I'm not the only one
Who finds it hard to understand
Once the form was signed it felt like something had lifted from Mallorie’s heart. Making a decision, making headway on it, let her feel less like an invader here. Choosing to take a job meant choosing to stay - as a resident, as someone still breathing. It felt like an anchor, holding her steady, stopping her from wandering back out into the deadly wastes.
She exhaled as she put down the pen, and looked at the shields available. It’d be a while before they felt like her old shield, but just having one was a start.
“Thank you,” she said, with a nod, “I don’t have any special requirements.”
She paused at the mention of fae. Perhaps there were more similarities with her old world than she thought? That didn’t explain the change she’d experienced coming here, but still…
“We had rumours, if I recall. But there were other beings who lived there. Humans, like you, were most populous. Other races preferred to keep to themselves. Personally I never understood the human need to spread themselves out but…” Mallorie sighed, offered Morgan something that could be considered a small smile.
“I'm in no position to complain about travelling, nowadays.”
She’d travelled further than anyone else she knew...save one. Her smile dropped and she huffed, a sad little sound. Mallorie turned to study the shields on display, unsure of quite how much she needed to tell.
“Coming through the portal changed me in more ways than one, let's put it that way. She admitted in a flat voice. Almost grieving, though the loss felt strangely disant.
Mallorie reached out to the shield closest to her - metal, kite. Plain but could probably be embellished with a seal, if she were the type to be ostentatious. Silver in colour (though not material) and weighty enough to protect as well as damage.
“Your smith does good work.”
She exhaled as she put down the pen, and looked at the shields available. It’d be a while before they felt like her old shield, but just having one was a start.
“Thank you,” she said, with a nod, “I don’t have any special requirements.”
She paused at the mention of fae. Perhaps there were more similarities with her old world than she thought? That didn’t explain the change she’d experienced coming here, but still…
“We had rumours, if I recall. But there were other beings who lived there. Humans, like you, were most populous. Other races preferred to keep to themselves. Personally I never understood the human need to spread themselves out but…” Mallorie sighed, offered Morgan something that could be considered a small smile.
“I'm in no position to complain about travelling, nowadays.”
She’d travelled further than anyone else she knew...save one. Her smile dropped and she huffed, a sad little sound. Mallorie turned to study the shields on display, unsure of quite how much she needed to tell.
“Coming through the portal changed me in more ways than one, let's put it that way. She admitted in a flat voice. Almost grieving, though the loss felt strangely disant.
Mallorie reached out to the shield closest to her - metal, kite. Plain but could probably be embellished with a seal, if she were the type to be ostentatious. Silver in colour (though not material) and weighty enough to protect as well as damage.
“Your smith does good work.”
I'm not afraid of God
I am afraid of Man
MALLORIE
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