(Using my initiator and participation slot for this, as well as my Charcoal Tonic. Posting both pets here since Harun appears a bit later: This is Nisha (female). This is Harun (male).)
[Slots & Charcoal Tonic recorded.]
(Nisha, female)
[Slots & Charcoal Tonic recorded.]
(Nisha, female)
It was cold, so very cold, and Nisha still didn't understand. What in the world had happened to her and why? Breathing was difficult, given how high up she was in the Fe'gan Mountains by now and the cold, snow-clad ground hurt her feet. As a Soveris, she wasn't meant to walk, but to fly, but the wounds on her wings had still not healed enough to allow her to become airborne again. Yet, she had already made the now-difficult journey back to this forsaken, cold place where it had all began; a place she had just passed through and which had then cursed her with... whatever had happened.
'There's magic in this place and it the lights that shine at night', the old man at the Inn near the Basantha Shrine, Dan, had said. 'But they would have never wanted anything like this to happen to you, I promise. Especially not the girls, I don't know the rest very well, but they're all kind.' Nisha hadn't known whom he had talked about - mages, maybe? - but he had given her a direction to walk into and maybe, she would finally find answers about what had happened a month ago.