There was a mountain staring at her...
Her gazed followed all the way up to where the strange armored man was just staring at her. She wondered exactly how many times over he was lager than her. Six? Seven? Had to be eight.Her ears flattened as she gulped. He was a big guy, so she had to be faster if there was trouble. Key would be to roll and run.
She was perched in a corner of the market, wedged between stalls, with a few of her wares out in display: some shiny rocks, some feathers, braided leather, some hand made bags, and now a hand made pillow stuffed with dessert grass. She did look very much like a beggar, with her raggy clothing, dirty state, and underfed look. She was a Sunseeker Miqo'te adolescent. She looked to be around 13? 14? Definitely younger than 16.
The more she stared back at the stranger, the less of a mountain he reminded her and the more like a turtle. Though turtles didn't have horns. They did have heavily shielded backs, and really strong arms.
After a good long moment of staring, the girl waved at the horned turtle stranger. He wasn't the first person she met with horns, the pretty lady the other day had them too. The food she gave her was so yummy, and the treasure box was very useful. Maybe all horned people were nice like her... Maybe this was a nice turtle. If not, then well.. turtles were slow she could out run him.
Her gazed followed all the way up to where the strange armored man was just staring at her. She wondered exactly how many times over he was lager than her. Six? Seven? Had to be eight.Her ears flattened as she gulped. He was a big guy, so she had to be faster if there was trouble. Key would be to roll and run.
She was perched in a corner of the market, wedged between stalls, with a few of her wares out in display: some shiny rocks, some feathers, braided leather, some hand made bags, and now a hand made pillow stuffed with dessert grass. She did look very much like a beggar, with her raggy clothing, dirty state, and underfed look. She was a Sunseeker Miqo'te adolescent. She looked to be around 13? 14? Definitely younger than 16.
The more she stared back at the stranger, the less of a mountain he reminded her and the more like a turtle. Though turtles didn't have horns. They did have heavily shielded backs, and really strong arms.
After a good long moment of staring, the girl waved at the horned turtle stranger. He wasn't the first person she met with horns, the pretty lady the other day had them too. The food she gave her was so yummy, and the treasure box was very useful. Maybe all horned people were nice like her... Maybe this was a nice turtle. If not, then well.. turtles were slow she could out run him.
