She walked to market, And fumbled in the pouch.
Five gems in total, but she did not know there worth, at all.
She quickly purchased some buckets, giving the suprised trader a gem in return, and carried them to the nearest well.
Alibi in hand, Sia began to return to her masters domain...
Sia awoke, The taste of blood on her tongue.
She rolled over and stared at her image, reflected back by the skittering surface of a dappled puddle.
A stranger stared back, bloodshot eyes and constant shaking.
She laughed, a short bark of derision, before she remembered where she was...
The rain did not feel right on her skin, not fresh and cool as she imagined it, but rather a damp film that made her feel sticky and humid.
She longed to throw back her hood, but did not- she could not take the risk of being spotted.
There was little time to hide, and she knew a plan was...
It was raining again.
Sia' tel liked the rain, and the patterns it made as it ran down the glass.
Today was not a good day, and it helped distract her from the constant jumping of her thoughts- and the stabs of pain they brought.
She sensed Malver before he entered the room, and...
Name: Goes by Sia (Though she does not know her name).
Age: Unknown. Looks to be in her early 20s.
Gender: Female.
Species: Human, possibly with Elven blood (If that's allowed).
Magic: A little empathetic magic. (A very slight healing aura and increased understanding of those around...