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KieairaKitty · **10-03-2013, 08:23 AM**

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The orange and yellow glow from the sun had just barely begun to paint the sky as a young Miqo'te, dressed in blue walked forth from the gates of Ul'dah towards a small cart waiting nearby. The soft 'kweh' of chocobos as they shook their feathers and munched on some gyshal greens, preparing for the days trip.

Kieaira yawned softly, closing her pale blue eyes with a slight wince as the sun started to climb slowly into the sky. So bright... She stretched, placing a small brown satchel onto the ground, a soft sigh escaped her lips as she looked back towards the city. She had met some nice people here, and was a bit saddened that she could not stay longer, but she hoped she would meet them again someday.

With another soft yawn, she raised a hand to her eyes to block out the glare from the sun as she looked towards the cart to see what other travelers would be accompanying her on her trip from Ul'dah back to Gridania.

Nirri · **10-03-2013, 08:38 AM**

Clavier stood with his back pressed into the cart - seemingly conversing with the driver of the cart. A laugh escaped Clavier in the midst of the mumbling between the two men, his attire consisting of the same leather jacket and hemp shirt as she would've witnessed him with before. The only clear difference would be the bow hanging over his shoulder.

His eyes shifting to look at the Miqo'te as she arrived in the vicinity, easily following her arrival up by waving almost happily in her direction before returning his attention to the driver that stood before him.

KieairaKitty · **10-03-2013, 05:58 PM**

Kieaira nods her head in Claviers direction. So he came ... this should be interesting. She glanced back towards the gate, part of her wishing to see the furry nose of the carbuncle she had grown so fond of, but when she didn't see it right away, she looked back to the cart. She picked up her bag, heaving it onto her shoulder as she walked over, her tail swaying behind her as she walked.

"Good morning." She smiled, still feeling a bit nervous around this stranger, she hoped a few more people would show up for the trip, she didn't think he was dangerous, but it was always safer to travel in a group, who knows what sort of beasts they could run into on the road. She slid a hand along her belt, checking her pouches to make sure they were still where they should be, they were, of course.

"We'll be heading out in about thirty minutes." The cart driver, a young hyur male with blonde hair and blue eyes nodded at the two, leaving them to check on the Chocobo's and the other cargo. Kieaira shifted her weight onto her right leg, bringing one hand to rub at her arm nervously, unsure of what to say, she looked up at him and let out a soft nervous chuckle, wishing there were others around to help break the tension. She looked back towards the gate once more to see if anyone would be joining them.

Tobias Nightbringer · **10-04-2013, 06:39 AM**

A swirl of dust passes over the male Hyur as he lies partially on dirt and the other half being a worn sleep-sack. His face slightly winces and twitches at the offending trail of dirt, though still not yet disturbed enough to wake upâ€”then the glaring amber rays of the rising sun began their assault. His body rolls over in staunch defiance of the oncoming wave of morning. Unfortunately, his valiant effort to hold back the barrage of lux was made in vain. A defeated groan was let loose as he surrenders to the morning before he staggers upwards onto his feet.
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Â Â Â Â Â Â â€œI yield. I yield. Justâ€¦enough with the rising,â€ he mutters while his hands dust off the sand that clung to his clothes, â€œwait.â€ He pauses in half-motion with eyes that dart rapidly left to right as if trying to remember something. Then he remembered. Tobias rips off into a dash towards the bottom of the waterfall nearby, grabbing his pack and stripping away the articles of clothing as he gets closer towards the water in each step, leaving a short trail behind him before he dives into the half-expectedly cold water. The unexpected half was the glorious sensation of icicles stabbing into his flesh simultaneously after he underestimates how icy the water would be.
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â€œYouâ€™re late!â€ the blonde haired, blue eyed Hyur protests.
â€œThank you, I know.â€ the glistening haired Hyur responds flatly.
â€œWait, are you wet?â€
â€œMy clothes are just dampâ€¦â€
â€œWhy are you wet?â€
â€œCan you please tell me where I need to move the caâ€”â€œ Tobias gets cut-off before he can retort.
â€œYouâ€™re dripping everywhere!â€
â€œI have yet to remove the excess water from my haiâ€”â€œ
â€œBut your clothes!â€
â€œI told you they are merely damp. Slightly so at that. Further, we are in the desert, I think it is safe to believe they will dry before lâ€”â€œ
â€œDid you have a run in with a Water Sprite?â€ Blondie-Blue chuckles at his own joke, to which Tobias responds with a raised brow that accentuates an already unamused expression. The driver clears his throat, â€œRight then, you can start moving those crates. Thereâ€™s just a few left, I loaded most of them already. We leave in a bit.â€
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Â Â Â Â Â Â The Hyur sets off to finish what the driver started, but as he begins to make his way over to the cargo, he hears the nervous chuckle of a young woman. Eyes the color of dark charcoal rest on the sight of Kiearia. If she were to catch his gaze, their eyes would meet and linger for a moment before a small smile would be presented to the Miqo'te girl. Either way, Tobias, with strands still moist and the color of a ravenâ€™s feather, would go back to the task at hand.

