Sohalia
Sohalia followed the shopkeeper down a path and to an old oak desk, where he scribbled down care instructions, blew on them to dry the ink, and handed the sheet of parchment to her. "I'm originally from the Hollowed Grounds, but I've been traveling for a while now. I decided to settle down in Stormbreak recently, so I bought a little place not far from here." She returned his smile with one of her own, bright and sunny and genuine. It was always a pleasure to make a new friend, and it seemed that the shopkeeper was chatty enough that they were well on their way to friendship.
As he joked about his name, Soh looked down, blushing slightly. "I'd forgotten we hadn't been introduced," she admitted ruefully, feeling terribly rude. "I'm Sohalia Lumaris - but you can just call me Soh." She holds out a hand, offering it to shake. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mateo."
The man extended a rather kind offer to join him for a meal, and Soh considered for a moment, running her thumb over the lip of the pot she held with her crown-of-thorns. She had no plans for lunch, and the alternative was to pick up something to eat at home alone, so she smiled. "If you're sure I wouldn't be a nuisance, I'd love to join you," she said. "Just let me know how I can help with lunch. Have you always lived in Stormbreak?" she asked then, picking up the thread of their earlier conversation, curious about whether she was the only transplant or if perhaps Mateo had come from elsewhere, too.
As he joked about his name, Soh looked down, blushing slightly. "I'd forgotten we hadn't been introduced," she admitted ruefully, feeling terribly rude. "I'm Sohalia Lumaris - but you can just call me Soh." She holds out a hand, offering it to shake. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mateo."
The man extended a rather kind offer to join him for a meal, and Soh considered for a moment, running her thumb over the lip of the pot she held with her crown-of-thorns. She had no plans for lunch, and the alternative was to pick up something to eat at home alone, so she smiled. "If you're sure I wouldn't be a nuisance, I'd love to join you," she said. "Just let me know how I can help with lunch. Have you always lived in Stormbreak?" she asked then, picking up the thread of their earlier conversation, curious about whether she was the only transplant or if perhaps Mateo had come from elsewhere, too.
I've been waiting for your touch to bring me home
