Andralyn smiled as the couple walked away from her. Another happy ending; one more notch in her matchmaking belt.
She looked over the bottle of wine they had brought her, tilting it toward the light to get a better view of the familiar label and nodded with satisfaction. One of her most favorite perks.
"Grace!"Â
She turned away from the bottle, looking over her shoulder at the familiar face jogging up to her.
"Liam," she smiled, "what can I do for you?"
The man returned the smile, clapping his hands together in front of him with a pop before resting them on his waist, "Just came for the assignment, Grace."
"Of course," she opened the bag hanging at her side and removed her notebook, "You'll be escorting Locket." She flipped a few pages into the book and dragged her finger down the lines of writing before transferring the information onto a clean sheet and offering it to him with a clean rip. The man's sigh made her grin, "Enjoy."
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Their vacation back to the Shroud had been pleasant, but not so good for business.
Shady as some of the forest's inhabitants were there was no way she'd make as many sales there as she had in their time in Limsa Lominsa. The belly of this city had embraced her and she in turn was growing to love her new life here.Â
This woman sounded like fun. She had to know more about the one that wanted the redhead.
She grinned as the sound of the man scurrying away clamored around the stone hallway and she straightened, primping herself as if readying for a date. She offered a smile as the woman passed her and stepped in line behind her on her way to the docks.
Her footsteps were quiet as she sashayed behind Melodia. She was small, quite shy of five fulms and looked friendly enough; dark hair that lay braided over her shoulder, bangs hanging messily in her face. Her clothing told little about her: there was no uniform here, no guild issued garb. Nothing poor, nothing rich. It was simple. This was a simple citizen with a simple, inquisitive smile.
"Tsk... scum.. the lot of 'em. I bet that one was lying through his teeth."
She looked over the bottle of wine they had brought her, tilting it toward the light to get a better view of the familiar label and nodded with satisfaction. One of her most favorite perks.
"Grace!"Â
She turned away from the bottle, looking over her shoulder at the familiar face jogging up to her.
"Liam," she smiled, "what can I do for you?"
The man returned the smile, clapping his hands together in front of him with a pop before resting them on his waist, "Just came for the assignment, Grace."
"Of course," she opened the bag hanging at her side and removed her notebook, "You'll be escorting Locket." She flipped a few pages into the book and dragged her finger down the lines of writing before transferring the information onto a clean sheet and offering it to him with a clean rip. The man's sigh made her grin, "Enjoy."
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Their vacation back to the Shroud had been pleasant, but not so good for business.
Shady as some of the forest's inhabitants were there was no way she'd make as many sales there as she had in their time in Limsa Lominsa. The belly of this city had embraced her and she in turn was growing to love her new life here.Â
This woman sounded like fun. She had to know more about the one that wanted the redhead.
She grinned as the sound of the man scurrying away clamored around the stone hallway and she straightened, primping herself as if readying for a date. She offered a smile as the woman passed her and stepped in line behind her on her way to the docks.
Her footsteps were quiet as she sashayed behind Melodia. She was small, quite shy of five fulms and looked friendly enough; dark hair that lay braided over her shoulder, bangs hanging messily in her face. Her clothing told little about her: there was no uniform here, no guild issued garb. Nothing poor, nothing rich. It was simple. This was a simple citizen with a simple, inquisitive smile.
"Tsk... scum.. the lot of 'em. I bet that one was lying through his teeth."
