Oooh wow. Second game. I’m not nervous. duh.
Ialmai looked around, unsteady. She wasn’t sure wether or not something could kill honorspren other than broken oaths, but the people around her didn’t know what honorspren really were, and if anything could kill her it would be the investiture that they were so hap-hazardly throwing around. She kept on walking, keeping her head up as though she were the queen of this place, although all she really wanted to do was hide in a corner with her head down. What had she gotten into? She should have just stayed on Roshar, even with those terrible red spren and the terrible broken oaths that had killed her siblings. She’d escaped, but now she was probably going to die anyways.
She turned to the first person she saw, folding her arms. “Lai (TJ),” she said, nodding her head “do you mind telling all of us why you aren’t a part of the heritage faction? Of course, you shouldn’t be. All the heritage faction does is spread lies about our past and squander power they don’t deserve. Now they spread lies about who they are. So just tell me, why wouldn’t you be one of them?” She unfolded her arms, smiling as though she hadn’t a fear in the world. “Don’t worry though. I do trust you. I just need some genuine discussion going on here. Speaking of which, how many of the heritage faction do you reckon are here?”
@|TJ| , I poke you!
haha welcome to ‘ash attempts to rp’ this time we have ‘let’s try not to get lynched agin’ also my rp charecter is named Ialmai, Ill for short, and she’s an honorspren who escaped roshar and started to wander the cosmere.