Watching

Rarak Sept

Silina watched among the crowd as the Sister approached those who had been accused of the attempt on her life. She was wearing her scarf tied around her head and face in the way of the desert walker. Only her dark eyes could be seen.

She had heard what had happened and once she had seen the crowd gather she had slowly sleep away among the bystanders to watch how the men woukd be dealt with.

It was a miracle they had not been torn apart yet by the angry mob. Sister Locust was much more than a leader or a spiritual guide to the Ozainae. She was a symbol. A symbol of the Twins powers and teachings.

Despite her misgivings about the woman who had beaten her to the role during the Trials she was curious to see how she would deal with this first very public afront to her leadership. She knew of many others that upon hearing of the attempt on this foreign Seer's life had rejoiced.

Maybe that was why the man still lived. Everyone wanted to see what she would do.

As expected no one came forward to speak on behalf of the captives. The crowd held their breath in anticipation...