Little Hell
12-14-2017, 09:13 PM
Wandering through the lands this new empire had laid claim to, the shadowy fae moved like a restless spirit. She'd asserted what she desired as her rank in the meeting, and though she'd not realized it at the time it was the first time she'd officially decided what she wanted. It was strange to have some clear cut purpose, a real tangible goal in life. The woman sighed wearily, tired of thinking and wishing to relax. How did one relax again? It'd been a while. Her focus on internal thoughts and matters was quickly shattered when she heard a commotion nearby. Brows furrowing slightly, Razi gave into curiosity and decided to seek out the source - it was a rather welcomed distraction after all. One she would not dismiss. After some searching Razi laid eyes on a pale coated man who seemed to be in distress. Who could blame him? He was all tied up and in quite the predicament. Gliding closer she crooned, "Now now, you're gunna get a lot of attention making a fuss like that, love." Coming to stand a few bodylengths away from the prone creature, Razi tutted softly to herself as she eyed him carefully. "I thought the idea was to have them join willingly..." she whispered to herself, gold eyes expressing some degree of irritation. Soeaking to him once more she asked, "Are you hurt?" Even if she was going to abandon her path as a healer, she might be able to help him if he was hurt. If she felt like it. You never could tell with Razi. |