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<blockquote data-quote="Arcturion" data-source="post: 3736168" data-attributes="member: 54632"><p><strong>1.0 Darksail Argosy</strong></p><p></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">Eltera tried her best to enjoy the walk and the day. It wasn't often that she could actually find some semblance of freedom to move openly through a city, even if under the guise of her hood. Her hair was not free to the wind, but it was still a beautiful day and she tried her best to smile with it. </span></p><p> <span style="color: LemonChiffon"></span></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">Rentiki's company surprisingly helped. While she was often questionable of new people, the Daoshan possessed a natural charm. Perhaps it was wrong and perhaps he would backstab her at an appropriate opportunity . . . </span></p><p> <span style="color: LemonChiffon"></span></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">The Svari forced the thoughts away. The memories of Nyctalinth and her Svari brethren often brought her back to thoughts and judgments she did not wish to revisit. The surface world held no small amount of violence, lies, and evil, but it also possessed light and laughter. And, sometimes, Eltera even managed to find a friend. </span></p><p> <span style="color: LemonChiffon"></span></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">She had not had someone to speak with since parting with Tanius and Dusduana. Ivar had rebuked and belittled her, even if 'politely', at every chance he garnered. Rentiki was not Tanius and she certainly would not yet share her truth, but someone who took a person at their word and did not pry into every detail and was a welcome acquaintance. For seemingly no reason in relation to the talk of the moment, Eltera gave Rentiki's arm a friendly squeeze. The Svari smiled beneath her hood, though she did not know of Rentiki could see it. She felt certain, though, that the man knew it was there.</span></p><p> <span style="color: LemonChiffon"></span></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">Talk of her surprising understanding of Akunduin, whatever language that might be, forced her to silently curse herself. This new ability was unnerving at best and mind numbing at worst. Above everything, it would take some time to grow accustomed to it. </span></p><p> <span style="color: LemonChiffon"></span></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">The Svari again lied, trying to feign some mediocre of a painful memory, "I spent some time as a chamber girl. I had a lice infested blanket by a fire, a brush, and a piss pot that needed cleaning. The man to whom I was charged spoke that tongue. I learnt some of it, including numerous derogatory terms for women." Quickly, Eltera tried to bring some joy back into the conversation, giving him no time for a reply, "But that was then and this is now. Today, I spend my time trying to save one life a day. Usually it's my own, though."</span></p><p> <span style="color: LemonChiffon"></span></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">Memories of Mt. Auriel were almost as painful as her homeland and they tasted even more bitter since she could only recall bits and pieces of her time there. It was like trying to look at the sky while looking down at a shattered mirror that was spread over the floor. Not only was the view broken but the clouds kept moving. There was no continuity or true sense to her memories there, as if they belonged to someone else. She was only certain that she had been there near when the catastrophe had occurred.</span></p><p> <span style="color: LemonChiffon"></span></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">But she still forced herself to listen, hoping that something in Rentiki's words might open the dam that was blocking her memories. As painful as it might be to know the truth, she felt certain it was worse than not knowing. With knowledge, she might be able to make right some of her wrongs.</span></p><p> <span style="color: LemonChiffon"></span></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">They continued to the crowd. The throng of people along the dock was a sight of itself and Rentiki's bulk was a welcome advantage to her small stature. The lithe Svari would have found a vantage point in another manner, but took the escort through the crowd. She made certain to keep her free hand near her purse as she brushed along people. Getting to their view, she was thankful her hood and hair had stayed in place.</span></p><p> <span style="color: LemonChiffon"></span></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">The vessels cut through the water as anger howled from the crowd. A shadow even passed over Rentiki's usually bright features. As much as the crowd worried and her Daoshan escort frowned, Eltera felt curious beyond any stretch. She could remember the Hrundi in some relation to Auriel. There were a few names on the tip of her tongue that still eluded her, like trying to find scoop a drink of water with a fork</span></p><p> <span style="color: LemonChiffon"></span></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">She spoke lightly, her voiced tinged with curiosity and hope, "Let us go see these new visitors. Do you know where they might put to dock? You will find another tale to tell the gods when you drink alongside them - you witness the first time the Hrundi stepped in Drace in peace."