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Now that Nedrima had made her decision for her near future, she decided to go shopping in the market for some things not only for her on trip but also for her siblings. There was a few things she had in her mind for each of her siblings but one of the things she was really going to be looking for was a journal for her brother Aeuri to write things down on their journey. And she and her sister Nasuri always shared a love of jewelry together. So she was looking for those two main things as well as some general traveling supplies. Nedri walked up and down the stalls trying to check all the items off her list. Her basket was already getting a little heavy and she wasn't even halfway done with her shopping! Maybe two trips would be required...that would give her more time to think of some special gifts for her other siblings! She had found a stall selling jewelry that she remembered Nasuri buying from in the past and started browsing.

Nedrima had just been picking out a nice necklace when she started hearing some whispers from people behind her. She had somewhat lost track of her surroundings as she perused the merchant's wares but not she noticed a small crowd around the merchant's stall that was next to the jeweler's. It seemed to be caused by a zenan man and upon listening for just a few moments she realized what was going on. Nedri remembered that particular clothier from the past. It had been one of the first times her mother had taken her to the market and let her wander off while she kept her distance from daughter. This man had a bias against foreigners and Nedri herself had trouble with him which caused her mother to get involved. Upon learning of her family, the man changed his song and dance.

A frown was on her face as she gently excused herself from the jeweler with a promise to return later and made her way towards the zenan. At first she wondered if she should really get involved. But it looked as if this man was newly arrived and the Oban heat must be sweltering. And if she took over the RA she'd have to deal with disagreements at some point in time.

Stepping forward, she plastered on a smile and approached the stall. Knowing she should probably try and keep good graces with the merchant as he occasionally had some rare imports, Nedri had a hard time in doing that. She owed him no loyalty, nor did she the Zenan man for that fact. Yet she couldn't just let the outsider be treated so. All obans weren't so biased anymore! "Surely it won't be an issue if this man browses a little longer. After all, it appears this is his first time in Oba, shouldn't we let him see what all we have to offer?" Nedrima raised an eyebrow at the merchant before turning and giving Rhag'na a wink the merchant wouldn't be able to see.

She smiled at the merchant as he made his concession, however, the ice man decided he didn't want to continue shopping with this particular merchant and said so. At that, she began to turn away and get back to her own shopping. She couldn't blame him for not wanting to shop there. Nedri had done what she was able and there wasn't anything wrong with that.

He called out to her to thank her, causing a large smile to reward him. "No thanks are really needed but you're welcome. I've had issues with him in the past until he found out who my family was then it was no issue of course. You made a good decision though. There's another merchant down the way who might not sell such extravagant clothing but they're well made and well priced. I think they would suit you better, if you'd like me to show you?" Nedrima offered. She had the time and it really wasn't any big deal for her.

Nedrima laughed, not at the poor Ice man but because she often felt like an inconvenience to others so the irony was not lost on her. "You're not, I assure you. Just follow me, if you get lost in the crowd I'm sure I wont have too much trouble finding you again. This way," She said kindly with a nod of her head back towards the way she had come.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Rhag'na. I'm Nedrima. I'd ask how you like Oba but judging from your appearance it doesn't seem you've been here long and if your dealings have been similar to that merchant I don't expect you've had a very good first impression." Which was a shame. Nedrima loved Oba, it was home. And while her siblings had grand adventures to go out and see the world, Nedrima never had that same wanderlust, she enjoyed where she was at and the time she spent with family. Maybe that would change when everyone went their separate ways, she thought to herself making her frown ever so slightly. "In any case," Nedri recovered her line of thought, "Perhaps I can try and improve your first opinion of Oba."

Nedrima's brows furrowed as he asked his questions on appearance. She turned towards him to regard him, her mouth quirked as she took in his appearance. Nerima walked backwards effortlessly as one could expect from a dancer. He was a rather attractive man, she decided, but no amount of changes could really help him to not stick out in Oba. He mainly stood out because of his clothing, they were so ill-fitting for the Oban weather. "Why would you think that would help? If you don't mind me saying, Rhag'na, you're like a splash of color amidst a pallet of sand colors. Why would you want to fit in when you're born to stand out?" She asked, still regarding him with a smile.

She turned around and started walking normally again, they were nearing the other merchant but still she couldn't help but continue. Appearance was something she had struggled with as a child, she was the only one among her siblings to have their mother's skin tone. It took her a long time to be okay with being different. Nedri turned and stopped this time. "Besides, not many could rock that hair or beard as good as you can."

Nedrima hadn't thought much of her comments but watched as the man blushed. Oh....it almost started making her blush as well. She absentmindedly scratched the back of her head, ruffling her hair in the process. "Not having hair on your neck is definitely something that helps." She agreed. She was just about to start onward again when he noticed her nimbleness. "Oh, I'm a dancer." She replied happily, having finally felt like she had achieved enough in her profession to be able to call herself one. "My parents own the Red Amaryllis here and I'm training to one day, hopefully, take over for my mother." Keeping the business in the family! She supposed it was good she didn't have that wanderlust so she could take over whenever none of her other siblings showed any desire in it.

The young woman couldn't help laugh, she knew the 'other' reputation her home could have. Some made it no secret while others were more discreet about their other offerings. She shrugged, "It's a place of many talents. You'll find some of the best 'entertainers' in many different disciplines there." Gesturing for him to follow her again, she continued moving. "We're not far now. It's not too difficult to navigate once you get the hang of it. Get lost once or twice or five times and you get the hang of it." She remembered getting lost a few times when she was younger and on errands. It took her so long to complete them each time but she knew each part of the city better each time. "Oh my training? No you're not keeping me from it. I was actually here buying some gifts for my siblings. They're about to head off on this grand adventure all over Tendaji, its supposed to be pretty cool I hear. I plan to set out at about the same time except I'm heading for Matori to train with one of my mother's former dancers who opened up their own business there. Hopefully I'll have lots to learn from her!"