Kiss of Darkness: Part 1--A Hint of Shadow


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Hearing Baeleth's assertion about the cloak and feeling a bit odd wearing the nightgown, she returns wearing Baeleth's cloak over the nightgown and looks much more relaxed.

"This will do till morning, Alesia. Although I would like my clothing as long as possible. I can't remember the last time I was without that clothing and not bathing in a stream or lake."

Rhaka calls Kinjon to her side - unless Kinjon is happily being comforted by another person - and nestles herself into a corner of the room, wrapping herself up tightly as she does.
 


*Alesia comes back up with the dinner, grilled quail with rich chestnut sauce, fresh pasta salad, tomato bisque soup, and a cherry torte.*

*The four companions (And Kinjon) sleep soundly through the night, and they wake up the next morning refreshed. When they call for Alesia in the morning, she comes up carrying a tray of breakfast, including fluffy golden waffles with maple syrup, strawberries, and blueberries on the side as well as several smaller pastries that can also be carried around for a snack later.*

*Another of the staff also brings up Rhaka's clothes. They are not the same set as before, but they are made to an identical fit. This set is made in the same simple style as the old one, but it is inlaid with a silvery pattern amongst the white in such a way that it matches and accentuates Rhaka's hair. Needless to say, the new clothes are pristinely clean.*
 

Rhaka looks distinctly indifferent toward the new set of clothes. She accepts them from the servant - acknowledging in her mind that she must have something to wear ... and to decline them would likely be considered rude in an establishment such as this. Secretly she vows to not spend another night here. Changing her attire, however, she hands back Baeleth's cloak. "Thank, you, Baeleth. Your cloak was comfortable, and I suppose I will treasure that for as long as it takes me to replace my fur clothing. I mean no offense to your choice of clothing, Baeleth. I merely prefer to wear the hides of the animals in the woods to this ... fabric." The word fabric demonstrates clear irritation in her voice as she pinches the material of the clothing she now wears.

Already upset, Rhaka only toys with the food brought up - and she does with body language that is obviously expressive of her irritation. Rather than eat the waffles, she merely removes a simpe handful of strawberries and washes any sauce off of them before eating a few. She is careful to save ten berries and stow them in whatever means of storage the new clothing has to offer her. She offers her waffle to Kinjon. "You might as well eat this, Kinjon. Enjoy your feast, it is fitting for an animal to eat the food here."
 

"You seem displeased? I apologise for the rudimentary set of new clothes. Your old clothes were very dirty and we couldn't finish cleaning them yet, so we had our seamstress sew this quickly working all through the night, so you would have something to wear while we finish. My apologies, my lady. We will make sure to return your clothes in perfect condition once we're finished."
 

"I honestly prefer my clothes to retain the smells of my homelands. The smell of cleansing brings gnats, while the smell of the river drives them off. It is impossible to commune with the bear when the stench of cleansers announce your presence a mile away. It is impossible to allow the snake to feel at home in your arms when the smell of cleansers frightens its flickering tongue."

There is still irritation in her voice, but it softens as she adds, "I would prefer my clothes at the earliest convenience. My clothing honors my gods. I am willing to look past this miscomunication if I can have them returned quickly. I understand the desire to remove the strength of the smell of the horse, but why would one desire to remove the smell completely is beyond me."
 

Baeleth Dawnmist, Male High Elf Swashbuckler

“No offense taken, Rhaka, I understand your preference for that which you are used to...though your new clothing does suit your colouring perfectly,” Baeleth offers, placing several waffles on a plate, before adding some of the berries and drizzling the syrup over the top, in a rather artistic arrangement. He then slowly begins to demolish his creation, as he consumes his breakfast.

“So did anyone have any ideas for more questions for Rhaka’s expectant mouse?”
 

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