Hydaelyn Role-Players

Katt overhears the Lalafell bickering with the owner, "Well, looks like I won't be getting that bubble bath tonight..." she sighs to herself.

((Added something, but throwing it after Shamad's response.))

Shamad glanced over at the counter. He really disliked people like her. If she started up her bitching again, he might be forced to say something. He looked over at Katt. "Too bad about the bubble bath. You said your parents had a lot of books......Are there any on the history of Eorzea? History from around a thousand years ago?"

"Well they collect books, they run a library and printing house so I'm sure they have several from that time period," she says motioning at Tai's friends, "Your friends seem to be quiet... if there's something you guys feel you can't talk about with me around, I suppose I could take my leave. I do still need to find my author friend, let alone a room to stay for the night."

((misread Sham's post, fix'd))

Shamad glanced at the others. It didn't look like he was going to get anything from them. Katt looked to be his best source. "Actually I think I'll just follow you. If you don't mind that is. I just got here myself and I need to find a place too." Shamad blushed.

(lol. I think it will be impossible for Nana to walk into a room and not be noticed. She's very good at making a spectacle of herself. )

After surveying the dusty and sooty surroundings she decided the section near the full table was best. Walking over she examined the bench. "Alam, be a dear and wipe this thing down or we'll ruin our clothes... I'll find a waiter...." spying the woman she waived her over. "Kiddo, two mugs of your best ale and whatever your special is for today." Nana pulled out a gil purse and handed her 2 gil. "This is thanks in advance for your excellent service."

Alam pulled a cloth from her sack and wiped the table and bench down as ordered as she observed the other guests. It was hard to know what the Mo'quito was thinking since she wore heavy face paint at the moment. Nana wasn't one to insert herself into large groups or observe her surroundings, Alam was paid to do that.

Nana turned and smiled delightely at the clean bench. "Oh that's lovely dear...." Nana climbed into the seat and the Mo'quito took the seat opposite to her" you're the best Alam."

"Thank you Mistress," Alam said. "You really ought to take some time to take in the sites here you know."

"This city is far too busy-busy ...." she said with a flourish of her hand. "No I'm not one to look at buildings and things. No, I'm here for connections. I have to expand if I'm to show my relatives just who is successful in the family."

"So long as you can pay your own way," Katt replied. "Publishing assistants don't exactly make a lot of money, and I plan on having my own room," she said as she started to pick herself up from the booth, "Do you happen to know of any good inns in this town?" she questions Tai, as she noticed the spectacle the Lalafell was making of herself; giving an awkward glance towards her and her servant.

Shamad thought. "We can go to the Drowning Wench. I know they have an inn and it's not charred to a crisp."

Though Nana was leaning at the table, her ears were finely tuned to listen for opportunities, and she zeroed in on the rude Mo'quito that rushed in.

"Heyo Kiddo" she waved to the Mo'quito "did I here you say you might need some sponsorship, mmmm?"

Nana smiled at the Mo'quito.

Agreeing with Tai's sentiment but hearing the Lalafell call her over, she cautiously makes her way towards the Lalafell and her servant. "What exactly do you mean?" she responds cautiously, ears raised with interest.

The Myth of the sword was stated and then suddenly..

Tons of people and conversations!

The Duskwhite blinked a moment as if time had just suddenly jumped forward. He wasn't able to say a word, he was having trouble /even/ saying a word. Either this is because of sudden show up of people, the fact that he wasn't one to be rude and just shove his way into conversations, or the lady with the tail and her white hair was oddly distracting.

Whatever the case was he crossed his arms, sat back and hrmed softly.

"Well, swords of legends, weapons of unknown. Sounds like a fun form of excitement, adventure, and an all out love for power, if you ask me." He just sorta puts out, leaning back in his chair a bit more till...

The chair decided to give away to gravity with him flailing and going down with it.
The he raised his index finger up just above the table top to see, "I'm ok! Just let me know if their any myths on any gravity defying artifacts.." Then his hand flopped down.

"ow.."

(( Sorry for the crappy pose, all that could come to mind at the sudden post rush. XD ))

"I don't mean to be rude but I think I heard you mention something about publishing and needing some gil. I'm in the business of investing in talent when I see it..." Nana gestured to a spot at the bench. "How about discussing it a bit over some ale and dinner my treat. What do you say Kiddo?"

The Lalafell smiled graciously.

Shamad watched Katt go over and talk to the arrogant Lalafell. He laughed as the Duskwight tipped back and then over. He had hoped to talk more with Katt but it didn't look like it was going to happen. He sat back and relaxed a bit.

Katt gave a questioning glance at the Lalafell, "Well, I have been wanting to write a book, but my parents own a publishing..." she hears a loud crack behind her, seeing a Duskwight fall out of his chair. "O-O-One second please!" she exclaimed as she ran over to the Duskwight's side, "A-Are you ok, sir?"

((Maybe Sham and I just don't sleep? lol...))

Nana watched as the girl ran over to the Dustwight for the first time really noticing the occupants of the table.
She smiled at the interaction wondering perhaps if the laughing Lalafel had too much to drink. None of them caught her eye as possible for business other than the Mo'quito.

((I do stay up late but yesterday was insane!))

Shamad could tell the Lalafell dismissed him as a drunk. Well she could take her superiority and stick it. The rich died just as easily as the poor. Sure the consequences were greater but dead was dead.