
Aya listens intently, the smile of her crimson lips growing intent and playful. She cocks her hips, resting her hand there as she tilts her head in the opposite direction. "It is a major crossroad. Only fair it have company to match the views, hmmm?" she adds in her Ishgardian notes.Â
"I imagine that you never want empty cargo on the return trip. Do you bring Ishgardian goods back through Coerthas for Gridanians?" she asked, raising her eyebrows quizzically.
"I imagine that you never want empty cargo on the return trip. Do you bring Ishgardian goods back through Coerthas for Gridanians?" she asked, raising her eyebrows quizzically.