagged in with Danta when she’d heard that he’d be heading here to help out. It’s been a while since she’d been in Torchline it felt like anyway, so she tags along for the sheer warmth that the region brings. She arrives a little after Danta does, having snagged something to eat on the way to the Hanged Man, nodding to them with a bright smile of greeting.
“Happy to help and keep this one in line where he needs it.” Kiada says with a fond and teasingly fanged grin shot her Theocrats way. She tugs her own red jacket around her that takes much of the brunt of the cold, then ties up her dark hair that has a few stray strands tangled around her curved horns. The large X scar on the side of her neck is deep and on display, but the harpy pays it little mind as she gets ready to be told where to start.
Kia arrives!
“Happy to help and keep this one in line where he needs it.” Kiada says with a fond and teasingly fanged grin shot her Theocrats way. She tugs her own red jacket around her that takes much of the brunt of the cold, then ties up her dark hair that has a few stray strands tangled around her curved horns. The large X scar on the side of her neck is deep and on display, but the harpy pays it little mind as she gets ready to be told where to start.
Kia arrives!
kiada
and you wonder why he lets you, the butcher ///
touch him, the sun ///
touch him, the sun ///
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
