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The Garden was... lovely really. It was far from natural, but still maintained some of the world's natural beauty that she knew and loved. It was an organic mix of natural and artificial that K'luha found herself fond of almost instantly. Still, she was hesitant to admit she enjoyed the place. Almost as if enjoying it was dangerous. Certainly it might be, especially after recent events had unfolded between herself and Ventus...Â
She gave a small sigh, only half-listening to K'ailia as they walked. Her mind was full of racing questions as it always was these days. What was the place made of? How was it hidden like this? Was it still technically in Ul'dah even? How could they have funded such a large place? Even the Syndicate of Ul'dah should have trouble funding such a large place, shouldn't they? After all, they didn't have an infinite amount of gil. Or perhaps they did. But did that mean the Syndicate technically owned the place?Â
K'luha blinked and stopped in her tracks out of impulse when K'ailia rounded the corner only to fall backwards. Her hands quickly reached for her bow, only to stop when a male Hyur revealed himself as the perpetrator and helped K'aila to her feet.Â
Torvhan? What a strange name. Even for the Outsiders and the Hyurs, the name seemed distinctly unique. Perhaps it was only an alias. Although K'luha didn't think on the strange name too much as K'ailia introduced the man to her family with a very distinct tone of the voice that indicated her apathy for K'haali and dislike of K'ile.Â
"K'ailia." K'luha snapped sharply, interrupting the others to scold her daughter. "Watch your tongue. You may not like him, but you will show respect for your elders at the very least." The reminder was brief before she allowed Torvhan to speak again.Â
Certainly these Ul'dahns were charmers and flatters, but they only did that to get their own way. K'luha had enough experience with them that she saw the Garden members a bit differently, albeit she was still wary of them.Â
Out of politness, K'luha returned the small bow to Torvhan and straightened up again.
"Yes, I did have questions. Why is it that you would allow an entire tribe to say with you without a price? Surely there is something you want from us in return. Some way you wish to utilize our presence? And where is it precisely that we would be staying in the Garden? Are we free to roam about, or are we trapped within a confined space? Is there hunting space and game in that area? I would not think the tribe would be comfortable living off food handouts from the Garden. It would be unacceptable to be unable to practice our way of life. Would it be possible even, to have you give us the land also, so that we would not be living off of your aid, but instead living nearby? I should think that we could find some way to make an arrangement that is profitable to both of us, but none of with wish to be completely at your mercy. That is why I do not think any of us trust an agreement of simply giving us anything." she cleared her throat, realizing she had probably just intimidated the man by her fiery demeanor and rage of somewhat angry sounding questions. Well, hopefully the Gardener wouldn't be so intimidated he couldn't answer her.
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