An eyebrow quirk up at Warren's statement. "If ah didn't know better, ah'll almost say ya were my teacher, Alex." And being a Wander meant that she would not see him again unless their paths cross. She push the first mug away and start on the second. "He told me before he left that Oschon's path could be lonely at times...but only if I let it."
Kestlona mental shook herself from her thoughts. "Ah, it's getting to deep for me." No worrying about Alex. He was a grown hyur and been on the path far long then she has. "Bloodsands?" she ask. "It was mention by a couple of the older members of the guild... and some not so glorious stories as well." It suited her fine that the guildmaster wasn't like the last one. "I'm on the path to help not to break bones to line someone's pockets." She grin, "The mining is two-fold." She pull out a small notepad, "A little gil to get me by and a chance to continue my own studies."
The door slam open, causing her head to jerk in that direction, and causing her to drop the notepad on the table. Scribble on the pad was what look to be sound effect and also what might have been a rough translation of the sound. Kestlona's hand had move to her own puglist weapon. She realize a few seconds later that there wasn't going to be trouble at the moment. She turn her attention back to Warren and realize that the notepad was showing her latest attempt to try and translate the Amalj'aa language. She could only hope that the highlander wouldn't realize what it truely was. 'This is dangerous, Lass,' Alex words of warning came back to her, 'because they could say we're tainted and that will get us killed faster than a blade through the heart.'
Taking her hands off the weapon, Kestlona began to reach for her notepad, "So," she say, "should I be ready for a fight?" Nodding her head to Berrod and Coatlegue, trailing them with her eyes toward the bar. "Or sit back and watch the show?" Maybe that would distract from any questions about the notepad.
Kestlona mental shook herself from her thoughts. "Ah, it's getting to deep for me." No worrying about Alex. He was a grown hyur and been on the path far long then she has. "Bloodsands?" she ask. "It was mention by a couple of the older members of the guild... and some not so glorious stories as well." It suited her fine that the guildmaster wasn't like the last one. "I'm on the path to help not to break bones to line someone's pockets." She grin, "The mining is two-fold." She pull out a small notepad, "A little gil to get me by and a chance to continue my own studies."
The door slam open, causing her head to jerk in that direction, and causing her to drop the notepad on the table. Scribble on the pad was what look to be sound effect and also what might have been a rough translation of the sound. Kestlona's hand had move to her own puglist weapon. She realize a few seconds later that there wasn't going to be trouble at the moment. She turn her attention back to Warren and realize that the notepad was showing her latest attempt to try and translate the Amalj'aa language. She could only hope that the highlander wouldn't realize what it truely was. 'This is dangerous, Lass,' Alex words of warning came back to her, 'because they could say we're tainted and that will get us killed faster than a blade through the heart.'
Taking her hands off the weapon, Kestlona began to reach for her notepad, "So," she say, "should I be ready for a fight?" Nodding her head to Berrod and Coatlegue, trailing them with her eyes toward the bar. "Or sit back and watch the show?" Maybe that would distract from any questions about the notepad.
Characters
Kestlona Guhtgeiswyn's Page
John Waterstrike's Page
Tumblr:Â Tanya Waterstrike
Tumblr: John Waterstrike
[url=https://www.tumblr.com/blog/tanyawaterstrike][/url]
