Sohalia Lumaris
When Sohalia had left the familiar lands of the Hollowed Grounds, she had not expected to be found picking her way through a molten landscape of lava, but here she was. It was perhaps the most dangerous place she'd been (by far), but it also held a strange kind of beauty. Despite being impossibly hot and sweaty, the young woman sat on a patch of solid ground, her journal open on her lap, sketching out a map of the surrounding area and including little drawings of the magma.
When she heard a call of 'limbo!' she tucked away her journal and got to her feet, gathering her bag and her staff, then making her way towards the voice. When she arrived at a makeshift limbo rope engulfed in flame, supported by two solidified pillars of lava, she tilted her head to one side with confusion. It had been years since she had played limbo, and this looked like an incredibly dangerous version of it. Still, as others began to arrive around her, she had to admit she was intrigued.
When she heard a call of 'limbo!' she tucked away her journal and got to her feet, gathering her bag and her staff, then making her way towards the voice. When she arrived at a makeshift limbo rope engulfed in flame, supported by two solidified pillars of lava, she tilted her head to one side with confusion. It had been years since she had played limbo, and this looked like an incredibly dangerous version of it. Still, as others began to arrive around her, she had to admit she was intrigued.
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