Salika's Bloom

//Hello my loves I’m still here! Work and the holidays is just super taxing on me so I’ve been finding some mindless fun to enjoy and unwind! I’m not leaving Hjin but I do have another character I want to bring about maybe on a side blog? Or maybe her own blog! Who knows!

Anyways this character is a Teifling woman of Galt and Vudra descent (and of the rakshasa). She’s a Sorceress of the Harrowed bloodline, which means she works as a fortune teller. She’s incredibly gaudy, sassy, ready to con people out of their hard earned money. She’s not heartless, however, and will help those she genuinely feels need it.

⊰⊰۞⊱⊱ The hunt had taken her to the reaches of the Westersands of Dalmasca; full of cruel beasts that hunted anything that moved without exception. The Viera had her form covered and her head wrapped in a thick covering to protect herself from the sandstorm that lashed at the desert itself.

Hjin had felt power the night before, and the Wood was in a state. The ringing in her head was incessant, the multiple intonations of the Wood howled with worry. What had happened in the course of twelve hours to cause such an effect on the land? On the Mist that permeated the area? 

Hjin paused in her steps as she felt not sand under her feet, ears laying back as she wiggles her toes and looked down.

The sand had gathered differently, in a manner akin to a shallow grave. Without hesitation, Hjin dropped to her knees and began to dig, gently feeling to ensure her claws would not tear flesh in her exuberance. It was not long until she had found him, a Hume, laying on the shifting dune... he hummed with Magicks, with a power not unlike a strong Mist. 

The wind continued to lash, and the hare-woman knew that they wouldn’t last long out in the open, too many beasts, and the sandstorm would rustle the Elementals from their slumber. Slowly, and with effort, Hjin pulled the man towards the only hypothetically safe place she could think of: Zertinan Caverns. A place abundant with immensely strong fauna... but the entrances were normally safe, the weaker beasts thriving there so it would not be hard to clear the area to ensure that her... guest... and herself were safe.

⊰⊰۞⊱⊱ Azee’s question is well earned. She had never drawn attention to the damage, and Azee has never seemed to notice. To create the words that would explain-- there is simply too much for her say. How to explain that someone that Hjin should had trusted absolutely had done this. Had damaged her both inside and out.

Continued to damage her even. 

Hjin breathed deep, clenching her fists for a moment before releasing her tension with a shudder. Hjin closed her eyes and signed a single word, her expression seemingly one of shame.

{ Mother }

//OH MY GOD I’M ALIVE

Okay so the last few weeks have been interesting a awful? Foundout that they can’t find anything at all wrong with my legs and while that’s good it’s also bad. Why am I in pain? OH WELL! Also I suffered from a massive downswing and didn’t want to just dig myself deeper by staring at the dash and feeling guilty that I didn’t feel like writing.

{ @silenceofthewood ;; s.c

“Sometimes the obvious answer is the right one.”

⊰⊰۞⊱⊱ Hjin watched him speak before turning away for a moment, in thought. She looked at him once more, her expression more than a little stern. { Perhaps, but how can you determine such a thing? Sometimes is not always. Sometimes it is better to have an outside view. But once you have your answer, what will you do? } She signed as a decent pace. She was still unsure about him.