There was a rush of dust and the scattering of feet asKallera’s perpetrators sped past and formed a cloud of dust that settled over the make-shift tent. Esther coughed and waved the dust away from her eyes. Kallera stood before her tent, talking into a linkpearl. At first, Esther didn’t see her speaking into it, and nearly interrupted her with a wave and a short burst of noise meant to be a greeting. Her vocal chords slammed on the breaks once she realized she was talking, and she instead brushed the dirt off her things to make the tent look more presentable. She waited for the woman to not be occupied. Then right as she opened her mouth to try and speak again, Syranelle stepped in.
“Hello Miss Syranelle.†Esther said, and she dropped into with a polite bow. Shedidn’t have a chance to offer water before Kallera caught on. Esther swept over to a chair and pulled it out. Motioning to them both. “Come sit in the shade. I'll fetch some water.†She said as her hands dove into her pack, rummaging around. She had the foresight to bring a few bowls, and in a pinch they’d work for a thirsty traveler. As she looked, she moved away from the tent’s shade. It was a modest space, only fitting two at a time. She made room, and shuffled around with her things, making no means to hide her possessions.
As she did this, she heard another voice. A smaller one, alower one. She paused to look down at Liara. Her blue eyes blinked as the words clicked into place, then she broke into a wide and warm smile.
“Thank you very much. Do you work here too?†She spoke as she continued to search. Where had her water-skin gone?
“Hello Miss Syranelle.†Esther said, and she dropped into with a polite bow. Shedidn’t have a chance to offer water before Kallera caught on. Esther swept over to a chair and pulled it out. Motioning to them both. “Come sit in the shade. I'll fetch some water.†She said as her hands dove into her pack, rummaging around. She had the foresight to bring a few bowls, and in a pinch they’d work for a thirsty traveler. As she looked, she moved away from the tent’s shade. It was a modest space, only fitting two at a time. She made room, and shuffled around with her things, making no means to hide her possessions.
As she did this, she heard another voice. A smaller one, alower one. She paused to look down at Liara. Her blue eyes blinked as the words clicked into place, then she broke into a wide and warm smile.
“Thank you very much. Do you work here too?†She spoke as she continued to search. Where had her water-skin gone?