Nirri · **10-04-2013, 06:48 AM**

His gaze shifted over to her as the cart driver stepped away from the conversation to check up on the chocobo's. "Good morning, Kie.", the vocal greeting with a light bow as a form of respect. "You shouldn't worry none of the people that travel between Ul'dah and Gridania have no intrest in gil. Bandits on the other hand. So how are you a feeling?". A smile forming on his lips as he spins two gil coins inbetween his fingers while keeping his attention focused upon the Miqo'te infront of him.

Daca'li Molkoh · **10-04-2013, 08:13 AM**

"I've not a clue how anyone can live here..." A dark skinned miqo'te mumbled as he passed through the gates of Ul'dah. Heavy green eyes set upon the horizon, lids narrowing as the rising sun caught his gaze, forcing him to squint. "Bloody ridiculous this place is..." He adjusted the spear attached to his back, fitting it more comfortably to his form before rolling both shoulders.Â

"Oh come now Daca'li," a female lalafel in yellow said as she trotted along side him, lightly patting his leg to console him further. "It's not so bad. You could use a little sun! You Keeper's are all so glum and pale; a little light would do ya good!"Â

"Feh, I'm no SeekerÂ Ruruho...the only thing enjoyable about this trip was seeing you again, old friend." Ruruho chuckles before lightly punching his leg, turning her head up to give him that signature grin of her's.

"Ahhh shut up, Daca'li. Your flattery will get you nowhere with me, sir! You're still buying my wares at normal price!" Daca'li's ear's sank as he turned to face her, hands setting upon his waist.Â

"Damn, and here I thought all these years of flattery were doing me good. Now I have to find a new strategy." Daca'li exchanged her own grin with one of his own. His eyes shifted out to the caravan that stood outside the city awaiting those that were employed; he was happy to see others, to travel alone was never wise when transporting goods.Â

"Is that the caravan?" Ruruho spoke as she blew a strand of hair from her eye.

"Indeed it is, Ruruho. This is where we part ways," Daca'li said as he turned his gaze to the lalafel, kneeling down to set a hand upon her shoulder. "Thank you again for the new armour, Ruruho. I'm not too used to walking around in metal, but I'm sure I'll manage. Your craftsmanship is impeccable, as usual, and you even fashioned it into my favourite colour."

Ruruho grinned, "heh, I figured you might like that. I know you aren't into the cosmetics of armour, but I thought you might like a little more blue in your life," she winks, "keep good care of it. I poured my soul into that armour! You best be takin' care of it!" Daca'li smirked before patting her shoulder once more.

"Of course, Ruruho. I'll come back to you if I need repairs."

"Good! Now, get goin'! You've got a job to do." Daca'li nodded before standing straight, adjusting his spear once more before turning to take a few steps toward the caravan.Â

"'till next time, Ruruho." With that, Daca'li walked away, walking alongside the caravan to greet all those present with a nod. His eyes fell upon the miqo'te first, offering a small wave. His eyes shift to the male Hyur, Tobias, and Clavier next; he offered them the same gesture.Â

KieairaKitty · **10-04-2013, 08:14 AM**

Kieaira gently wrapped her arms around her chest in a comforting embrace as she rocked back onto her heels, her ears twitching at the sound of voices and she looked towards the cart driver and what appeared to be some sort of hired help. Her pale blue eyes looked almost white in the dim light of dawn as they locked with the Hyur male, and her cheeks flushed as she quickly turned away, placing her attention once more onÂ Clavier, whom she had met the previous night.

