── @kassthebird
xx. Spoopy Thread xx. Randomized Muse -- Roll - 2. 2=Issan
AS much as she enjoyed the coloring of the Blood Moon, she was well aware there was a more negative connotation behind it. People would be far more SCARCE during such events-- that is unless they were up to nefarious things. The Gerudo was HARDLY innocent herself, however this was the time she was out chasing stories of a RITUAL.
RUMOR had it, missing children from the area were being gathered up to be sacrificed once the Blood Moon reached its peak. She didn’t quite know what this group was doing but she wasn’t going to just sit back if she COULD help them. She’d never CLAIM to be a hero, but she also had some standards on when she couldn’t stay back any further. Once night hit, Issan was out heading to the place that BEST fit the description given-- A lake shaped like a skull.
WHAT she wasn’t expecting to see at the top of the cliff was a rather brightly colored Rito. Issan raised an eyebrow curiously, hand ready to draw a weapon in case this was a guard ready to attack or alert the others below. She’d followed the smoke and KNEW this had to be the place. She wasn’t returning empty handed. “ I thought most avoided coming out during the Blood Moon. ”