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Post by Mishaw Ekrodian on Jan 3, 2011 19:58:30 GMT -5
1. Open to anyone
2. Make sure to have fun
3. posting order, 2 days and your skipped
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A woman wearing a long, bear fur cloak walked the streets of the market district. She appeared to be walking aimlessly unless one looked closely. Her grey blue eyes drifted from shop to shop, searching the windows and the signs for the shop that she wanted. She smelled distincly of wild flowers and rosemary, though it was difficult to tell if she was wearing perfume or if the scent was a perfume or coming from the bulging sack that she had hanging from her left shoulder. Her right hand came up to brush her short blonde hair from out of her view. Mishaw hated coming this far away from the pack, but she needed supplies that the forest couldn't offer her. Like stitches.
With a small smirk, she remembered the last time that she had tried to make her own stitches. She had tested them on herself of course, and they had torn the first time that any stress had been put on them. Mishaw pulled the hood back a bit to allow her better view of the different shops. She didn't need to be too careful, just enough that she wasn't recognized for what she was.
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Post by Zoshi Vaika on Jan 3, 2011 20:06:18 GMT -5
So this was Cados. Her gray eyes drifted from one shop stall to the other, the soft clanking of armor plates following her movement. At the moment, her helmet was off, tucked beneath her arm allowing her short brown hair to show. It wasn't often that she took off her helmet when outside, but being that this was the first time she had entered the city, she didn't want her vision impaired by it. It was certainly something, this city... Bigger than Riyer at any rate.
She wandered the market before her freckled nose wrinkled, catching a rather fragrant smell. Hm? What was that exactly? She moved toward it, only to almost bump into the woman giving off the scent. "Oh, I beg your pardon, Miss."
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Post by Lumikki Piirka on Jan 3, 2011 20:38:10 GMT -5
The river of people made sure to give a wide berth to the young woman, who still seemed mostly happy dragging her heavy coffin behind. Although maybe it was the fact that /someone/ was in the coffin now that made her feel just a little more self-conscious about it. A few years ago, she couldn't have cared less what people thought.
After some more time spent on and off the road, the werecat was content to return to the big city. Talking to travelers that were just as quirky was nice, but again, the city had food and drink that was just more flavorful than what one could find out in the wild, and it wasn't as though the carpenter's daughter was a cook at all.
She caught the smell of something nice, like flowers and the forest, except more homey, like what her mother used to put out on the shelves. Lumi hastily and excitedly dragged the coffin after her quick gait, turning around a corner. People, people, people, two particular people; was that what the smell was coming from? And what was more, she recognized the armor-clad woman. Lumi smiled and bounded over, scratches and drags signalling her presence as she approached the two. Mmmm, flowers and rosemary. "Hi!"
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Post by Mishaw Ekrodian on Jan 3, 2011 20:50:13 GMT -5
Mishaw smiled brightly when the first woman ran into her. She looked the woman over quickly and held up a hand. "Don't apologize, really, twas no problem at all." She knew that her heavy accent might make it difficult for the other to understand, so she spoke slowly. Then another ran up to them and she smiled at the more wild looking woman. This ginger smelled like a werecat, something that she knew she should look out for. "Why hello there miss. Would either of you be able to point me to the nearest healing supply shop? I am running a bit low on my wares and need to find some place that supplies what I need." She smiles playfully at the both of them. Then holds out her delicate hand. "I am Mishaw Ekrodian, a pleasure to meet the both of you." Mishaw moved her other hand to push back her hair again, grey eyes sparkling out from behind it.
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Post by Zoshi Vaika on Jan 3, 2011 21:00:27 GMT -5
"I'm afraid I can be of no help to you there." Zoshi shook her head slowly. "I have not been to Cados before now. I am Zoshi Vaika, from the small town of Riyer, you see. Pray tell me, you are a healer, but a healer to whom? Not from Cados I'd suspect." Her eyes traveled as the werecat with a coffin showed up. Oh, her again? "Ah, so we meet again, Miss. A fine day to be out dragging your coffin along, I suppose?" The woman must be insane, surely. A pity that.
