Lyhhia had never had much luck, although recently it seemed that had changed. Although since leaving her tribe, and giving up everything she had known it was not like Lady Luck had exactly smiled on her. Jhinn was still no where to be found, and after spending days asking around the city for her brother and getting less then no where, she decided to set her goal instead on finding one of the men her brother had often spoke about. Gratus Stormbearer, he was someone that would help - and could help. A warrior that could stand next to Jhinn on the battlefield - a man that would do anything for the men that were under his care. He would find Jhinn easily. This one, was much easier to find.Â
Soon Lyhhia found herself taken in and cared for by Gratus, and getting the promise from him that they would find Jhinn and soon. Jhinn was forever on her lips, as she spoke to merchants, travelers, adventurers - basically anyone that would listen would hear the tale of her missing brother. It seemed to get her into trouble as well. Especially yesterday when she approached one of the dancers, as they took their break.Â
Lyhhia in all her innocently annoying ways approached the Miqo'te, the woman small like her with silver colored hair and copper skin. She was quite lovely, and someone that Lyhhia could have seen Jhinn trying to sweet talk. Taking a deep breath to steel herself as Lyhhia stepped forward, her hand reaching out to touch lightly to the other woman's arm. "Excuse me..."
The dancer turned, a sultry smile tracing her painted red lips as she turned her emerald eyes to Lyhhia. "Can I help you?" Even her voice was husky and beautiful, Jhinn really would have liked her.Â
"Lyhhia....Lyhhia looking for brother, Jhinn, Lyhhia thought maybe...maybe you....know where?" She asked offering the best smile she could, attempting to mimic the dancer's own.Â
"Jhinn?" The other woman's brows perked, lips curling into a half smirk as her hand moved to her hips. "Can't say I've heard of him, your brother hm?"Â
Immediately Lyhhia nodded, perhaps far too many times. "Yes, Jhinn brother. Missing...missing for a long time now. Lyhhia looking...going to find. Please?"Â
"Oh I'm sure....run along now." Dismissing the woman and her issues the dancer turned back, her eyes scanning the crowd, the younger woman all but forgotten already.Â
Lyhhia sighed, her eyes turning towards the stone walk way as she soon shuffled down the street. It seemed as if Jhinn was nothing but a ghost, a figment of her imagination and yet - he was real and he was there he had walked these streets, he had fought and defended these people. His laughter had rung loudly in the tavern and his jokes fell on the suspecting ears of any who would listen to them. Jhinn had been here, he had. Lyhhia just could find his steps no matter where she looked or who she approached. But then, nor did she notice the dark haired Hyur man that followed her every step, spoke softly in hushed words to each she spoke with.
Soon Lyhhia found herself taken in and cared for by Gratus, and getting the promise from him that they would find Jhinn and soon. Jhinn was forever on her lips, as she spoke to merchants, travelers, adventurers - basically anyone that would listen would hear the tale of her missing brother. It seemed to get her into trouble as well. Especially yesterday when she approached one of the dancers, as they took their break.Â
Lyhhia in all her innocently annoying ways approached the Miqo'te, the woman small like her with silver colored hair and copper skin. She was quite lovely, and someone that Lyhhia could have seen Jhinn trying to sweet talk. Taking a deep breath to steel herself as Lyhhia stepped forward, her hand reaching out to touch lightly to the other woman's arm. "Excuse me..."
The dancer turned, a sultry smile tracing her painted red lips as she turned her emerald eyes to Lyhhia. "Can I help you?" Even her voice was husky and beautiful, Jhinn really would have liked her.Â
"Lyhhia....Lyhhia looking for brother, Jhinn, Lyhhia thought maybe...maybe you....know where?" She asked offering the best smile she could, attempting to mimic the dancer's own.Â
"Jhinn?" The other woman's brows perked, lips curling into a half smirk as her hand moved to her hips. "Can't say I've heard of him, your brother hm?"Â
Immediately Lyhhia nodded, perhaps far too many times. "Yes, Jhinn brother. Missing...missing for a long time now. Lyhhia looking...going to find. Please?"Â
"Oh I'm sure....run along now." Dismissing the woman and her issues the dancer turned back, her eyes scanning the crowd, the younger woman all but forgotten already.Â
Lyhhia sighed, her eyes turning towards the stone walk way as she soon shuffled down the street. It seemed as if Jhinn was nothing but a ghost, a figment of her imagination and yet - he was real and he was there he had walked these streets, he had fought and defended these people. His laughter had rung loudly in the tavern and his jokes fell on the suspecting ears of any who would listen to them. Jhinn had been here, he had. Lyhhia just could find his steps no matter where she looked or who she approached. But then, nor did she notice the dark haired Hyur man that followed her every step, spoke softly in hushed words to each she spoke with.
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