[Edna was taking a stroll in the marketplace with her trusty umbrella over her shoulder when her idle exploring is interrupted by a piece of some fruit flung at her. The umbrella took the hit, and thankfully it didn't get damaged, but the unprovoked assault was definitely enough to fully flare the irritation of the already usually not-so-sunny Seraph.]
Hey! What the HECK's your problem?
[What follows is angry yelling from a local Nalawi, pointing fervently at a certain something attached on the side of her umbrella as it ranted on about 'Dakal'. The ruckus is quickly gaining public attention, as some braver Nalawi look on with curiosity but others are looking fearful/concerned, if not shying away from the scene. The cause becomes more obvious as the argument escalates: the little plush-like accessory on her umbrella is getting mistaken as some sort of devil.]
I don't know what's got your antlers all up in a twist, but whatever those 'Dakals' are, they're nothing like Normins. But you're not even listening, are you--?
[--As another piece of produce is flung her way, but this time, she manages to parry it on point. The fruit is deflected by the tip of her umbrella, before falling harmlessly onto the ground.]
You're really trying to pick a fight, huh? Are you even aware of how many of your own's day you just ruined through fear-mongering? And stop wasting food, you moron! They're grown from the ashes of your precious volcanoes, aren't they? Are you seriously so stupid and desperate to think that you're making a difference, squandering your own resources and assaulting visitors just because of an accessory I carry that's from a different world entirely?
[This may or may not get worse...]
II. KOMO; LAVA TUNNELS
[okay so screw the Pu'ulai Nalawis, who're so deluded and panicked that they found her cute little Normin offensive. At least it wasn't everyone, as some curious locals at the scene didn't quite think the little critter hanging off her umbrella was particularly cat-like. So Edna's opted to seek out an isolated area by the exit of a lava tunnel to the shoreline of Komo, a particularly rocky one where only daring children would come play.
Still, she's here for several purposes. One to cool off and find some peace and quiet for a change, but the other is to verify a nagging concern that's been eating at her since morning. It is so that bringing one boot down onto the stony surface as she takes one firm step forward, the immediate vicinity of the cavern quietly rumbled. Steadily, a series of jagged rocks begin to rise from the ground before her, but the straight formation is created a slow rhythm, and they don't come up any higher than her knee.
Her eyes narrow.]
Hmph.
[If the rumbling and shaking of the tunnel just now didn't catch anyone's attention, the next few ones might, as she'll be casting more earth-based Seraphic Artes to gauge the full strength (or lack of, honestly) of her powers. As an entity practically made of magical powers, she's definitely starting to feel the drop.]
edna ; OTA
[Edna was taking a stroll in the marketplace with her trusty umbrella over her shoulder when her idle exploring is interrupted by a piece of some fruit flung at her. The umbrella took the hit, and thankfully it didn't get damaged, but the unprovoked assault was definitely enough to fully flare the irritation of the already usually not-so-sunny Seraph.]
Hey! What the HECK's your problem?
[What follows is angry yelling from a local Nalawi, pointing fervently at a certain something attached on the side of her umbrella as it ranted on about 'Dakal'. The ruckus is quickly gaining public attention, as some braver Nalawi look on with curiosity but others are looking fearful/concerned, if not shying away from the scene. The cause becomes more obvious as the argument escalates: the little plush-like accessory on her umbrella is getting mistaken as some sort of devil.]
I don't know what's got your antlers all up in a twist, but whatever those 'Dakals' are, they're nothing like Normins. But you're not even listening, are you--?
[--As another piece of produce is flung her way, but this time, she manages to parry it on point. The fruit is deflected by the tip of her umbrella, before falling harmlessly onto the ground.]
You're really trying to pick a fight, huh? Are you even aware of how many of your own's day you just ruined through fear-mongering? And stop wasting food, you moron! They're grown from the ashes of your precious volcanoes, aren't they? Are you seriously so stupid and desperate to think that you're making a difference, squandering your own resources and assaulting visitors just because of an accessory I carry that's from a different world entirely?
[This may or may not get worse...]
II. KOMO; LAVA TUNNELS
[okay so screw the Pu'ulai Nalawis, who're so deluded and panicked that they found her cute little Normin offensive. At least it wasn't everyone, as some curious locals at the scene didn't quite think the little critter hanging off her umbrella was particularly cat-like. So Edna's opted to seek out an isolated area by the exit of a lava tunnel to the shoreline of Komo, a particularly rocky one where only daring children would come play.
Still, she's here for several purposes. One to cool off and find some peace and quiet for a change, but the other is to verify a nagging concern that's been eating at her since morning. It is so that bringing one boot down onto the stony surface as she takes one firm step forward, the immediate vicinity of the cavern quietly rumbled. Steadily, a series of jagged rocks begin to rise from the ground before her, but the straight formation is created a slow rhythm, and they don't come up any higher than her knee.
Her eyes narrow.]
Hmph.
[If the rumbling and shaking of the tunnel just now didn't catch anyone's attention, the next few ones might, as she'll be casting more earth-based Seraphic Artes to gauge the full strength (or lack of, honestly) of her powers. As an entity practically made of magical powers, she's definitely starting to feel the drop.]