Aurelia
How come silence is so loud in the shadows?
I wanna scream 'til it's on
I wanna scream 'til it's on
It's not uncommon for Aurelia to take hikes through the Oerwoud. It reminds her of home, and in a way it's weird that that's comforting at all. She's glad to be out of that hellscape. Still, there are things about it she misses. So feeling like she's closer to it gives her some peace of mind - and the solidarity allows her room to breathe, to think.
The peepholes have proven to be a bit of a mystery to her. She hasn't been here very much, though she's heard the mythos surrounding the area. The curiosity keeps her around today, hoping she'll be able to see what leaves or takes the offerings. Instead of being on the ground, she's taken to the lower branches of thick vines and shrubs above. She sits currently on the edge of a boulder. From this sentry post, she's been watching and waiting for quite a while.
The man that appears, appears more boyish than manly, with youthful features. At first, Aurelia only tenses and watches him closely as he wanders through. It becomes apparent to her that this isn't someone from around here, and as she sees him start to mess with the offerings left on the ground, irritation spikes up in her throat. She shifts from where she's sitting, the hood of her cloak casting a deeper shadow across her face.
Summoning her magic, she hurls a fireball at him, aiming for his feet so that it'll singe and the flames will bite - but not enough to actually hurt him. More of a warning shot, really. "Hey!" She immediately snaps out from atop the boulder, "Get a move on!" She keeps her magic going strong but, this time she holds the flame within her hand, letting it remain more of a threat - for now.
The peepholes have proven to be a bit of a mystery to her. She hasn't been here very much, though she's heard the mythos surrounding the area. The curiosity keeps her around today, hoping she'll be able to see what leaves or takes the offerings. Instead of being on the ground, she's taken to the lower branches of thick vines and shrubs above. She sits currently on the edge of a boulder. From this sentry post, she's been watching and waiting for quite a while.
The man that appears, appears more boyish than manly, with youthful features. At first, Aurelia only tenses and watches him closely as he wanders through. It becomes apparent to her that this isn't someone from around here, and as she sees him start to mess with the offerings left on the ground, irritation spikes up in her throat. She shifts from where she's sitting, the hood of her cloak casting a deeper shadow across her face.
Summoning her magic, she hurls a fireball at him, aiming for his feet so that it'll singe and the flames will bite - but not enough to actually hurt him. More of a warning shot, really. "Hey!" She immediately snaps out from atop the boulder, "Get a move on!" She keeps her magic going strong but, this time she holds the flame within her hand, letting it remain more of a threat - for now.
Tell my feet they should run
but they don't follow
but they don't follow
