Morrighan,
It all feels wrong. Is it wrong to feel?
Morrighan is conflicted, like she always seems to be these days. She took a risk, an even bigger one than before, and it had been great in the moment. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before, almost as if she was flying in the sky without a care in the world.
It actually made her feel a little sick.
She keeps trying to push it out of her mind and swallow down the butterflies fluttering in her chest. She's imagined herself burning them until they're nothing but ash, but it doesn't work. Her mind will only wander to something else temporarily and something makes her think of it all again.
Even just the name Zahra is enough to throw her off.
Bram sits by her side as she stands at a corner of the market. It's away from all the chaos, but at a good point where she can still see a lot of what's happening. There's nothing really unusual in the markets today, so it's not quite as distracting as she was hoping. Instead, she's decided to play with her magic and maybe "accidentally" burn a few things. Nothing important of course, just things people wouldn't notice were burned until they go to pack their tents up later.
For now, she plays with a small ball of fire by her feet like it's a rock she's kicking back and forth. It's actually kind of mesmerizing and does distract her for a moment. That is, until she gets a sense of being watched. It's like a pair of eyes are burning into her and she turns to scan the crowd.
A pitch black figure across the way catches her attention. It seems they may have been the ones to be staring, but it's hard to tell. Still, they quickly become a person of interest to Morrighan and she gets up without a word. Bram follows anyway, feeling just as curious as his companion.
When the pair approach, this stranger seems like nothing but a shadow. She has to blink a few times just to make sure she's speaking to a physical being. What strange sorcery this is.
"Don't you know it's rude to stare?" the Warden asks, not caring that she's accusing them without knowing for sure. She raises a brow to show her suspicion. "Who are you and what is your business here?" It comes out as a demand and if whoever this is knows what's good for them, they would explain themselves. They're not anyone she's seen before, or any type of magic for that matter. For that, she makes a threat by igniting fire at her feet.
a little mayhem never hurt anyone
@Nameless hope you don't mind a super grumpy Morr coming to spoil your day LOL
