Time: Early evening, June 19th
Location: Khaggon
Status: @thejaderaven
Thalra stood without moving as a stream of survivors, victims, soldiers, and all sorts of other exhausted, empty-eyed people shambled passed her, some in caravans, some on foot, some carrying each other. It was a pitiful sight, but she wasn’t completely heartless, not really. She knew what it was like to have a home snatched away so suddenly. When she could, she stopped the most wounded looking and sang a short healing word for them, and handed out the blankets and food she’d been provided with when she’d offered to volunteer to guide refugees coming into the city. There was a strange feeling in her gut she couldn’t name, and maybe did not want to name. She stayed quiet and didn’t say much.
That is, until she saw a familiar face.
The difference between The Jade Raven Thalra had met on that night of the eclipse and the one who moved through the crowd now was like night and day. It was clear she’d recently seen battle and that she’d traveled a long way with little rest. Thalra approached her slowly, more unsure than she usually felt.
“Hello,” She said, coming up beside her. “Do you remember me?”