</span></p><p> <span style="color: LemonChiffon"></span></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">The words of their first peaceful visit was a bluff. She kew almost nothing of the Hrundi, but hoped it might prod him into action. Basing her words against the crowd's reaction, there might be arms drawn yet. Nonetheless, she wished to see these Hrundi being brought in under armed escort.</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Arcturion, post: 3736168, member: 54632"] [b]1.0 Darksail Argosy[/b] [COLOR=LemonChiffon]Eltera tried her best to enjoy the walk and the day. It wasn't often that she could actually find some semblance of freedom to move openly through a city, even if under the guise of her hood. Her hair was not free to the wind, but it was still a beautiful day and she tried her best to smile with it. Rentiki's company surprisingly helped. While she was often questionable of new people, the Daoshan possessed a natural charm. Perhaps it was wrong and perhaps he would backstab her at an appropriate opportunity . . . The Svari forced the thoughts away. The memories of Nyctalinth and her Svari brethren often brought her back to thoughts and judgments she did not wish to revisit. The surface world held no small amount of violence, lies, and evil, but it also possessed light and laughter. And, sometimes, Eltera even managed to find a friend. She had not had someone to speak with since parting with Tanius and Dusduana. Ivar had rebuked and belittled her, even if 'politely', at every chance he garnered. Rentiki was not Tanius and she certainly would not yet share her truth, but someone who took a person at their word and did not pry into every detail and was a welcome acquaintance. For seemingly no reason in relation to the talk of the moment, Eltera gave Rentiki's arm a friendly squeeze. The Svari smiled beneath her hood, though she did not know of Rentiki could see it. She felt certain, though, that the man knew it was there. Talk of her surprising understanding of Akunduin, whatever language that might be, forced her to silently curse herself. This new ability was unnerving at best and mind numbing at worst. Above everything, it would take some time to grow accustomed to it. The Svari again lied, trying to feign some mediocre of a painful memory, "I spent some time as a chamber girl. I had a lice infested blanket by a fire, a brush, and a piss pot that needed cleaning. The man to whom I was charged spoke that tongue. I learnt some of it, including numerous derogatory terms for women." Quickly, Eltera tried to bring some joy back into the conversation, giving him no time for a reply, "But that was then and this is now. Today, I spend my time trying to save one life a day. Usually it's my own, though." Memories of Mt. Auriel were almost as painful as her homeland and they tasted even more bitter since she could only recall bits and pieces of her time there. It was like trying to look at the sky while looking down at a shattered mirror that was spread over the floor. Not only was the view broken but the clouds kept moving. There was no continuity or true sense to her memories there, as if they belonged to someone else. She was only certain that she had been there near when the catastrophe had occurred. But she still forced herself to listen, hoping that something in Rentiki's words might open the dam that was blocking her memories. As painful as it might be to know the truth, she felt certain it was worse than not knowing. With knowledge, she might be able to make right some of her wrongs. They continued to the crowd. The throng of people along the dock was a sight of itself and Rentiki's bulk was a welcome advantage to her small stature. The lithe Svari would have found a vantage point in another manner, but took the escort through the crowd. She made certain to keep her free hand near her purse as she brushed along people. Getting to their view, she was thankful her hood and hair had stayed in place. The vessels cut through the water as anger howled from the crowd. A shadow even passed over Rentiki's usually bright features. As much as the crowd worried and her Daoshan escort frowned, Eltera felt curious beyond any stretch. She could remember the Hrundi in some relation to Auriel. There were a few names on the tip of her tongue that still eluded her, like trying to find scoop a drink of water with a fork She spoke lightly, her voiced tinged with curiosity and hope, "Let us go see these new visitors. Do you know where they might put to dock? You will find another tale to tell the gods when you drink alongside them - you witness the first time the Hrundi stepped in Drace in peace." The words of their first peaceful visit was a bluff. She kew almost nothing of the Hrundi, but hoped it might prod him into action. Basing her words against the crowd's reaction, there might be arms drawn yet. Nonetheless, she wished to see these Hrundi being brought in under armed escort.[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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