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Callum ll 4

With a little cheeky grin, Callum lifted his hand and toyed with his lip ring. There had been something so innately appealing about the piercing that he had decided to get one of his own; among many others, in much more secretive places. "Ming'we, you mean? She's doing well; better now than she's been in a while, I think."

He watched as her hand fluttered to the scar on her chest, and wondered what sort of history the two had together. Evidently not a good one...

Taking V'demhe's lead, Callum bumped into Sol with his hip and nodded out towards the crowd. "Maybe you should go look for her, hmm? I'm sure Masika would like to know where to find her mother-"

Callum was cut off by the prescence of something very...odd in the sky and the sudden turn in the crowd. Furrowing his brow, he looked up and squinted. "What...?"

Naqenni || 4

Fortunately, it seemed everyone else was otherwise in quick agreement with Nivalis as well—for their own reasons, so Naqenni saw fit to remain a pillar among them, armed, but without much to say. When Zayana, though, suggested that they need to agree upon a ‘meeting’ spot, Naqenni’s mouth opened. ‘Here,’ lingered at the tip of her tongue.

They were here, after all. It was simple. They could note the place, and meet at a recognizable time for all, like sundown—

But then, Nivalis was speaking, handing out her specific instructions for their given tasks and designating the plan for reunion and—it was more thorough than her own. Naqenni felt, for a prickle of an instant, irritation. She was the eldest, oughtn’t she have have some authority—? But as quick as the thought came, she tucked it aside. The plan was sound, and she couldn’t have asked for a more favorable set up from her own circumstances.

Kanika and Zayana were well suited to looking out for one another: young, but strong and learning fast, as well as accustomed to each other’s patterns. And she was the eldest, and very content with the task of keeping after the mystic herself while they fulfilled portions of their mission here.

So, aloud she said only:

“I will be able to see, and you-”

Her words paused, though, at a stir among the earthlings—more so than their typical gabber, and her antennae twitched, coiling sharply as she turned her head to look where the attention of the crowds seemed to have moved. The tendrils at her neck tapped before holding stiffly still.

Was that a cloud on fire?

Taijana ll 3

"Have you?" She whispered. The young archer also didn't know why his little smile annoyed her so much, but it was starting to chaff her. Was he...was he trying to mock her? She supposed she deserved it, but he was from Yael too, so why didn't he see what they couldn't...

"They're just just Yael's beliefs, Kieran; they're mine." He was so close and so warm, but it...What if he was more in line with the mainlanders than she? What if he ended up shunning their home, shunning her, just because he didn't believe?

She looked at his hand and thought over the question. For a moment she simply stood, looking at that outstretched hand, before turning her glowing eyes up to look at his own and she had her answer.

Taijana took his hand and nodded. And then there was smoke in the sky...

Callum ll 5

"You'll have to forgive him." Callum wasn't about to go into the details of the boy's past in the middle of a market, though he did understand why Sol had such an aversion to the child. Still, she was just that; a child. A little girl who could do no more harm to them than a menk. He sighed and shook his head, mentally working out how best to kick that habit of Sol's before he became old enough for those thoughts to become permanent.

His hand went instinctively to the hilt of his sword. "Sol, go with Valharii; make sure she makes it to her family safe, and let Masika know that her mother isn't alone." He made eye contact with his son before looking at the alkidike; making his position known.

Whatever was coming he knew he could count on V'demhe in battle, and he would try his best to guard her back.

Carminer - Open For Interaction

With the evening moving in, the wine family saw more interaction thanks to the migration of the patrons to the food court in the center of the market. With the new patrons, they were running a little low on their batch, which was both a blessing and a concern. If they ran out they had some spare casks, but those were for later days. Their coin was full, but he knew his sister was upset with all the free samples.

Yet those samples tended to get them sales.

Now, Carminer sent his two brothers away to get some of their heavy wines for the evening, and his sister increased the prices and restricted free samples. Word of mouth would probably ensure that others would still find them.

Carminer continued to shout and sell his wine, a wide smile on his face.

Aylin || Post 3




Aylin was so pleased when the hybrid turned to her with a smile and laughed easily with the compliment to her curls. “Thanks, I love your hair too- between the colors and the braids you make quite the statement!” It was fun being able to chit-chat lightheartedly with another girl, about the food they were excited to try, clothing that was being sold around the market, places they’d traveled to or seen along their routes here, even discovering that both were trying to walk the path of a shaman … and before she knew it dusk was approaching.


She looked to Ziel over the bowl of stew she’d purchased for dinner, an interesting affair that blended some of the edible fungi she was familiar with from Jauhar with the rich broth and meat of Tale’s Aldabuk, at the clouds rolling over the horizon. “Do you see that? It’s not like any storm I’ve ever seen in Jauhar.” Her eyes darted around the crowd as it grew more agitated with the reactions of others seeing the approaching storm. Or was it smoke? Now that it was drawing closer Aylin's skin felt tight as her apprehension of smoke and fires grew from its familiar home of doubt and fear in the back of her mind to some horrible reality that looked to be coming their way.

Eirlys - Post 5

The couple had enjoyed a rather interesting trip around a few merchant stalls. Huyana had picked out a rather lovely corset for her to wear. The ice beast charmer was more than a little pleased. She saw the archers running past them. Her gold eyes trained on their expressions. "We need to find the kids...get back to the stall...calmly." she muttered as she slowly looked up.

"As calmly as we can...try to keep those around us calm. Come on..." she slowly pushed her husband back towards their stall. Glancing to a small beast merchant that was more than a little shady. "Devi...keep your eyes on him...if he abandons those beast let me know. While your at it...convince them they'll be safe with us." she had every plan on busting that guy at the end of this market.