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Aisha bit her check to keep from scowling, and from fidgeting. Turning herself into the center of attention had not been the plan, and made her far to uncomfortable, but apparently, she’d went and made herself that. Looking over Keenan’s shoulder at his crude sketches in the dirt, it seemed...

Aisha almost jumped out of her illusory skin when Keenan appeared, his own assessment forcing her to swallow the frown. She’d seen neither hide, nor, well, hide of a Lizalfos during her patrol, but that didn’t mean much. They tended to be much smarter than your average monster, and being lizards...

Aisha scowled up at the rain. She couldn’t be bothered to try and think up a good way to keep the rain from hitting her, or rather, to use one. While they were a decent distance away from any monster camps, they were closer than Aisha liked. Even more so given the increasing downpour, which made...

“At this point, I don’t know if I could go back. As in, live that way again.” Aisha never gave it any thought. “And even if I did, I’m not keen to annoy Goddesses by trying. I can’t imagine kicking me out went well.” Or, Aisha didn’t say, she didn’t care to find out what dabbling in that dark...

Aisha felt an overwhelming sense of relief, that she only needed to explain some parts of the story, with the ability to run with Atara already reaching the obvious conclusion. Without Atara turning and running, it helped to quell at least a little bit of her rising panic, and let her pile of...

Gerudo. That took a while for Aisha to parse, before the memory of the other race that didn’t have a good reputation due to actions from a long time before made its way to the fore of her mind. A visible grimace grossed her face at the realization of what that meant for Atara sank in. “I did...

Aisha elected not to contest the point about hiding in shadows, as without casting aside her magic, Atara couldn’t be expected to understand quite how wrong she was, or just how much of a mess Aisha felt this conversation was. Of course, Atara did have a point, she did get overwhelmed by people...

“It’s not something I’d really recommend. Being out alone all the time.” Aisha let the words out before catching herself. “It’s lonely. Quiet. Good for a while, but…well I haven’t heard of any species that isn’t at least a little bit social. Being trapped in your own head is how you end up like...

Atara’s comment would have brought a flush of embarrassment to Aisha’s checks, but her constructed appearance didn’t allow for that, leaving the only sign of being caught the rapid way she looked away. “You aren’t easy to figure out. And I’m bad at it.” None of them were easy to figure out...

“Sure.” Aisha didn’t see a reason to tell Atara she couldn’t sit, and that would probably just be weird in general. It did a little bit to quell her panic, although raised the problem of extricating herself from this situation. What was wrong could have filled a book, of course. And, also most...

Despite knowing that she should circle back to the camp, Aisha took his time, just basking in the cool shadows. It classified as her one guilty pleasure, or perhaps the last bit of clinging to her heritage, that she liked the dark, and felt at home in it. The rustle of trees disturbed those...

The passing night did little to settle much of Aisha’s nerves, even if the time to sit and properly mediate did help calm the roiling mess of emotions that her little incident kicked up. Fortunately, the rest of the group found itself far too occupied with other matters leaving her to collect...

Aisha didn’t stick around long enough know for certain that Saran woke up, but based upon the commotion from the direction of the camp, she was fairly certain that he had. Finding a quiet spot at the edge of the camp wasn’t that hard, making her possible to find it someone came looking, and if...

It didn’t take long for Keenan to come back, carrying Saran, with, notably, a lot less…Malice…radiating from the wound. Atara quickly set to looking him over, asking about his state and where they found him. “He was just lying in the dirt about half an hour that way.” Aisha pointed in the...

Aisha considered Keenan for a moment. He seemed troubled by something, well, a lot of somethings, but given everything she just did, they did not have time to pry. Instead, she put a hand on his arm, and discarded the pretense that she did magic as Hylians did, chanting softly in her native...