Festival of Lights
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Leena had never met an elf of this stranger’s – Bajie’s – bearing. Of course, most other elves she had met before coming to Arlathan had been servants like herself. She gawped at him in silence for the span of a minute, barely keeping up as he launched into pitching some sort of scheme. Antiva? Wasn’t that so terribly far away?

“Oh, hello. Yes, I know there’s no paper.” She produced a handkerchief from her pocket and dabbed at her runny nose. It was never good to be caught out of sorts, especially by a man. And yet.

It was strange. Bajie’s good cheer seemed so genuine that she found herself wanting to trust him. She stood up, a little surprised to find he wasn’t so much taller than she was – perhaps a couple inches and a good deal broader, muscular beneath his bulk. If he wasn’t a danger to her personally, it seemed hard to imagine anyone pushing this man around. Or her, by extension.

“Okay. I’m Leena. You said you know someone that can get us the paper? Good stuff that won't fall apart?” She moved to follow him, glancing about a little aimlessly. It was hard not to feel rather underprepared for an international trip – but then, she had few belongings to begin with.

“How can I help? Won’t we miss the festival by weeks if we go all that way? Where in Antiva are we going, anyway?”

@Bajie


Messages In This Thread
Festival of Lights - by Leena Craynore - 07-28-2024, 05:46 PM
RE: Festival of Lights - by Bajie - 09-20-2024, 04:27 PM
RE: Festival of Lights - by Leena Craynore - 12-09-2024, 11:25 AM
RE: Festival of Lights - by Bajie - 12-18-2024, 06:02 PM
RE: Festival of Lights - by Leena Craynore - 02-05-2025, 02:44 PM
RE: Festival of Lights - by Bajie - 02-08-2025, 09:38 AM