As the busy streets of Regalia continued the normal hustle and bustle as the day began to reach its end, the faint sound of music would be heard on one of the many streets. If anyone curious enough decided to explore the sound they would approach one of the larger streets to see.
A semi large crowd would be around the spectal that was occurring at the time. Two qadir men sitting off to the side as they played the music while a faint could be felt throughout the group. Seeing as the sun was setting the sparks and dancing flames could be seen as well as light airy laugh. A rather tall songaskian women would be in front of the group but with enough space to twirl her staff. However the ends of said staff were on fire and staying lit as the lady continued to dance around.
Lumusi, the dancing flame as she liked to call herself, continued along in her dangerous dance. The fire lighting up as it licked towards her heated and exposed skin of her arms. She'd twirl the staff around her long arms before moving to swing it around the center of her body. Her stomach was left bare, her lack of clothing to make sure she didn't catch fire as she danced with fate. As the unlit area of the staff touched her skin, she let it spin around her middle before grabbing the center to continue her dance and without getting herself burned.
Twirling the staff above her head in an almost expertise type fashion she'd begin to swing her hips as she sang in Farradi. The songaskian lady kept up with her dangerous dancing before finally finishing it with a toss. Spinning on her heel before flinging up her hand to catch the staff as it came down, the flames now out. She'd give a deep bow as the passersby began to clap before going on their way. Not before giving the trio a couple of regals though.
Once the crowd had dispersed a grin would grow upon Lumusi's features as she began to put away her supplies. For she had always been one to succumb to the blazing temptations.
