arrival ) [ Her arrival was-- scary, honestly. As the Au Ra slipped out of a mirror, she did not move - instead, she curled up, letting out a little whine. ]
...this isn't home.
[ She said quietly, whispering - to those who knew her, her voice was hauntingly like that of one Minfilia Warde. She usually didn't show her sadness, but...
Later that day, she'd be asking so many questions of the Coven - some serious, some silly. Will you answer her questions? ]
goblin market) Oh, what does this one do?
[ Bolormaa was an oddly innocent lady, as she looked though potions. The sellers were a little put off, to be honest - because what kind of kid was this? She did not listen to the lies they peddled, and pointed to every potion as if she wanted to try them all.
Of course, this innocence came with a cost... that being that she realised a little too late she did not have the money to pay for such goods. Help her? ]
the hunt) [ Her shift was near-instant, painful - but she hid away during it. She had found somewhere to hide... and came out more snake then lizard. Instead of tending to her own pain, however, she had instead moved to gather first aid supplies - even if they were not magical - nor could she tap into her own magic - she could at least find those who got hurt as they changed.
Bolormaa, though, would ask for one thing in payment. For those new here, or those who had been here for a while. ]
May I please have a story from your home? Or from here?
[ It was a simple request. But she seemed to have a book by her side. ]
bolormaa (oc) | final fantasy xiv | naga
arrival ) [ Her arrival was-- scary, honestly. As the Au Ra slipped out of a mirror, she did not move - instead, she curled up, letting out a little whine. ]
...this isn't home.
[ She said quietly, whispering - to those who knew her, her voice was hauntingly like that of one Minfilia Warde. She usually didn't show her sadness, but...
Later that day, she'd be asking so many questions of the Coven - some serious, some silly. Will you answer her questions? ]
goblin market) Oh, what does this one do?
[ Bolormaa was an oddly innocent lady, as she looked though potions. The sellers were a little put off, to be honest - because what kind of kid was this? She did not listen to the lies they peddled, and pointed to every potion as if she wanted to try them all.
Of course, this innocence came with a cost... that being that she realised a little too late she did not have the money to pay for such goods. Help her? ]
the hunt) [ Her shift was near-instant, painful - but she hid away during it. She had found somewhere to hide... and came out more snake then lizard. Instead of tending to her own pain, however, she had instead moved to gather first aid supplies - even if they were not magical - nor could she tap into her own magic - she could at least find those who got hurt as they changed.
Bolormaa, though, would ask for one thing in payment. For those new here, or those who had been here for a while. ]
May I please have a story from your home? Or from here?
[ It was a simple request. But she seemed to have a book by her side. ]
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