Kai's Memories
Once a small goblin, now something else.
First Impressions
Somehow, she sees the leshy first. She knows of them vaguely though she's never met one, stories of flowers and mushrooms who live and breathe like humanoids.
Everything about her is unfamiliar, from distant lands she's never known. But she recognizes the pieces. A cactus with bright desert flowers blooming from her, two large eyes, an endlessly black night sky set against red moons.
Everything in the way she carries herself is unsure. But there is strength behind those flowers and spines, the hands that reach out to her and call her along.
Her eyes lift to him, standing apart. An orc or half-orc, green skin paler than her own. Even across the street she has to tip her head to look up at him.
He scowls down at her with his arms crossed. She's used to that look, the silent accusation, but there isn't malice or cruelty in it. Just distrust.
He's tall, taller than anyone else she's ever met. And standing there in shiny scalemail with a huge glaive strapped across his back, she almost feels afraid.
But the leshy, who she already finds herself trusting before she even opens her mouth, was walking alongside him. So she follows without thinking, without knowing what she's started.