"This is not okay." Seraphina mutters, rubbing her arms to try and keep warm. She may have power over fire, but she wasn't immune to the cold. Adarla was nothing but snow and cold. She had been wandering the city for hours, trying to gather information on the rebels, but to avail.
"-Can anyone guide me?" she heard a voice say. She lazily glanced to where the voice came from, watching the crowd ignore the poor man. She was in a similar boat at one point, and decided she could take pity on the guy. She walks over, the snow on the ground melting with each step.
"I heard you needed a guide?"
"-Can anyone guide me?" she heard a voice say. She lazily glanced to where the voice came from, watching the crowd ignore the poor man. She was in a similar boat at one point, and decided she could take pity on the guy. She walks over, the snow on the ground melting with each step.
"I heard you needed a guide?"