KNOXXIS

    -----     Everything was blissfully fogged. The effects of the Fire Lord’s infamous party drink had turned her previous location into a swath of vibrantly colored bodies and dancing lights amidst the partygoers. But then, the scene had vanished. Now it was just misty, an ethereal and near perpetual dark about them until her surroundings- and her fellow captives- came into focus. Synn gazed about like the rest of them. The bandaged equine was equally confused, but almost disappointed that her fun had been interrupted. Turning her green eyes to the gathered mass and the objects before them, she’d almost stepped forward to inspe

She should have stayed on the ship.      Viona, despite her better judgment, had allowed curiosity to overrule the instructions she'd been given to stay on the Bloody Siren. Since arriving in the Aquorian Mainland's proverbial belly, she'd been restless. Sam and Miles had taken it upon themselves to go to the Gutters in search of answers, and perhaps to be persuaded to an end in regards to the storm that was brewing. Not the one that was brewing in the skies, but the one that stirred between nations.. It'd been a topic that had Viona's attention from the beginning, but concern was also a factor. A nagging at her withers that something was w