Solo The Crackling of Fire

[Assilsa Curare]

55th of Fall 513AV

Nyka had calmed down and settled back down into to its normal excitement and murmurs after the incident with the Ravok ambassador murder. This had caused Assilsa to relax more, she soon begun to work on learning, she would need to improve her skills if she was going to make it to Sunbreth and survive in the outlawed town.

Assilsa’s instincts were slightly at amiss as of late she wondered if it might have been caused by the latest person in her life, however she wouldn’t let that stop her so she was to go into the woods and learn, start a fire or something. The smoke of the fire would scare prey so she could use it for her job. Taking nothing but the clothes on her back and her Lash Assilsa made her way back into the woods for yet another day.

The slight breeze ruffled her hair as she passed through the brick gates of her current city. Assilsa had to admit she liked Nyka much more then Ravok however she still had to tread lightly because of the monks. They hadn’t made a move yet, they might still they might be waiting for the right time.
Discarding her shoes as she strayed from the path Assilsa rejoiced in once again smelling the forest air. The dried leaves crunching and scratching at her bare feet felt heavenly, Assilsa smiled and began to sing softly in her native tongue.

“ I see the wonderful darkness of the caves on home…”

Assilsa weaved in and out among the trees looking for a certain spot on the forest floor. A slightly rocky, bare clearing for her to practise fire marking, scanning the foliage covered ground Assilsa continued to sing.

It wasn’t till she was near the edge of the forest that Assilsa found the rocks. Grabbing five or so of the mossy rocks and carrying them in her shirt Assilsa wondered whether she would ever be the same after her time in Nyka, she had already changed in her few weeks staying here in the city.

[Assilsa Curare]

The stones had given her shirt grass stains, big green splotches all over. Assilsa gave up on caring; she didn’t want to fuss of dirt and muck only to have it happen all over again.

Luckily Assilsa had found the perfect spot beneath a tree to start her small fire. Placing the rocks carefully down Assilsa began to scan the ground again, what did she need next? Her garnet eyes rested upon a stick, a bundle of sticks would work as something to hold the tinder in place. Well Assilsa hopped this would work.

Walking in circles around the trees Assilsa grabbed a many sticks as she could hold, from small and thin to long and fat Assilsa assumed they would burn all the same. Dropping them with a crunch she kneeled down beside the two piles. Grabbing each rock with her pale hands Assilsa began to create the circle that Assilsa would use to support the sticks.

As she picked up one of the sticks Assilsa felt small, hairy little legs climb up onto her finger. Without bothering to look at what had climbed on her Assilsa let out a loud scream and scuttled backwards through the dirt and leaves of the forest floor. Shivering slightly from the hair touch Assilsa slowly began to crawl back hoping whatever it was had decided that Assilsa was scary and taken off…

Even Assilsa doubted that last fact, after all Assilsa had just screamed and ran away. Slowly looking down at the piles she had created, Assilsa couldn’t see anything amiss. Slowly resuming with her task she couldn’t help but be slightly edgy, after all some weird thing had touched her and she didn’t even know what it was.