She is small, like she is barely more than a child, but she carries herself with the certainty of someone used to wielding power. She also doesn't seem to have died recently or to be confused in any way. More... sad.
Her large eyes stare at merchants who try to be too loud, and after a moment, they quiet down, apologize, and give her a wide berth, though not as though they are frightened. Merely... embarrassed and uncomfortable.
ii. the rains
"Something is not right about this rain." Specifically. And she does not mean that it is bloody - that is not unheard of. But the effect it has...
She sighs quietly when told that she cannot buy an umbrella.
"I hardly have anything to buy or barter with. Perhaps I can learn to make one."
So she will wander about some more, trying to find suitable pieces of wood and sheets of paper. It has been a long time since she died and she has learned plenty, but it does not rain much, across Half Moon Pass. Making an umbrella would be new.
Ban Yue | Heavenly Official's Blessing
She is small, like she is barely more than a child, but she carries herself with the certainty of someone used to wielding power. She also doesn't seem to have died recently or to be confused in any way. More... sad.
ii. the rainsHer large eyes stare at merchants who try to be too loud, and after a moment, they quiet down, apologize, and give her a wide berth, though not as though they are frightened. Merely... embarrassed and uncomfortable.
"Something is not right about this rain." Specifically. And she does not mean that it is bloody - that is not unheard of. But the effect it has...
iii. wildcardShe sighs quietly when told that she cannot buy an umbrella.
"I hardly have anything to buy or barter with. Perhaps I can learn to make one."
So she will wander about some more, trying to find suitable pieces of wood and sheets of paper. It has been a long time since she died and she has learned plenty, but it does not rain much, across Half Moon Pass. Making an umbrella would be new.
ooc: Or pick your own adventure.