Emberflame Ridge At night he becomes a bartender

@Haizel

A quick trip across the marsh was what Lilia had wanted- but following a thunderstorm that swept in over the mountain, the footing became loose and tiresome, and each step the mud became a struggle. Lightning arced across the sky, forking down and crackling as it lashed toward the ground like a whip. Alone, in the middle of a marsh, Lilia had felt quite vulnerable- but it seemed the lightning was drawn more to the forests along the mountains. 

Curious to see if it had actually touched down anywhere, Lilia began to explore the foothills in the soft rain that followed. The thunder had moved toward the coast where it rumbled in the distance, but threatened her no longer. She could smell the faint scent of smoke, and could see a faint line of it rising up from the forest. Occasionally she could see it through the forest canopy, noting with some sense of comfort that the smoke had begun to turn pale and wispy- indicative that whatever fire had been put out by the rain. Still- she wanted to see what it looked like, when lightning hit the ground, and continued moving toward the effected area.