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“Shamisen, it’s from above ground.” Jysayne eyes fell back to the roughly banjo shaped instrument in his lap, hand gripping the bachi slightly as the women settled herself on the crate. Slowly he calmed as she did nothing but chuckle and toss the long mass of silky bright hair. His fingers left the oddly shape pick use to play the instrument.

“It is a pleasure to meet you Jaeden sama; I am Jysayne but if you wish,” he paused eyes crinkling slightly in amusement. “I am also called Kai.”

Part of him was beginning to wonder if the female talking to him was a bit simple or teasing him. Or both, since it was quite obvious he was not running a shop. He was waiting for her, his matron to leave the shop.

“Waiting,” he answered lifting the bachi and returning to the instrument plucking a slight melody from the three strings. “Mistress did not see fit to tell me what was sold here.” Though it had to be something special for her to come down personally instead of sending a slave, and bring him along. He hummed softly along with the soft notes.

It seemed as if the other girl were an inhabitant of the city then. That put Isilmi more at ease than she had been when she had first seen the girl looking at her. The idea that an inhabitant of the city would bother to harm her, someone from Menzoberranzan, was rather rather unlikely. It was rather unlikely as well that someone had hired a killer to dispose of her here. While it would be easier for her to be killed far from her home, where there was less recourse and less chance for the killer to be found, there was little reason to go to such lengths. Her mother had four daughters other than her, all older and two true priestesses.

“You are very perceptive, lle'warin.” She said, feigning extra esteem. She knew that she didn’t look particularly native, but the girl, who wore jewelry and furs, seemed to be from a noble house. What noble house and how high up Isilmi couldn’t tell, but when you were a lower class noble drow in a city not your own it never hurt to make friends with any noble from said city. Or at least kiss up to them. “Indeed I am not from Guallidurth. I am a visitor here from Menzoberranzan. I am guessing that you are from Guallidurth, and not one from the lower class either.”

Dhann'Dra's brow quirked slightly at the compliment, and started watching the drow before her with more caution. It was very possible that this one particular person wasn't quite right, but chances are she was just like every other drow. That meant that her words weren't very sincere.

Then the other female's reasoning came to point, and the petite native nearly smiled. "I am of Barri'Neld, 14th house of Guallidurth." 14th wasn't too shabby, but it wasn't anything close to what they had been. The Menzoberranzan native wouldn't know that, of course. For all the second daughter knew, this other woman had no idea of the particular intrigue of the Yathtallar's city.

Choosing to change topics before her family's background was questioned further, she looked the woman before her straight in the eye. "You're a ways from home, what brings you?" In truth, Dhann'Dra knew nothing of this other city, but she didn't really feel it was prudent to let that slip.

Jaeden's eye's became wide like saucers when she realized her mistake,"Kia, I-i'm sorry! I-I only assumed you were because of the whole mistress thing! Oh God, i'm sorry! Really I am!" She smakced her forehead with the palm of her right hand," Guh! I'm sorry! I really shouldn't have said that! And I really shouldn't assume such things."
Her cheeks began to burn crimson,"Kai, I know we just met but I don't want you to hate me from start! Geez, I really am bad at making friends." Jaeden sighed heavily as she pushed the glimmering mass of silver-white hair obehind her.

Isilmi imedeatly tensed. Drow did not offer to be of use to other Drow without wanting something else out of the agreement. Normally it was something worth much more than what the first Drow had gained. While she was apprehensive to tell the other Drow woman much about herself, she knew that she could tell her the basics without much fear of being called upon later. Besides, she could always turn down any help that the woman could offer her by claming that she didn’t need any such help, that she was more than capable of taking care of herself.

“I am Isilmi Kezifrn, youngest daughter of house Kezifrn of Menzoberranzan. I am a yathrin, as I have already said, and I am here to learn.” Isilmi allowed a to slide onto her lips. “Would you like to tell me about yourself and let me see if I could be of use to you?”

"Ah! Well, I'm stupid at times, I really shouldn't assume such things." She laughed lackadaisically as she tugged on a strand of stray hair critically. She stifled a sigh," I'm sorry if i'm bothering you I just have this fetish to talk to people whenever I can. You see, I always travel so I try to atleast make one friend per city or town so that way, I won't feel so alienated if I ever revisit the city." A creeping pink invaded Jaeden's cheeks," You must think i'm strange but, it's just the way I am." She sighed once more.

Letting out a soft sigh of relief a smile returned to Jeaden's lips," I travel wherever my work takes me." She said with a confirmative nod,"I've been all over the place just about." Her smile some-what faded,"It does get quite exhausting at times though, having to move all over the place and not being able to stay long." She twiddled with her fingers bit," Though seeing all the sights of different places really is exciting!" Jeaden added.