When we can’t control fire,
we name it “wild”
When the man finally shut up, Alina smirked. It slipped away as she rifled through his pockets. Taking out the cards and the jewelry, she'd place it all on the table behind her. Only then would she lower the point of her spear, though she still faced the thief.
Raising her voice, she called out to the assembled crowd. "If your item was taken, come retrieve it. And if I find out you took something that doesn't belong to you, you'll receive a worse fate than this man." After a long pause as her words sank in, three people shuffled forward, each reclaiming a stolen good.
As they did, she turned to face Theo. "If any of these goods rightfully belong to you, you may grab it before you are escorted from the Greatwood." It was up to him if he'd take his cards back or not. Regardless, a pair of muscular looking Fae guards with bows would flutter over to make sure the criminal left.
Raising her voice, she called out to the assembled crowd. "If your item was taken, come retrieve it. And if I find out you took something that doesn't belong to you, you'll receive a worse fate than this man." After a long pause as her words sank in, three people shuffled forward, each reclaiming a stolen good.
As they did, she turned to face Theo. "If any of these goods rightfully belong to you, you may grab it before you are escorted from the Greatwood." It was up to him if he'd take his cards back or not. Regardless, a pair of muscular looking Fae guards with bows would flutter over to make sure the criminal left.
when we can’t control God,
we name it “war”
ALINA
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