Aya's body and head lift a little as he describes the goods he carries to and fro; she looks back at him, as if very curious about something. As he turns to ask of her experience, her body relaxes and the confident cocking of her hip vanishes.
"I haven't guarded much, no. I suppose I have faced threats, mostly poaches and bandits in the Shroud. I'm not a Wood Wailer, though, so I cannot speak for them. This is my first long term assignment of this sort - I have been part of a few escorts before, though, but that's not quite the same."
She looks away again before peering back with a spark of interest in her blue eyes, "Now... about those Ishgardian goods: what of perfume and cosmetics?"
"I haven't guarded much, no. I suppose I have faced threats, mostly poaches and bandits in the Shroud. I'm not a Wood Wailer, though, so I cannot speak for them. This is my first long term assignment of this sort - I have been part of a few escorts before, though, but that's not quite the same."
She looks away again before peering back with a spark of interest in her blue eyes, "Now... about those Ishgardian goods: what of perfume and cosmetics?"
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