by Allie on Wed May 06, 2020 6:39 pm
The white feathered small wing walks down the streets of Nanthalion a pleased smile resting upon her expression having completed this most alluring assortment of errands meant to prepare their household for the next chapter of their lives "Oh but you'll love her dear, she's an absolute delight" an appointment at the imperial slave authority set the special items based upon the Flamewing's own design sent in to the general store so that the craftsmen could begin their work and of course a number of other delectable items secured from the naked bird. "Trust me you'll see, I wager that you'll get along famously" yes it was a beautiful day, each seemed to be better then the last and this she was certain would prove no exception.
From above a lovely blue jay flutters across the sky descending to street level to rest in a window sill not too far away instantly capturing the half breed's gaze and admiration only to be startled away by a loud CAW. "Really now? You aren't jealous are you Eshu?" chuckling lightly at that, yes the torian was having a conversation with her bonded familiar.. a bit silly perhaps, but then she wasn't particularly concerned about what others might think now was she. A few more steps down the road and the piercing sound came again CAW CAW CAW "What is it this time dear, a sparrow with pretty feathers? A robin perhaps?" but she would soon discover that the crow wasn't peering at another beautiful avian to compete with but instead a curious looking bulletin that hadn't been there when they'd walked down this street earlier that morning. Of course the healer had to take a look at this herself.
The white wing's eyebrow raises upon reading the words written on the parchment "Well now, *someone's* been busy" spoken in a rather dry tone "But hey, three copper.. it seems that I'm moving up in the world!" gaze turning towards the sleek crow perched beside her "No no, you're right. I ought to be worth *at least* three mehrial." One didn't exactly have to be commander of the imperial guard to surmise who was behind this little bit of nonsense, surely it was that ridiculous nomad who caused all the trouble at the inn and even more at the healing house the night before. The first in the Empire to manage to get himself barred from the house and rightfully so by her estimation, most were smart enough not to attack the very healers that would be there to save their asses after they got themselves in too deep.. and she didn't know of many who dove so deep as he, she couldn't exactly say that she was surprised.
"What? No, I can't imagine that many are daft enough to believe this nonsense" but then again she knew better than to bet against stupidity "Well yes, *of course* I'm going to take it down you silly bird" and the torian would do just that removing the obviously false decree from the side of the building. "Yes you're right, the imperial guard really ought to be made aware of this" lying was one thing, lying in the name of the Empire something else entirely "What? That psychotic moriel warlord? Are you crazy, surely we can find another to assist in this matter.. you don't want to wake up in her dungeon do you? Right, I thought not!"
She was hardly going to let a silly little thing like that ruin such a wonderful day and so humming an unnamed tune once played by the red wing she would continue down the street only to find another one of those blasted 'decrees' "Oh wonderful, he really put some effort into this didn't he?" rolling her eyes at the thought "One would think that he had something better to do." This one naturally would be removed as well but by now she realized that she was fighting an uphill battle in this regard, it was a pointless thing anyhow.. the desert bunny might be having these things plastered all about town to annoy them, perhaps distract them, but she knew better than to think that this was really his game. "We're going to have to prepare the guard, we'll have an unwanted visitor banging on our walls soon enough."
The white wing sighs, continuing down the street she spies someone approaching hand held out three coppers resting upon his palm.. she didn't say a single word to the miscreant offering only a sharp and pointed glare, it did the trick and the half breed had to admit that she took some bit of satisfaction watching him running swiftly in the opposite direction. As she expected, stupidity will always win a few. "What? Tell Theressa?! Absolutely not, do you have any idea what that woman would do?!" although the more she thought on it the more she rather liked the idea and the more she almost felt sorry for the nomad should he truly decide to cross her. Suddenly she found it rather easy to smile once more.
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