Bewildered, Liss staggered to her feet as the frankly terrifying old lady wandered into the bushes. The girl considered at that point turning to bolting altogether away, while she still had the chance.
Sage-grey eyes wide with alarm looked back at the lake, ear flicking at the various unsuitable words the stranger supplied to describe what had just nearly happened. Were they completely insane, or only bad at the common tongue?
Instead of feet running, Liss's mouth did instead,
Y-yeah I mean... someone told me about the water. My friend Kirain said it would make you sick and I believed her but I didn't think...A whine.
I mean, I just... it was so much different being here! Right in front of it!Even now she felt the pull, but the shock of interruption lessened what had been a powerful spell.
Why is it purple? Do you live here? Did you drink it, is that why you —
The old lady came back with a mouthful of something. Liss hadn't actually been paying attention to what, and barely understood the words around the gummy mass heading imminently for still stinging wound.
Oh, um... I mean, if you — think it will help?She forced a smile. It looked noncommital.
Her nose crinkled at the sickly sweet tang of lingering infection. Followed that with pinched gaze under furrowed brow to the base of the healer's(?) tail.
Hey that looks kinda bad. I mean, way worse than mine. Maybe you should use some of this on your butt instead?
I love IC spontaneity & drama! So if it's what your character would do, let 'em attempt it!
My characters are unreliable narrators.



