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<blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 7061960" data-attributes="member: 4936"><p>The heat was already becoming uncomfortable.</p><p></p><p>Thorn paused for a moment just before entering the looming stone edifice of the Church, quickly performing a gesture of supplication before stepping in. She knew the right gestures for most of the Gods of Light. The priests had been very assiduous in that aspect of her education. It was a superstition of course...she didn't get stricken with divine bolts, or burst into holy fire, upon walking into a church.</p><p></p><p>But she did the rite anyway. Just to be sure.</p><p></p><p>Her cloak was drawn around her, the hood of it up and pulled forward. Hence the sweltering heat. It was a cruel joke at her expense that for some reason her native resistance to heat and fire didn't seem to work on her own body temperature. Thorn could reach into boiling water to pluck out a bit of meat and suffer little more than reddening on her already-orange hand...but wrap herself in so much as a cloak, or wear modest clothes, and she felt as if she were trapped in a furnace. The priests had told her that the heat was from the perilous state of her soul, but it sure felt like her body to her.</p><p></p><p>Neither could the cowl of her cloak entirely conceal the high, backwards-swept arches of the horns coming from her temples, or the dim yellow glow of her eyes. Was it any wonder she always felt out of place in a building like this, with people like these? And that was just from the strangenesses that could be SEEN. If they knew the full extent of Thorn's curse, they'd either run...or cut her down where she stood. </p><p></p><p>Not for the first time, Thorn suffered a wave of doubt. <em>This is stupid. I shouldn't be here. This the last place I should be.</em></p><p></p><p>But the alternative? Let this foul deathmage go. Would every soul he stole while she abandoned the search make a new link in the chains of her curse?</p><p></p><p>Thorn thought they might.</p><p></p><p>Fortunately, the elf and his towering Awkward was attracting most of the attention at the moment. Thorn was fine with that. She could wait for whoever was guiding this expedition to step forward. Wait, at least, for a little while...as the heat steadily built up. Reminding her always of the stakes of her venture.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Shayuri, post: 7061960, member: 4936"] The heat was already becoming uncomfortable. Thorn paused for a moment just before entering the looming stone edifice of the Church, quickly performing a gesture of supplication before stepping in. She knew the right gestures for most of the Gods of Light. The priests had been very assiduous in that aspect of her education. It was a superstition of course...she didn't get stricken with divine bolts, or burst into holy fire, upon walking into a church. But she did the rite anyway. Just to be sure. Her cloak was drawn around her, the hood of it up and pulled forward. Hence the sweltering heat. It was a cruel joke at her expense that for some reason her native resistance to heat and fire didn't seem to work on her own body temperature. Thorn could reach into boiling water to pluck out a bit of meat and suffer little more than reddening on her already-orange hand...but wrap herself in so much as a cloak, or wear modest clothes, and she felt as if she were trapped in a furnace. The priests had told her that the heat was from the perilous state of her soul, but it sure felt like her body to her. Neither could the cowl of her cloak entirely conceal the high, backwards-swept arches of the horns coming from her temples, or the dim yellow glow of her eyes. Was it any wonder she always felt out of place in a building like this, with people like these? And that was just from the strangenesses that could be SEEN. If they knew the full extent of Thorn's curse, they'd either run...or cut her down where she stood. Not for the first time, Thorn suffered a wave of doubt. [i]This is stupid. I shouldn't be here. This the last place I should be.[/i] But the alternative? Let this foul deathmage go. Would every soul he stole while she abandoned the search make a new link in the chains of her curse? Thorn thought they might. Fortunately, the elf and his towering Awkward was attracting most of the attention at the moment. Thorn was fine with that. She could wait for whoever was guiding this expedition to step forward. Wait, at least, for a little while...as the heat steadily built up. Reminding her always of the stakes of her venture. [/QUOTE]
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