10 Fall 511 AV
Streets of Alvadas
Streets of Alvadas
Alvadas, Rana thought, was always beautiful at night. She loved it most times of the day, but there was something that enchanted her when the skies were dark and the stars were twinkling above her. In the city of illusions, one never knew what they were going to encounter-and the half-breed woman loved every new experience.
But even her thirty years in Alvadas couldn't prepare her for the new experience tonight would bring.
As the Silverleaf woman walked past the Cubaceous Inn, a man exited through the front door. Nothing unusual about that. What was strange was that his hands were on his head, pulling his hair-and as he pulled on his hair, it didn't fall out of his head. No, his hair lengthened with the force of his pulling, to Rana's shock and surprise. She stopped dead in her tracks and turned to face the man completely, her mouth gaping open. The man hadn't been paying attention to her, and he continued to walk. As he moved, he continued pulling on his hair, which lightened as it lengthened. Rana found herself slightly disturbed by his actions.
He continued walking, leaving Rana with two choices. She could continue on her business or she could follow this man.
She made her choice immediately.
Thoughts. - "Common." - "Nari." - "Isurian."
