Stinks like a new world (Edrei)

edy ”Well, if you listened a bit more carefully you woudn’t have been snuck up on.” Came the teenager’s bright reply. Bursting through the trees, Edy was completely at odds with the man before her. Dressed simply in breeches and a black top made of a light fabric, the much younger woman appeared all piss and vinegar wrapped up with a smile. Pushing a strand of her obnoxiously curly hair from her dark eyes, Edy grinned and raised a brow. There were no rules in this place about attacking others, and so unlike in Northaven, she would have been well within her rights to blow this idiot up for so randomly attacking that which he knew nothing about. Except her magic was also all fucked up here, and so that wasn’t really an option. Crossing her arms and raising a brow, Edy stared at the man with a a curiously amused expression. ”So...you just wander around by yourself, flailing sharp sticks when you hear a noise?” If that was the case and this man turned out to be another Koel–all business and (almost) no fun–then Edy was out. The last thing she needed in this brave new (and entirely fucked up) world was more men with sticks up their asses. Then something occurred to her. ”Are you even from Northaven?” She asked a bit cautiously. Edy had already met some of the locals, and while she thought she could tell the difference between ‘them’ and ‘us’, it might not always be so clear cut and obvious as Edy was making it out to be. Kaladin