AITHNIEL
Aithniel still wasn't sure about this asshole, and she grit her teeth together, sighing. He was trying to clean up this rotted, festering cesspool of an area, so could he really be all that bad? I mean honestly, who even was he? Where did he come from? Why was he here and what did he want? She looked around the Rotunda and sighed, thinking that she may as well participate. With a roll of her silver eyes, she stalked off in the direction of a few others. Why was there a huge pit in her stomach? Zera reminded her in sad colors and coos that she was just damaged and that was why she couldn't trust anyone or anything. Aithniel knew that he was right, and that's why she pressed onward. There wasn't a point in trying to rage against her own insecurities - especially since she projected them straight onto this god-like being. |
But burn down our home
I won't leave alive
Please tag me in everything!