Kessicia wasn’t sure what had happened, but she knew one thing well enough – it had made her feel good.
After her retrieval of the iLac from the Neutral Grounds, she had come across a poor unfortunate man walking the road. He had been quick to take to her natural appeal and since she was feeling a bit low from having had her magic temporarily shut off, she had wanted to feel attractive again. She had convinced the man to go with her behind a boulder to help figure out her iLac… along with other things. And it had been at the climax of those other activities that something strange had happened.
She’s apparently swallowed his soul. She’d felt it leave his body and merge with hers, remembering that feeling from when the succubus had attempted it on her. The warmth of the soul had filled her stomach with a heat that ran through her veins and invigorated every inch of her. The body, interestingly enough, was still alive as she took the time to examine it. He simply lay there, his face completely blank as he stared up at the sky above. Still alive but nothing but a fleshy husk. How… strange.
After that, Kessicia had continued her journey back towards the major cities of Fiore. Somewhere along the lines, she had found herself following a trail along the border of Bosco. She didn’t know much of the neighboring country but she also felt no desire to enter it, at least not yet. In time, she would surely walk across the lands and begin to expand her power and influence… but she needed to establish those first. So on she walked, taking her time and enjoying the freedom to just go where she pleased.
She found herself walking along a trail that was heading up a hillside. Before her iLac disconnected from the lacrimanet, she checked to see where her position was. Apparently she was still along the border of Bosco, heading up to a landform called… the Serene Cliff. It was, according to the net, a truly beautiful spectacle of nature. It was a long running cliff that looked out over the sunset and there were several spots along the cliffside that would reflect and retract the light, creating a dazzling display of colors and light. Sounded like a perfect place to camp out for the night and, if she were lucky, she’d find some soul that felt the same way. As luck would have it, it seemed fate was on her side this night. She spotted the thin, billowing stream of smoke rising from a fire and approached it without hesitation, not bothering to hide her advance.
“Good evening,” she greeted the woman before her. “I was wondering if I might share your fire for a while.”