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Rana ducked awkwardly as she was walked over. Jeez speckle guy, get better friends why don't you? she beat a foot against the beads and knocked them off onto the rabbit girl's foot. good enough.

Zak reached down and thoughtfully itched behind the tall ears of his dog. "I don't think we need any beads, but I do think I see a way out" he twirled the strands on his hand and walked into the gloom away from the light of the fire which he no longer found as comforting after the old lady's speech.
Zak first sought out Caroline's wagon and draped the pink beads on her door then went back to rusting canvas and put the beads on a hook inside for Ki to find there. with that done he crawled under the wagon to his blanket.
"Rana, c'mon Rana! be a good doggie"
Rana obediently crawled on her belly under the wagon and lay down with a whuff, Zak snuggled up to her warm fur and there they both fell sound asleep.

Baptiste rolls one of the deep green beads between his fingers. "Thank you, m'lady," he says with another bow. "I'll treasure it always." He takes his seat again between the other musicians. Glancing toward the dark-complexioned man to his right, he offers a strand of his red beads. "Here. Take them, brother. My name is Baptiste."
[that was at Veshie, incase anyone could get Veshy and Volty mixed up.]

Solas sits on the fire-warmed ground between his sister's feet, playing happily with his beads. Rojiza had given him a strand of her green beads to play with as well.

[So I can keep track:
Caroline: 3 yellow
Ro: 1 green, 2 gold, 1 blue (Zak), 1 white (Ani)
Solas: 1 gold, 1 green (Ro)
Baptiste: 2 red, 1 green (Tamlin)]

Baptiste smiles warmly. "A pleasure." Turning to the violinist on his left, he offers another red strand. "Would you like a strand of these, brother?"


Ro smiles and dips her head in thanks. She pulls off a gold strand and gives them to Ani.

Tsura looked around slowly at the assembled gypsies. Some she knew most she didn't and yet the dark haired woman took Valelldia's words to heart, whether she would grow to like them all or not during her travels with the caravan they were her family now and she needed to get closer to them. It was time to cast aside any worries she had and be social.

The firelight made the 4 strings of amber beads around her neck glitter. The young woman drew her fingers over them and stood , looking for someone not already distracted to talk to.

Spotting a man closer to the fire Tsura smiled warmly and walked towards him. The young wasn't sure who this man was having not seen him aroudn in the short time she'd been with caravan. He had dark hair, well his bangs were dark anyways the rest of his hair was hidden by a strange looking hood.

A strand of the amber coloured beads in her one hand she extended it to the stranger " Hello, I'm Tsura, and you brother?"


Berit didn't understand the purpose of the shiny non edibles around her neck. They were a soft pink and interesting in their own way but they were not food and the small quail had no real idea why they'd been put on her. Bored of basking in the fire's heat Berit scurried away to investigate the crowd, hoping to find food.

(Tsura: 3 amber,
Berit: 1 pink)

Berit looked up with beady eyes at the small yet large one touching her, they offered no food but weren't hurting her either. The young female quail gave a soft coo and ruffled her feather shaking the strand of beads that lay upon her. Maybe this one would take them away.

Maurice had stood back. There was a funny stiffness and quiet - but he was loosening all the same. The smile to cross his face was wide, if not pleasantly observant of the colors and festivities. It was a new sense of home.

His thoughts had wandered to and fro like the flicker of the flame as his fingers seemed to twiddle with each other. He had contemplated taking a step forward, and, in fact, had before something had caught him completely off guard. His mouth had opened; a slight noise had crossed him, though scarcely loud. Once he had looked up, he had noticed that there was a young woman standing there before him. For a brief moment, he had gaped at the extended hand. The surprise had began to wane sluggishly. Once it had passed, he had inhaled a breath, grinning loosely as he too extended his hand to Tsura. Nothing more than an introduction.

"My name is Maurice."

"Thank you," She replied as she hung the necklace around her neck, "My name is Anezka, and that woman over there is my mother, Leshya'e" She pointed over her shoulder, then reached for the puppy, letting him smell her hand before petting him. "Do you have any family with you? Or are you a lone traveler?"