I Think I Have To Try

the rot will always be there, under the surface, waiting for your mask to decay

you swore to your parents that you would be virtuous

Auni is the one that spots the stranger first, tiny pale nub of a tail wagging and the slight tapping of his feet – something that immediately captures Kiada’s attention, and she follows the Luxere’s gaze to the man that emerges from one of the rooms. She hadn’t spotted him before, hadn’t particularly cared enough too. If there were monsters that lurked in the night, in the darkness of the Temple, at this point she thinks she’d gladly let them take her.

But he offers help, and she focuses on him – bright eyes and quite dark hair, and she nods softly though she doesn’t smile. Not yet, anyway. “Yes… Actually, I was hoping to maybe learn a thing or two about healing?” A frown finds her face, uncertain how to ask it. If the phrasing is right. If any of it is right. “Just some things that might help people before someone with magic can reach them?” Her head tilts decidedly avian-like, and her anxiety rushes up at the stupidity of the question, trickling a small amount of feathers to rise along her shoulders – mostly hidden by her shirt.

“Though if you’re busy because of all of us Guild people, I can come back at a later time?”

the things you've done, come to you in the night

and whisper 'you lied, you lied'

KIADA