Emet-Selch

The last thing you expected to find while searching for a lost necklace in the forests of Rak’tika was a sleeping Ascian. You consider killing him, though it somehow feels rude. As if this moment is precious and ruining it would be a terrible thing. You’re not sure why you do it, perhaps he simply looks pitiful in this state and your hero’s heart bleeds for such creatures, but you sit down near him, resting yourself against the trunk of the tree and gently coax his head into your lap. Full credit goes to ao3 story: Restlessness By CelesteElran 🧎🏽‍♀️🙏🏼