She gently but down on her lower lip, and closed her eyes taking in a few deep breaths to calm her nerves, her card reading from the previous day coming to mind. Confront your past... and perhaps you can get over this shy, awkwardness ... Maybe? She doubted herself, and wrinkled her nose in distaste as she opened her eyes once more.

"Bandits?" She squeaked softly as her ears pricked up, Clavier had been speaking to her, and she had only just caught the end of it. "Wh-Where?" She looked around, ivory strands of hair falling across her pale face, cheeks still a slight shade of pink as the sun climbed higher into the sky, it was almost time to head out.

She let out another small squeak as her eyes landed on the other Miqo'te. "A bandit?!" She gasped, shuffling a bit away, before pausing to take a hard look at the male, and breathing a small sigh of relief. Keeper. She nodded to herself, but still felt uncomfortable, as she reached down to pick up her bag, heading towards the back of the cart, trying to hide herself from the others.

Daca'li Molkoh · **10-04-2013, 08:31 AM**

Daca'li's eyes snapped over toward the female, his eyes narrowing some at the mention of a bandit. 'A bandit?! We're so close to--'Â Daca'li's thoughts came to an abrupt halt once he realised that there wasn't a bandit in sight. The only ones present were those hired and the driver himself. Daca'li's eyes narrowed, those green orbs following the girl as she began to slink away. He quietly huffed, his eyes falling to the ground.Â

"...speaking of bandits," Daca'li mumbled before slipping his fingers into a pouch tied around his belt. "...I wonder where they might attack if they find the stones to do so..." Daca'li slipped a small, rolled up parchment from his pouch. He cleared his throat as he unrolled the paper and examined it's contents, mumbling to himself every few moments before slipping it back into it's previous location. "I don't think you'll have to worry too much about it," he says to no one in particular, though it was meant more for the miqo'te who had slipped away. "Well. Maybe I'm speaking too early. We'll probably be attacked somewhere down this very road! Who knows!" Daca'li threw up his hands some, lightly shrugging. Before he could continue with his teasing, he felt something hard hit him in the back of the head, forcing him to stumble. "Ow! What th--"

"Oi! No talk of bandits!" Daca'li turned around only to see that his 'attacker' was the blonde haired, blue eyed driver. Daca'li scowled; it seemed that his teasing of the timid miqo'te wasn't on the agenda. For now, at least.

Nirri · **10-04-2013, 10:06 AM**

Clavier easily managed to keep up with Kie as she fled to the back of the cart, both hands moving to rest gently upon Kie's shoulders, a soothing smile upon his lips aimed down at her rather then laughing at her reaction at the word 'bandit' nor make fun of her. "You're perfectly safe. The caravan is just like you completely safe. And if something was to happen you have my promise that I will see you home safely." - his fingertips giving a reassuring squeeze in her shoulders before dropping his hands from her shoulders.

His body turning to face the keeper while standing at the Miqo'te's sound. "No talk of bandits anymore, Keeper. I'm not to fond of making teasing jokes on things that are very real.", his right hand resting at the string of the bow left hanging on his shoulder, his attention wandering to the hired help known as Tobias for but a few moments.

KieairaKitty · **10-04-2013, 10:45 AM**

Kieaira shrunk down as Clavier placed his hands upon her shoulders, making her even shorter than the measly five feet she already was. Her ears lay flat against her head, she appeared extremely uncomfortable, even more so than the other Keepers teasing had made her.

"Let's load up!" The driver called out to the others, the sun having climbed high enough to light the sands around them, making their path to Gridania clear. Kieaira hoisted her bag onto the cart and climbed up herself, scurrying to the furthest corner she could manage, though unsure if that was a good idea. I'm safe here if bandits attack from behind ... but I'm also far from the only way out if I need to make a hasty exit. She let forth a very soft whimper, clutching her bag to her chest as she waited for the rest to climb aboard, her pale blue eyes watching each of them with uncertainty, especially the other Miqo'te.