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Post by Lumikki Piirka on Jan 3, 2011 21:12:43 GMT -5
Naturally Lumi had taken no care to disguise her scent, and why would she? But besides the smell of hawthrone, there was also that sickly sweet smell of vampire that was drifting from the coffin. The werecat smiled at the armored woman, "How'd your mission go?" Probably hadn't found anything, if she was back in one piece. Crazy lady, going to the mountain.... At the good-smelling woman's question, she paused to rack her brain for any signs of a healing shop. ....What had those signs even said? "Don't really know where the healing shop is..." she said, staring at Mishaw's extended hand. After a moment of consideration, she took the delicate hand in her rougher own, "I'm Lumi."
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Post by Mishaw Ekrodian on Jan 3, 2011 23:30:45 GMT -5
Mishaw chuckled at the both of them and shrugged, she shook Lumi's hand firmly and smiled at her. "Ah well, too bad. Guess I can always go looking around, I was sure that there was one somewhere around here." While shaking Lumi's hand she caught drift of the vampiric smell that drifted from the coffin. Her nose curled instantly and she snorted. "Why are you carring that in there?" She asks incrediously. Not actually believing that a werecat would bring a vampire into any town. She takes a step away from the coffin and Lumi and then looks at Zoshi. "I am the shaman of my people. The werewolf pack in Nualas." She says with a small shrug, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary. Then smiles at both girls. "Well, shall we walk around trying to find my supply shop? Or shall we just stand here looking silly?" Mishaw chuckles softly, her hand ruffling her hair.
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Post by Zoshi Vaika on Jan 4, 2011 14:42:40 GMT -5
"There's a problem with being human, and that's that I can't sense vampires like the wereanimals do." Zoshi shook her head at Lumi for a moment. "Perhaps after my visit in Cados I will search out a wereanimal who would wish to accompany me on my searches." When the healer spoke- a werewolf apparently- she looked toward her with a smile. "Oh, a werewolf? Truly? How interesting. I would gladly accompany you to wherever you wish to go."
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Post by Lumikki Piirka on Jan 5, 2011 0:18:21 GMT -5
Considering Zoshi's strong negative disposition against vampires, Lumi was just short of paling when Mishaw seemed to get a whiff of what was inside the coffin. Alright, so the blonde wasn't human. Her appearance looked catty, so if Lumi had to guess.... Anyway, Zoshi didn't seem to take in Mishaw's comment about the coffin, so that was something to be thankful for, she guessed. "It's not like I have a pack to put it in. That'd just be silly!" And inhumane! She chuckled, but the humor quickly dried from her face when the healer disclosed her race. A wolf. Greeeaat. Not that she had had any bad experience with werewolves in her lifetime, but they seemed to be an uptight bunch.
Zoshi totally wasn't uptight, though, she was just dedicated. And she was funny.
Lumi moved her head from side to side, considering Zoshi's game plan for her vampire hunt. "You can always just tell people to show you their teeth," she suggested to the paladin, gesturing for the other two to lead the way. It wasn't like she knew where she was going!
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Post by Mishaw Ekrodian on Jan 5, 2011 12:24:46 GMT -5
Mishaw smiled at Zumi and nodded. Then looked at Lumi as she said she couldn't keep the vampire in a pack. Mishaw's smile brightened considerably. "Why, that is true I guess. Would be much too squished in there. Wouldn't warm to harm such a cuddly creature." She teases with a small chuckle. Then winks at Zumi. When the others either stated or motioned for them to get going, she nodded. "Well, I am sure that I would be glad to have your company while in the city Zoshi, and you and your little pet Zumi. Just make sure to keep it on a short leash." She smiles again and starts to walk forward, pushing the hood of her cloak off of her head and absently straightening her hair. Grey eyes focusing once more on the signs.
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