make your next move, strike em right between the eyes
It was totally fair that Amalia didn't know her name, compared to the infamous baker Aisha was just a girl with a sword. They'd once scolded Amun the potter together for his unethical treatment of the luxere, but that was besides the point, "Aisha Khai," giving her last name for... some reason. She hadn't done that in a while actually, it felt kind of nice.
Aisha shifted her stance as well, something more comfortable and stable on the incline, "You here to get away for a day too?" she asked with a soft smile in her eyes, friendly and hoping to provide nice company. Recently she hadn't made the best companion, a mix of emotions from all the consequences of Longnight, of her own internalized failures. Time to rectify that.
Aisha shifted her stance as well, something more comfortable and stable on the incline, "You here to get away for a day too?" she asked with a soft smile in her eyes, friendly and hoping to provide nice company. Recently she hadn't made the best companion, a mix of emotions from all the consequences of Longnight, of her own internalized failures. Time to rectify that.
AISHA