Tobias Nightbringer · **10-04-2013, 06:19 PM**

Tobias lets a slight smile peak to himself after Kieaira turns away. With the light at his back and the distance between the two, only the overall color of his dark hues noticeable. His movements begin to make his way towards the woman with captivating eyes, but his body barely shifts before he stops himself and turns his attention back to the last few crates.

Â Â Â Â He did not fail to take note of the other two in company, giving both a quick nod in acknowledgement whenever he passes either of them. The mostly dry Hyur hoists one last crate onto the open ended wagon. The bulk of the cargo was at the tail-end so that the passengers may sit inside and uncrowded with their personal belongings, however a single case lies tucked away in the corner and under the wooden seating.

Â Â Â Â Produces a quick, sharp whistle after he hears the driver call out to the others to make ready. Soon a brightly colored Chocobo strides up to the side of the caravan, unsaddled and unarmored. An excited 'Kweh' comes from the hefty creature as Tobias places a hand over the top of it's head, soothingly trailing the touch down over to the curve of it's beak. His forehead gingerly presses against the front of the beak. Both man and beast close their eyes as whispers words are spoken, the language entirely foreign to any that hear. The most distinct sound coming from the Hyur was the delicate rolling of his 'R'. The Chocobo ruffles it's feather with another bright 'Kweh' before it takes off down the path..

Â Â Â Â Tobias hops onto the back, his landing delicate enough to where the wagon hardly even shakes. He settles down near Kieaira, though taking a seat across from her as languid eyes glance down beneath her seat. He gives another greeting to Clavier with a small nod.

Â Â Â Â "Take comfort in what your friend speaks, Lady Miqo'te," a bed-husky drawl was heard coming from the Hyur, "even if we meet with misfortune, such precious cargo would be kept out of harms way with fervor, I assure you." dark, confident eyes turn from Clavier to Kieaira with a wisp of a smile.

Daca'li Molkoh · **10-04-2013, 08:32 PM**

"Feh," the Keeper simply rolled his eyes before sauntering off toward the back of the cart, tail swaying some as he walked along side until he reached the back. "The more you joke about it, the less worried you'll be," his eyes travel to the female at that, "but if you want to play that part, so be it. I shant tell you different," Daca'li hopped onto the carriage, taking a place near the front; just in case he was needed to hop out and help right away. Before he sat, he removed the spear from his back, resting it against his seat and between his legs. He leans back, breathing a quiet sigh as he set his eyes upon the gates of Ul'dah, quietly staring. After a few moments, he audibly sighed before shifting his gaze to the floor of the cart, ears folding back once more as he dove into his own thoughts.

A'sih · **10-05-2013, 12:06 AM**

An un-satisfied grunt emitted from the Seeker as the sun had peeked over the edge of the wall which surrounded the city. Approaching the gates with ease, he'd stop short as a female Seeker intercepted him and stood between him and the gate, blinking as if she was bewildered. He perked his eyebrow, "Yes?"

The woman looked around briefly before resting her eyes on the Miqo'te who was wearing black leather from the neck down which went well with his tanned skin. Two daggers rested at his side and a bow tossed over his shoulder, "X'ahce? Where are you going?"Â

He rolled his eyes and walked around the woman towards the gates, but she followed persistently, "X'ahce! Where are you going! I want an answer! I've been looking for you for days now!"Â

He sighed and continued to walk, but spoke in a deep yet clear tone, "I'm leaving, and I'm fairly sure you already understand why."

The woman pursed her lips and caught up to him and grabbed his left arm and tried to pull him back. He'd pause for a moment to glance over his shoulder to her before shrugging his shoulders and continued to walk forward and half-dragging her along with him even though she tried to restrain him, "I know you want to try and find your parents, but you're the last Nuhn on the hunting grounds-- Do you even care about your accomplishments here?!"

He had now dragged her to the gates and now crossed the threshhold to the outside of the walls, eyeing the cart a little while away, "Pretend the Tia is the new Nuhn. I've got other matter to handle. I've already assisted the clan for the season. You'll live."

