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She knew one thing about her. She was Mengyao’s friend. Meaning, she had have been like Lan, insane. No one willingly enjoyed the snark and sass from the horseman. Not unless they could dish out their own retorts back. And could deal with him and his fan and attitude and his smug face. His smug face was nearly always there.


So, without really having any intention aside from simply meting her, Lan set out to find the one known as Lifen. She was apparently an artisan by trade so, she had started out where most of the artisans and craftsmen and women were. Sadly this proved a rather fruitless endeavor, as she was unable to find her. Apparently she had missed her, but not by long. Reluctantly, Lan went over to the area where they came and went from the main ‘camp’. With luck, she’d find this Lifen sooner or later.

Why she wanted to meet Lifen was simple if selfish. She missed talking to the women of conquest and more than that, she was curious as to who could stand Mengyao just as long as she could. Mostly the curiosity. A small bow and she smiled. “Yes actually. I was hoping I might run into you. We’ve never formally met and well.” She couldn’t help but chuckle, “Mengyao spends his time with you which for anyone to be able to stand him is a feat in itself. I can’t help but wonder who else aside from me can handle him and that smug face of his so often.”

Motioning to the outside, from where she’d come Lan was unsure. “Do you have time to chat or do you have more pressing matters to attend to? Everyone if often busy with one thing or another.”

What project? Was there something that the artisans were busy with? Did they need help? How come no one told Lan? What if she could help and- Forcing herself to calm down, the horsewoman let herself relax. If the artisans were doing something, that was their job, she had her own tasks ahead of her.

Giggling, she held up a hand for a moment. "I don't think he'd like me to call him dear, though he is a most trusted friend. We often...disagree on some things, though, he's honest about such, which is more than one might say of some." A huff as she looked over, catching sight of an imperial soldier. "I worry more than I should but, I value his honesty and his ability to be forthright about it. Who else would tell me my hips look overly large in a new dress? Almost no one else."

Walking, the ones working would look up, only to pause, and then resume. One benefit of still being a noble. They assumed you had 'important business'. "If you've known him and put up with him so long, I think it was more luck for him. Luck is what has carried us this far in some ways. He's been my friend since we were children, but now... it feels like we must value what ties was have all the more. So... I wanted to meet others of our Clan and see what ties we might share."

Lan wanted friends. Friends who were not servants who would only bow and smile and say things to make her happy. True friends. The only problem was she was unsure she could make them.

A hand to her mouth, Lan giggled. "Thank you. He is very critical sometimes but, I'd rather suffer his remarks than those of some of our clan. Some nobles are rather... skilled with what details they remember. Makes more the occasional nasty reminders." Small blessing, she was pretty sure that those who remembered a certain blunder were all dead now. A pity, but they would get no tears from Lan.

"I hope, even if it is a selfish hope, that we might rise up again. We are conquest, this... temporary predicament does not suit our clan. All of us, not just those of the imperial line, are greater than this. Our history shows that we are meant for greatness. That we are destined to rule over those-" Clenching her fist, she breathed out, relaxed. "humans. It is what we were born to do."

"But let's not speak of such things. You say we should have tea and-" A smile, Lan nodded. "I would greatly enjoy that. For what this halloweentown lacks, it does have a good tea selection thank the stars. If it didn't could you imagine the fuss?" Another giggle, and Lan looked over to another member of conquest is the distance, busy setting his tea set out. "We'd be all out of sorts. How about later this week? Frightday? I might be able to find a Kumiko set by then."

Vicious, but worth it. To be at the top was a wonderful thing, and Lan relished in it. "Again, my thanks. I try to do as my lady mother and lord father would have of me. To act as one fitting the imperial line might. Though now it's just a mess to speak frankly." Tossing her hair back the noble nodded her head. "Frightday it is and you forget, a noble must always aim to impress. If we cannot impress how can we show how much better we are." A tiny fit of giggles escaped her.

"Though, it is better I try than not. I'd look terrible if I didn't do my makeup and dress properly. The line of trying to impress and simply being what we are is... much higher than most others. Habit I think."

A small bow and Lan was smiling. "I look forward to our game Lifen."