[hr][hr][h1][color=goldenrod][center]Valona “Norsa” Norsys[/center][/color][/h1][hr][hr][color=goldenrod][b]Location:[/b][/color] North of Salarn in the region of Gorlf, on the road and at the side of the road (ahead of the current main group)
[color=goldenrod][b]Actions:[/b][/color] Yelling, Arguing, (Intermittent) Cussing, Throwing Shit.
[color=goldenrod][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Herself, Herself and what appears to be, you guessed it, herself.[hr] The day had been fine up until the moment that the sun stopped shining and the clouds rolled in. Valona was huddled beneath her cloak in the crook of a tree in a vain attempt to keep the sodden skies off of her body. It wasn’t working.

[color=goldenrod]“Well this is just a great idea that I’ve had, yes. Absolutely gosh darn fabulous so it is…”[/color] Her voice trailed off as she began muttering to herself, her knees curling up towards her chest as she slipped her hands underneath them.

[color=goldenrod]“What the blooming hell do you mean it’s my fault?! YOU ARE THE ONE THAT DECIDED WE HAD TO COME TO SALARN!”[/color] Her head poked out from beneath her hood and her face was turning red. Her nose was crinkled in indignation and her eyes glared at an empty spot in the air.

[color=goldenrod]“IT ISN’T MY FAULT THAT THE RAIN CAME AROUND! I’M NOT A BLOOMING DRUID!”[/color] A small stone went flying through the air at the spot that Valona had been staring at. Her hair at the front of her hood at become sodden now and she screeched in irritation as she swatted the drenched strands out of her eyes.

Standing upright, she stomped her feet in the mud furiously. The brown ick splashed up her boots and trousers and she muttered under her breath again. Kicking some of the mud into the air, another stone went flying from her hand… straight into nothingness yet again. Anyone travelling along this way that would see her would imagine she was stark raving mad.

[color=goldenrod]“I swear to whatever powers that be, if you come near me I will blast you into ashes!”[/color] Her hands rose up as she began swatting away at the sky. She looked as if she was chasing off a fly in her general vicinity but… there was no buzzing noise to be heard. After a solid minute of her hands flailing around her head and body, Valona sighed and rolled her eyes. [color=goldenrod]“I wouldn’t have went down that route exactly, but I guess we got the message across.”[/color] 

Wandering from the crook of the tree, Valona began to try and traverse her way down the embankment towards the main road. Travelling through the trees was going to be much too difficult considering the weather so she unstrapped her trusty quarterstaff and began to use it as a lever to hold while she gently slipped and slid her way down the muddy ridge. That is until her quarterstaff decided it didn’t want to sink into the mud because of some stupid boulder and Valona went tumbling down the small hill like a god damn sausage, her staff rolling down behind her.

Slapping onto the road with a wet thud, she lay on her back with her staff resting beneath her back, the water pouring down onto her muddy face and clothing as she lay dazed from her sudden fall. Her eyebrows knitted together as her face turned scarlet. [color=goldenrod]“This is why you’re fucking supposed to let me take the lead WHEN WE ARE DOING FUCKING PHYSICAL SHIT, YOU DUMB BINT!”[/color] Her voice screamed out, breaking as it grew louder at the end. For a small, gentle looking creature she had a set of lungs and a mouth on her.

Any normal functioning creature would want to get up and off of the road, but apparently not this one. Instead she remained flailing, her arms and legs beating on the road. Kicked up puddles and splashes of dirt covered any remaining part of her that was not covered in muck. A shrill scream erupted from her as she began grabbing balls of mud and threw them this way and that at random areas of the sky. [color=goldenrod]“NO YOU CANNOT FUCKING HELP ME FEEL BETTER! I AM PERFECTLY FINE! No you’re not. YES I AM! Says the woman lying in the middle of the road in the pouring rain, amongst the puddles and the mud. I DO WHAT I WANT, WOMAN! DO NOT TEST ME! I SAID NO! GOD. FUCKING. DAMN. IT.”[/color] Each punctuated word was met with a thrown handful of grime sprayed in the air again.

Not two seconds later, the screaming woman on the road burst out into laughter. It was a high and melodic sounding laugh that sounded positively joyful. Her hands wrapped around her sides as he laughed more and more, her breathing becoming more difficult as she began to hiccup and gasp for air between each chortle that she made.

If there were any good people around and saw her, they would be very confused and probably concerned for her sanity. Her fists were pounding into the ground now as she continued laughing, her knees sinking into the softened road as she struggled to breathe.[hr]