20th of Spring, 514 AV
While parties were not normally Qali's cup of tea, the fact it had become a noisy night because of it was enough reason for Qali to take the night off of her hunting and attempt a bit of socialization, or at the very least, observe some of the people get drunk and do incredibly dumb things. Being that she had given up on her hunting in favor of observing this outrageous display of anarchy, she had chosen to take on her human form. She felt this would be safer, in case one of the drunken patrons decided to do something stupid aimed at the owl. She shook her head at the thought.
The sun had gone down a while ago and the moon was shining above while the party goers where all getting smashed and some even began singing and playing musical instruments. The Kelvic held her large woolen coat around her diminutive frame and watched the fire rage. The smell was indeed awful, but having been here for the three short years of her life, Qali was slowly getting used to it and it did not bother her as much anymore. The feeling of the fire during the cooling evening felt nice as it burned in a low ember sort of way. The heat and smoke rose from the pile of dark material and into the darkening sky. The smoke had been raging for so long Qali had to wonder if there were stars in the sky they couldn't see from the blanket of smoke she imagined was hovering over Sunberth, constantly hiding the depths of the sky from them.
A loud laugh drew her attention away from the sky and back onto the people around her. She pulled a slender hand with long fingers through her short hair and brushed it back. It was so dirty it took little coaxing to make it stay out of her eyes. Maybe tomorrow she would go looking for some little pool of water to run through her hair to keep it from getting too much dingier, but maybe not. It was hard enough getting water suitable to drink, let alone to waste it in your hair. The Kelvic smirked to herself, she imagined what it would be like to come to Sunberth from a richer city, like Syliras, and see the dirty people littering the streets. Some old men began to wander by Qali as her train of thought derailed, the men all either singing or playing some sort of wooden flutes. Qali offered a small, amused smile as they continued to walk around the slag heap, playing in discord with the other groups who had taken up their instruments of choice.
As they moved on to the next few people sitting around near Qali she moved a finger to the dirt and plucked an old piece of pottery from the dust and began scratching a small owl figure into the dirt with the dull shard. The earth felt cool under her as did the pottery shard, but it quickly warmed to her touch and the heat of the fire burning near by. All the music around her got her foot tapping slightly and she even began to whistle along with the most prominent sounding musical group or song, even switching between them, creating a discordant melody.
While parties were not normally Qali's cup of tea, the fact it had become a noisy night because of it was enough reason for Qali to take the night off of her hunting and attempt a bit of socialization, or at the very least, observe some of the people get drunk and do incredibly dumb things. Being that she had given up on her hunting in favor of observing this outrageous display of anarchy, she had chosen to take on her human form. She felt this would be safer, in case one of the drunken patrons decided to do something stupid aimed at the owl. She shook her head at the thought.
The sun had gone down a while ago and the moon was shining above while the party goers where all getting smashed and some even began singing and playing musical instruments. The Kelvic held her large woolen coat around her diminutive frame and watched the fire rage. The smell was indeed awful, but having been here for the three short years of her life, Qali was slowly getting used to it and it did not bother her as much anymore. The feeling of the fire during the cooling evening felt nice as it burned in a low ember sort of way. The heat and smoke rose from the pile of dark material and into the darkening sky. The smoke had been raging for so long Qali had to wonder if there were stars in the sky they couldn't see from the blanket of smoke she imagined was hovering over Sunberth, constantly hiding the depths of the sky from them.
A loud laugh drew her attention away from the sky and back onto the people around her. She pulled a slender hand with long fingers through her short hair and brushed it back. It was so dirty it took little coaxing to make it stay out of her eyes. Maybe tomorrow she would go looking for some little pool of water to run through her hair to keep it from getting too much dingier, but maybe not. It was hard enough getting water suitable to drink, let alone to waste it in your hair. The Kelvic smirked to herself, she imagined what it would be like to come to Sunberth from a richer city, like Syliras, and see the dirty people littering the streets. Some old men began to wander by Qali as her train of thought derailed, the men all either singing or playing some sort of wooden flutes. Qali offered a small, amused smile as they continued to walk around the slag heap, playing in discord with the other groups who had taken up their instruments of choice.
As they moved on to the next few people sitting around near Qali she moved a finger to the dirt and plucked an old piece of pottery from the dust and began scratching a small owl figure into the dirt with the dull shard. The earth felt cool under her as did the pottery shard, but it quickly warmed to her touch and the heat of the fire burning near by. All the music around her got her foot tapping slightly and she even began to whistle along with the most prominent sounding musical group or song, even switching between them, creating a discordant melody.
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