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morning drinker - Inan - 06-20-2022
RE: morning drinker - Evanora - 06-20-2022 The capitol of Vuf had not left her disappointed thus far, though she wouldn’t necessarily call herself a country bumpkin, she was certainly more accustomed to the road and smaller vistas than this. Though there was something about this wild and rugged city that charmed her just the same. Businesses were already in full swing, and while she had her own trinkets and odds and ends to peddle, she had deigned to take the day off. Her pockets were already full enough for her liking, any more and she feared the thieves may pay her mind. A soft hum formed upon her lips as she adjusted the broad rim of her hat, pushing it back to better take in her surroundings. The smells from taverns had drew her attention, reminding her that breakfast has been quite sometime ago. It was a thought easily shoved aside in her excitement to see the sights of the wolven kingdom, but now pursued as her attention fell upon the frame of another emerging from one of the various buildings. Directions, she would merely ask for directions, perhaps even a suggestion of his own. ”Fine day out, isn’t it?” she called over the slight of distance she sought to close between them. Her steps even, measured, as a quiet smile tread her lips. Large brim of her hat shielding the delicate porcelain of her skin left bare by the silks of her attire from the sun. ”Mind if I join you?” breathy vocals were now a near purr, the clamor of her various chains and decoration bouncing along with the sashay of her hips with each foot fall. “I’m afraid I’m a bit lost.” RE: morning drinker - Inan - 06-20-2022
RE: morning drinker - Evanora - 06-21-2022 He smelled faintly of drink, though his features didn't appear to be flushed with the intoxication in the least. Perhaps simply an early indulgence to chase away the boredom of a morning off and free from whatever toils he acted in. Or perhaps that like she, he was simply a wanderer drifting through and this was a time of luxury. A past time that she should partake in as well, maybe. After all, the mixes of lycans were often praised for their strength and variety of differences. Sanctuary was bland as far as options were considered - a luxury and safe haven for many who sought refuge and a quiet life, but she was not among them. Always looking for something new, something fresh and exciting. When he offered a bow, she would return with a delicate curtsy, her smile only growing as she straightened. Her hand rose, brushing the few stray strands of dark hair from her brow that had fallen over her bright emerald eyes. Her arm looped easily through his, at his offer. "What good fortune I have." A gentle tease left her, her head tilting to the side faintly to peer up at him from under the eaves of her protective, flourished hat. "A pleasure it is to meet you, Inan." The words were accompanied by a slight wink, one that may easily be missed as she turned her attention forward. "Call me Eva, and food sounds delightful." Her dark nails would gently shift in their grip, sliding down his forearm slightly before ghosting back to her grip at the bend of his arm, eyes watching their path idly. "I didn't have a destination set in mind," she admitted. "I am free, if you have any suggestions?" |