Miza had woken up later than she meant to. Her eyes still baggy, she sluggishly made her way through the docks. At Zhi's request, she had been getting less sleep between scouting the Arcanist's Guild and protecting Flit from his enemies. Even though she was awake, part of I'mimiza felt like she was still dreaming. Just a few days ago, she was on her way to Aldenard and now here she was slowly slipping back in to her old life with a few new twists.
In the past, she had only heard about The Heavy Handers from stories Zhi would tell her. Miza didn't know what to expect with this job. As long as Zhi was there though, she had a feeling the two of them would make it out of this alright like they always had in their "glory days."
The fog had caused her to take a couple of wrong turns at the docks. After a couple of self-inflicted smacks to the face, Miza was able to locate Zhi and Flit. She walked up to them and gave them a slight nod.
"Sorry, long night." She said in a low, hushed voice to Zhi.
In the past, she had only heard about The Heavy Handers from stories Zhi would tell her. Miza didn't know what to expect with this job. As long as Zhi was there though, she had a feeling the two of them would make it out of this alright like they always had in their "glory days."
The fog had caused her to take a couple of wrong turns at the docks. After a couple of self-inflicted smacks to the face, Miza was able to locate Zhi and Flit. She walked up to them and gave them a slight nod.
"Sorry, long night." She said in a low, hushed voice to Zhi.