Thread: Shifting Sands (Ren Olvry & Myn)

Sona ...... Occupation Musician Affiliation DemaciaIonia Free Height 5'6 168cm Hair Cyan Blue Eyes Cerulean Blue Persona Peaceful Myn's F-List Myn's Requests Soft delicate fingers continued to skilfully glided across the etwahl as more and more people started to gather in the village square. A brief murmur of curiosity resounding from each of the new arrivals before they too were hypnotised by the soothingly calm melody that filled their village. Forfeiting their sight, and allowing their sense of hearing to drown in the blissful sounds coming from the lone traveller, a few had started to rock their bodies back and forth in rhythm with music. Casting aside their work momentarily to indulge in a brief moment of respite. Releasing their minds from the clutches of strained livelihoods, and relaxing their overworked bodies bit by bit. The soothing aura that flowed from the musicians etwahl was a far greater leisure than most were used to, and the pleasant smiles that spread from face to face only encouraged Sona to keep going, a warm appreciative warmth spreading up her fingers and through her body as she realized that the beauty of her music couldnt be bound by cultural borders. The sounds began to soften as Sona neared the end of her musical piece, the pronounced movements of her fingers emphasizing each and every note as they were absorbed by the hearts of all whod stop to listen. Within moments the final chord would be struck, and the crowd would burst into applause, and while Sona wasnt too good with receiving all the attention without her music, she wasnt twisted enough not to appreciate the happiness of others. Unfortunately such a scene was fated not to transpire as the calm was abruptly shattered by the sound of a mortified shouts of a man off in the distance. Fear and confusion began to spread like wildfire as several people hastily tried to escape to the safety of their own abodes. Renekton Sona didnt know how many people had uttered the word in the few seconds of chaos, but whatever or whoever the word referred to commanded a much deeper influence than her music had. To her disappointment she wasnt even permitted to finish her song as a young man grabbed at her wrist. Briefly trying to drag her away to safety before giving up and fleeing the scene with haste. The once crowded village square now stood completely desolate, tumbleweed could have floated through but sooner rather than later cerulean blue fell upon the creature that had caused the people of the village so much distress. And before Sona could even lift herself off the ground the beast had lumbered its way towards her, flashing its savage teeth as it spoke down at her petite form. A.y.rr? she croaked in response to the mans fierce gaze, her voice disjointed and scratchy as her throat was quite literally parched. She grimaced a bit from the discomfort at first, but sensing something akin to concern in the reptiles voice, she smiled softly in response. Pausing a brief moment before carefully lowering her fingers over the etwahl once more, brushing her fingers over the numerous strings and letting a gentle flow of musical notes to blend seamlessly together. Shed also sensed a mild intrigue in the new comer, and whether he be man or beast, loathed or loved by the villagers. A listener was a listener and she had no reason to fear someone who had the sense to talk to her first. Thank you, Im fine though she responded, not verbally but through the sounds of her music, conveying both an aura of appreciation and assurance.