Sohalia
El stood there, grasping a broken wooden bolt in one hand, as Sohalia stared at them, completely confused. Pleased, of course, that there was apparently only a superficial wound on one arm, but confused as to how that had occurred.
Of course, there was a perfectly reasonable explanation - and that explanation was magic. Now, Soh had never been one to look down upon the Abandoned like some of her peers. In fact, she thought magic was quite extraordinary. So when El explained that they had disintegrated the metal arrowhead, Soh nearly melted with relief. "Thank goodness," she sighed, stepping closer to El to try to inspect their arm.
It was indeed a superficial-looking wound, though the fact that it had come from wood concerned Soh if only for the threat of splinters getting stuck. "Well," she said with a shaky laugh. "Let's get into town before we run into any more poachers. I don't know if there are any doctors, but we can at least get some food and something to drink." She started to lead the way towards Wrenzoak's Refuge, looking over her shoulder to ensure that El followed.
Of course, there was a perfectly reasonable explanation - and that explanation was magic. Now, Soh had never been one to look down upon the Abandoned like some of her peers. In fact, she thought magic was quite extraordinary. So when El explained that they had disintegrated the metal arrowhead, Soh nearly melted with relief. "Thank goodness," she sighed, stepping closer to El to try to inspect their arm.
It was indeed a superficial-looking wound, though the fact that it had come from wood concerned Soh if only for the threat of splinters getting stuck. "Well," she said with a shaky laugh. "Let's get into town before we run into any more poachers. I don't know if there are any doctors, but we can at least get some food and something to drink." She started to lead the way towards Wrenzoak's Refuge, looking over her shoulder to ensure that El followed.
