09-03-2018, 01:02 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]Thunderstorms sounded a lot more dangerous than they actually were. If you lived at high altitudes, such as on a mountain, then rain might pose a bigger threat due to slippery surfaces and the risk of falling- but in general, blizzards were far worse. The odds of being struck by lightning were slim enough that in most cases, you did not need to worry about it. (Unless you were the sort of fool to go outside in a storm covered in metal armor, but that did not apply to anyone here.)
The sheer weight of water and the force that the heavy downpour struck with was unusual, yet Rin's focus remained on the group at the border. It took only the brief flash of electricity in the distance, lighting up the gathered creatures, to confirm that she was heading in the right direction. Squinting to shield her eyes from the descending rain, she approached behind Feyre, eyeing the newcomer- a child- with curiosity. Brynhild Klausen was her name, she had said. Inside, part of Rin hoped from their similar appearances that maybe Bryn might know something about her past.
Those hopes were quickly dashed upon hearing about her lack of certainty and insistence that her home was far away from here. Still, the child needed a place to stay as much as any of them did. "Warringkingdoms," Rin introduced herself, "but everyone calls me Rin." Pointing back in the direction she had come from, she added, "We should probably get inside. The observatory's back this way, if you'd like to follow me."
The sheer weight of water and the force that the heavy downpour struck with was unusual, yet Rin's focus remained on the group at the border. It took only the brief flash of electricity in the distance, lighting up the gathered creatures, to confirm that she was heading in the right direction. Squinting to shield her eyes from the descending rain, she approached behind Feyre, eyeing the newcomer- a child- with curiosity. Brynhild Klausen was her name, she had said. Inside, part of Rin hoped from their similar appearances that maybe Bryn might know something about her past.
Those hopes were quickly dashed upon hearing about her lack of certainty and insistence that her home was far away from here. Still, the child needed a place to stay as much as any of them did. "Warringkingdoms," Rin introduced herself, "but everyone calls me Rin." Pointing back in the direction she had come from, she added, "We should probably get inside. The observatory's back this way, if you'd like to follow me."
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