Sloane had always been a creature who thought of only herself. She never once cared how others felt about issues, how what she might say or do may hurt them. She didn’t care if she overstepped bounds or said words that broke the soul. She was a rough sort of creature, someone that people had a hard time getting to know or befriending. Sloane was a lone wolf, always had been and always would be.
But there was something that had drawn her to the island today, once the island seemed to roar back to life. It wasn’t the thought of a grand adventure or more riches than she could ever spend in a lifetime. Knowing that the relic was out there for the taking was more than enough to get her to return to the island.
Some sought out the relic to look for power in all the wrong places. Some sought it for the protection of others. Some wanted to use it, some wanted to destroy it. Sloane had no use for power or for relics. She only had use to knowledge and secrets. That relic could be sold for a price that many might be willing to pay. She could gain so many secrets that she would be rich with knowledge. She would be able to take down the greatest of kings with slander and rumors. The thought of all that she could do was enough to get her to step forward, to try her hand at gaining that most sacred item.
She followed the mysterious hoof prints, the ones that led her through dense jungle. While she wasn’t exactly a fan of the sweltering summer heat, she knew that potentially, such a risk could pay out well for her. And as she took each step towards the relic, she could not help the way her smile pulled even further at the corner of her lips.
By the time she reached the clearing, she couldn’t help the way her eyes lit up like Christmas morning. The relic was just sitting there, unguarded. And like many others that particular day, she too wanted it. And when everywhere began to charge, so did she.
Sloane is staying.
STAFF EDIT***
@Sloanehas rolled a 3! She has been awarded +200 signos.
