[ 'Die again,' he said. Now isn't that a curious word choice! And equally curious apparel. And -- well, his manner reminds her somewhat of a great bear newly awakened with a thorn in each paw, but that sort of reality has never kept her from walking through the figurative den. The man is a curiosity all around and hers is certainly piqued as she applies another generous lick to her floral patterned ice cream and allows her feet to carry her forward.
Don't mind that she looks very much like an actress fresh out of a renaissance festival, what with her hooded cloak, robes, satchel, the sheathed dagger at her side, and the bow and quiver full of arrows at her back. Greens and browns are her colors with the occasional bit of black and yellow in accent. She moves nimbly to claim a spot at his side, intent to rest there or walk with him, one. ]
What would you eat, then? Generally speaking. The festival food is not common fare if my understanding of this event is right.
[ And yes, she is smiling at him with honest curiosity, completely and utterly undeterred by his early growling at that poor merchant. ]
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Don't mind that she looks very much like an actress fresh out of a renaissance festival, what with her hooded cloak, robes, satchel, the sheathed dagger at her side, and the bow and quiver full of arrows at her back. Greens and browns are her colors with the occasional bit of black and yellow in accent. She moves nimbly to claim a spot at his side, intent to rest there or walk with him, one. ]
What would you eat, then? Generally speaking. The festival food is not common fare if my understanding of this event is right.
[ And yes, she is smiling at him with honest curiosity, completely and utterly undeterred by his early growling at that poor merchant. ]