KIADA
She nods toward Jigano as though she can see exactly what he’s thinking while she wraps the books with as much care and love as the Lorekeeper has for the contents within them. She takes the last few that he hands to her and she does the same, listening while he speaks and she agrees on traps, until he mentions that it might create problems. That is where Kiada doesn’t seem to think too far ahead – for she would just leave them out haphazardly, telling her fellow friends to leave it alone until it was time to return. But for the innocent, unsuspecting villagers, that would do little use.
Her head tilts as his mind begins to change and a wolfish, predatory smile blooms across Kiada’s face (a hint of her old self). “Yes.” She acknowledges, nodding in agreement. She takes a few of the books over toward where he’s bagging them up and contemplates the question he gives her, that same wicked smile playing on her lips as she looks back up at her pale haired friend. “Well, if nobody should be in here and they’ve already gotten past the riddle telling them to go back, why not something particularly draining?” She asks, something not necessarily physical but more of a mental check. That way, whoever had fallen into it wouldn’t be snooping where they shouldn’t be again.
Auni’s excitement as Isuma perks up is seen in the glow of his antlers, the light casting a golden shadow along the walls and furniture he dashes by. Back and forth, to and fro, toward and away from the gryhonlet with sounds of joy and happiness and the clatter of hooves.
Her head tilts as his mind begins to change and a wolfish, predatory smile blooms across Kiada’s face (a hint of her old self). “Yes.” She acknowledges, nodding in agreement. She takes a few of the books over toward where he’s bagging them up and contemplates the question he gives her, that same wicked smile playing on her lips as she looks back up at her pale haired friend. “Well, if nobody should be in here and they’ve already gotten past the riddle telling them to go back, why not something particularly draining?” She asks, something not necessarily physical but more of a mental check. That way, whoever had fallen into it wouldn’t be snooping where they shouldn’t be again.
Auni’s excitement as Isuma perks up is seen in the glow of his antlers, the light casting a golden shadow along the walls and furniture he dashes by. Back and forth, to and fro, toward and away from the gryhonlet with sounds of joy and happiness and the clatter of hooves.
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
