KIADA
Jigano agrees to the tea, and Kiada numbly follows him as he leads the way toward the Hall door. She waits as he unlocks it, Auni threading his way through her feet to be as close as possible – his antlers glimmering with a slight glow that comes and goes like a beacon. She steps in and watches, without truly seeing, as he closes it and rigs it so they can hear if someone approaches, and she listens while he grabs a lantern and speaks. Quietly, she nods, she doesn’t know what to do either. She’s never been good at following rules, she’s always chosen the worst ones to go with. At least here she’s trying to be a better version of herself.
He offers her to sit, and she sits across from him as Auni settles at the foot of her feet and looks to Isuma with a small wag of his nub of a tail. Kiada, meanwhile, doesn’t know where to start. “They copied my voice so well, I tried to shout to you. They caught me in a net and dumped me into the Pit. I saw Amalia and Adam, I was relieved to see Amalia. Adam was kind too.” She pauses, brows furrowing as she stares at the floor. “Then Amalia disappeared with Delah and it was just Adam and I, and a storm was coming. Soon enough they told me I was to be sacrificed, and after a moment I just accepted it.” She pauses, eyes flickering up toward Jigano with a small shrug.
“But the sacrifice was just telling my stories to the creature. And well… I think he prefers the happier stories, mine is long and sad.” A half smile ghosts her lips. “I tried to find the happy parts, but… Well, there weren’t much.”
He offers her to sit, and she sits across from him as Auni settles at the foot of her feet and looks to Isuma with a small wag of his nub of a tail. Kiada, meanwhile, doesn’t know where to start. “They copied my voice so well, I tried to shout to you. They caught me in a net and dumped me into the Pit. I saw Amalia and Adam, I was relieved to see Amalia. Adam was kind too.” She pauses, brows furrowing as she stares at the floor. “Then Amalia disappeared with Delah and it was just Adam and I, and a storm was coming. Soon enough they told me I was to be sacrificed, and after a moment I just accepted it.” She pauses, eyes flickering up toward Jigano with a small shrug.
“But the sacrifice was just telling my stories to the creature. And well… I think he prefers the happier stories, mine is long and sad.” A half smile ghosts her lips. “I tried to find the happy parts, but… Well, there weren’t much.”
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
