Nia Siroc
Character
Nia was beginning to feel like a cocktail at some fancy bar, being shaken not stirred. Something was definitely wrong here and even she could comprehend that. Thunderstorms didn't involve tremors even during the most intense storms. When another one hit, Allyson Locke was sent to the deck while she barely managed to keep her feet.
Aela had told them to stay here but it felt wrong to just leave her to who knows what. Before she could say anything the older apprentice seemed to read her mind, waving for her to follow. She did gratefully, happy to have someone else along. It wasn't so much her fear of punishment as just not being so sure of what to do if things got really bad.
[member="Allyson Locke"] [member="Aela Talith"]
Aela had told them to stay here but it felt wrong to just leave her to who knows what. Before she could say anything the older apprentice seemed to read her mind, waving for her to follow. She did gratefully, happy to have someone else along. It wasn't so much her fear of punishment as just not being so sure of what to do if things got really bad.
[member="Allyson Locke"] [member="Aela Talith"]