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Post by Thalia Fellstar on Jun 27, 2023 1:54:53 GMT -5
This day started like most: with Thalia being bored.
After her rather chaotic visit to Del, very kind blacksmith that helped her through a rather traumatizing time, most of Thalia’s excitement had dimmed. She usually didn’t stay in a town for more than perhaps two days, but she was finding Darkveil to be very interesting.
A prime example lead to today. The moon elf walked through the city, drinking from a gourd she had just bought for alcohol and water. She knew there should probably be a distinction, but in all honesty, she couldn’t find it in her self to care. Overhead, Thalia’s companion, Phigaro, flew over her. She instructed him not to fly too high, not knowing too much about the wildlife and their predatory practices. (If anything were to happen to the magpie griffon, the moon elf might turn vengeful.) However, that is not what any of this was about. What she ended up seeing was a crowd. It was rather large and it extended quite a ways away from its source, which was underneath what looked to be a tented booth of sorts on the side of the road.
Thalia frowned, calling for Phigaro to land as she saw something to do. People were whispering and gossiping, excitable and chatty. She didn’t know exactly what they were talking about, something about a live piece of artwork. She didn’t know exactly what that entailed, and as she ran a finger down Phigaro’s back Thalia stood on tiptoe.
“Can’t see.” she grumbled to herself. She glimpsed around the area, looking for a way to get closer. Phigaro chirruped on her shoulder, confused as to where the strangely scarred woman’s mind was going this time. “Hm…cmon Phi. Let’s get into something!”
She then left the main belly of the crowd, looking for other ways to be senselessly nosy.
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