Heebie-Jeebies (BttP) || Sonja & Forte
@strawberrypriestess
The day following her return to the island, Forte had an odd feeling she couldn't shake. It pricked at her skin, making the hair on her neck stand on end. Goosebumps covered her arms intermittently throughout the day, but... she didn't feel ill or anything. It had been quite the ordeal, but she kept telling herself it would be okay. She was alive, and that's what mattered.
Something was off, though, and she couldn't ignore it. Dealing with death, in any capacity, was intense, but who knows what returned with her. Maybe some curse followed where the dragon bit her? Maybe some ghost attached instead of moving on? She couldn't deny their existence now... a shiver surged down her spine, radiating through her.
There was no shame in being checked out, she told herself, and headed to the dragon shrine. She didn't go often since moving to Arcadia, but she knew the priests and priestesses there would be able to help her if anything unnatural attached itself.
It was quiet inside, and she almost felt guilty breaking such calm. The words almost didn't come, as if her body wanted to keep all that trauma and experience to itself. Hide it away.
"Excuse me," she said to the only other woman there, hoping the pinkette was indeed a priestess, "I-I am aware that curse dispelling services are offered here? Is-is there any way to," she hesitated, clearing her throat, "check for unknown curses, or... spirits... on a person?"
She almost immediately regretted asking. What would people think if they found out an officer of the law was scared of ghosts?
