It was quite a sight walking up to The Axe and Owl that day. If one came at the right time they'd get a glimpse of an Au Ra peering from behind a tree, using her own hands as spectacles, before popping back behind the protective trunk. Those who'd seen her before that day paid the young woman no mind or offered a friendly wave, and those unfamiliar were too nervous to question her antics.
Having spent the better part of the morning searching for the quaint tavern it was actually a bit of a wonder Tayang hung to the outside, straining to get a peak inside whenever someone entered or exited the establishment. But she had reason for her odd behavior; having been tasked to deliver a bundled parcel, and to a bar no less, the young Xaela figured the inhabitants could be anywhere from sleepy grandfathers to hardened criminals, and if they were the latter she wanted to make sure she was ready to defend her package with all she had. Tail lashing back in forth with impatience, nails tapping lightly on the tree she hid behind Tayang waited... and waited...
A loud growl rang into her ears and Tayang nearly leapt out of her scales, lance in hand before she could utter a cry of shock. Legs braced and stance solid her eyes scanned the area for the source of the nasty sound, until she realized with a wince and a nervous laugh that the 'terrible sound' had come from her own gut. Clearing her throat she sent a quick prayer to the Dusk Mother that no one had seen her pathetic show, and opted for leaning against the tree she had been previously crouched behind. The delicious smells of the food within wafted from the tavern's door and windows, making the acute hunger in the adventurer's belly only that much more pronounced; she could only imagine what wonderful delicacies awaited her. She figured she had two options: wait some more and be bored, or go inside to find the recipient of the package and hope today's specials weren't priced too high.
With a snort she pushed off the tree and headed inside; only a fool would have picked the former, or maybe a more cautious errand runner, but she liked to believe she was neither. Bracing herself as she stepped past the threshold, Tayang was pleasantly surprised there seemed to be no more 'hardened criminals' around than you'd find at the local playground. Scanning the warm room she tried to remember the description of the person she was looking for, when suddenly an alarm sounded in her brain. Another Au Ra! A Raen, but still, something familiar in what was literally a new world. It wasn't as if she hadn't seen others of her race here and there, but usually they were on their way out as she was on her way in and vice versa, or quite simply they were too busy with their own errands to stop and chat. From the woman's clothes it seemed as if she worked here, so it wasn't as if she'd be on her way out. Rushing, Tayang dug into her bag and pulled out her parcel; she had a task to complete and now she had a reason to complete it even faster.
"Clod Mora?!" she called, a hand cupped around her mouth, as she waved the package in the air. For a moment her feet left the floor as her hand was emptied, and she glanced up at the rather insulted face of an Elezen, eyes glaring menacingly. With a respectful bow she muttered a quick apology about the terrible pronunciation she was forced to use, waves of relief washing over her as he simply rolled his eyes and sauntered off. Her job completed and the gil in her pocket now rightfully earned she spun on her heel, enthusiasm lighting up her face as she quickly made her way over to the Raen she had spotted earlier.
"Hello!" It was truly an effort not to bounce on her toes as she stood before this stranger. "My name is Tayang," with a grin she attempted to sweep her bangs from her face, only for them to fall right back into place. "It's nice to see another Au Ra around here! What's your name?"
Having spent the better part of the morning searching for the quaint tavern it was actually a bit of a wonder Tayang hung to the outside, straining to get a peak inside whenever someone entered or exited the establishment. But she had reason for her odd behavior; having been tasked to deliver a bundled parcel, and to a bar no less, the young Xaela figured the inhabitants could be anywhere from sleepy grandfathers to hardened criminals, and if they were the latter she wanted to make sure she was ready to defend her package with all she had. Tail lashing back in forth with impatience, nails tapping lightly on the tree she hid behind Tayang waited... and waited...
A loud growl rang into her ears and Tayang nearly leapt out of her scales, lance in hand before she could utter a cry of shock. Legs braced and stance solid her eyes scanned the area for the source of the nasty sound, until she realized with a wince and a nervous laugh that the 'terrible sound' had come from her own gut. Clearing her throat she sent a quick prayer to the Dusk Mother that no one had seen her pathetic show, and opted for leaning against the tree she had been previously crouched behind. The delicious smells of the food within wafted from the tavern's door and windows, making the acute hunger in the adventurer's belly only that much more pronounced; she could only imagine what wonderful delicacies awaited her. She figured she had two options: wait some more and be bored, or go inside to find the recipient of the package and hope today's specials weren't priced too high.
With a snort she pushed off the tree and headed inside; only a fool would have picked the former, or maybe a more cautious errand runner, but she liked to believe she was neither. Bracing herself as she stepped past the threshold, Tayang was pleasantly surprised there seemed to be no more 'hardened criminals' around than you'd find at the local playground. Scanning the warm room she tried to remember the description of the person she was looking for, when suddenly an alarm sounded in her brain. Another Au Ra! A Raen, but still, something familiar in what was literally a new world. It wasn't as if she hadn't seen others of her race here and there, but usually they were on their way out as she was on her way in and vice versa, or quite simply they were too busy with their own errands to stop and chat. From the woman's clothes it seemed as if she worked here, so it wasn't as if she'd be on her way out. Rushing, Tayang dug into her bag and pulled out her parcel; she had a task to complete and now she had a reason to complete it even faster.
"Clod Mora?!" she called, a hand cupped around her mouth, as she waved the package in the air. For a moment her feet left the floor as her hand was emptied, and she glanced up at the rather insulted face of an Elezen, eyes glaring menacingly. With a respectful bow she muttered a quick apology about the terrible pronunciation she was forced to use, waves of relief washing over her as he simply rolled his eyes and sauntered off. Her job completed and the gil in her pocket now rightfully earned she spun on her heel, enthusiasm lighting up her face as she quickly made her way over to the Raen she had spotted earlier.
"Hello!" It was truly an effort not to bounce on her toes as she stood before this stranger. "My name is Tayang," with a grin she attempted to sweep her bangs from her face, only for them to fall right back into place. "It's nice to see another Au Ra around here! What's your name?"
