side-effects

[fordola]

Who: Fordola rem Lupis, and open.
When: From the 16th to the 19th.
Where: Your place ;3
What: Fordola had a bad magical reaction. She is not a happy griffin.
Warnings: To be added.

Her head felt like it was splitting apart. She was in pain, she felt as if her Resonant was back. All because she trusted people. Pah.

And so, for the few days from the 16th to the 19th, Fordola could be found flying into random places, trying to hide herself from people... badly. She'd stopped her casual patrols, instead trying to bundle close to places with people she knew... without them knowing she was there. (She couldn't just stay with Thancred. He hated her. They all hated her, or so she thought. She had gotten used to the silence, and now... this?)

So, uh. Don't mind the griffin in your yard, on your roof, or in your garden. Hissing, or biting onto her own tail, trying to bite it off - or just using it to try and focus. She hadn't needed to use techniques to focus on herself... well, honestly, she hadn't built any yet.

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[fordola]

A little sigh. "I could use some company, at least. Except... you-- might need t'put up with some weirdness."

[wordsinthesoul]

"That, I can certainly offer." He tilts his head, turning to start movign towards home- though not without her. "Stranger than usual, you mean?"

[fordola]

She kept up, trying to hold her head on straight. "...so, uh. Ya remember how I told you about the Resonant?"

[wordsinthesoul]

Thancred nods, doing his best to set a reasonable pace. "I do. A power not unlike the Echo." Even if the way it's been given… strikes him as troubling.

[fordola]

A little sigh. "It's come back. I was trying to get some help from the Coven."

[wordsinthesoul]

"Ah." Thancred slows, wanting to fall into step with her, worried for her. "What did they say?"