She fumed, "Pretend the Tia is the Nuhn? ARE YOU CRAZY?! I'm not sleeping with a Tia! He's also rather ugly."

He looked over his shoulder once more, his amber gaze falling on her green orbs for a few seconds before giving her a humorous smirk, "Just close your eyes and pretend he's prettier than any male you've ever seen."

She perked her eyebrow in a casual yet un-amused manner, "Or you could come back and be the Nuhn instead of having us deal with that spineless boy that you call a Tia."Â

He shrugged and reached over to pry her hand from his arm, "I'll be sure to visit." With that, he'd step away from her and head towards the carriage. Reaching a hand up to idly rub at his jaw, realizing he'd started to get an afternoon shadow across his features since the last he shaved. Watching the few jump onto the back of the carriage, he'd figure they were soon departing. His right hand lowering from his jaw to idly tap his daggers to ensure they were still in place and rolled his shoulder to feel the bow rock against his arm.

Once he was close enough to the group of people, he'd glance between the passengers that were already there. The miqo'te male and female, and the Hyur males. He'd attempt to remain quiet as he reached the back of the cart and climbed aboard, sitting in the further away seats, across from the miqo'te female. He'd shift his bow into his lap and make sure his quivver was tilted away from his shoulderblades at a comfortable angle.

KieairaKitty · **10-05-2013, 12:19 AM**

Kieaira pulled her satchel closer, hiding the lower part of her face with it, and shifting her head so that her ivory hair would fall across her eyes as she gazed at those climbing into the back of the cart that would take them towards Gridania. The cart would make a few stops along the way for rest breaks and to let people on or off, but it would be a little while before their first stop.

She watched Tobias' interaction with the Chocobo and smiled, though it was hidden and faded away quickly as he climbed into the cart, sitting himself down across from her. Her eyes shifting to the male Keeper who sat near the front, lost in his own thoughts. I hope he's not grumpy because he was told not to tease me... She wrinkles her nose a bit, her gaze shifting upwards as another Miqo'te boarded.

....No. Please... She whimpered softly as he sat down across from her, next to Tobias. He's a Seeker... He's going to kill the others, kidnap me and take me back to his tribe! Her ears lay flat against her head and she tried to shrink down a bit more, hoping he wouldn't notice her, he hadn't spoken yet ... that was a good sign ... right? Calm down Kieaira, you don't know this male ... There's plenty of people around ... you're safe. Right? RIGHT?! A soft sob escaped her lips, her own thoughts causing a sense of dread to cross over the girl, her nails digging into the leather of her satchel. She wished she could just climb right inside and hide for the remainder of the trip.

Very slowly, she turned her head away from the Seeker. "C-Clavier? A-are you coming?" She said in a very soft, barely audible tone. She could feel the cart shift as the driver climbed aboard, just about ready to leave. Her eyes dart back towards the Seeker once more, hoping her inquiry towards one of the Hyur males had not brought his attention to her. Should he look at her, she would immediately shrink down, and pull the satchel across her face, daring not to meet his eyes.

Lorielle Sylwood · **10-05-2013, 01:18 AM**

Lorielle's breathing became haggard as she ran towards the cart, her bright blue/green eyes wide and desperate. Â She could swear that as soon as she reached the cart, it would pull away down the path. Â Her feet struck the dirt hard as she began using the last reserves of her stamina to make it to the caravan.Â

"Please, wait!" She called, her voice soft and pleading. Â In the corner of her eye, she saw that a man had still not gotten aboard, and she could have sighed with relief had she not been trying so hard to save her breath. Â She slowed down several steps before reaching the cart, stopping just behind the seating area. Â She had porcelain pale skin with bright, flushed red cheeks. Â She had large eyes, the color being such a perfect cross between blue and green that it was hard to tell which it was exactly. Â She had dark brown hair, braided, and styled to wrap beneath the back of her head and circle around a few inches above her forehead. Â It was like a braided halo was placed upon her head like a crown. Â Beneath her right eye was a dark brown dot, resting above her cheek bone. Â She wore a loose long-sleeved tunic with a leather belt secured to show the shape of her thin waist, and a pair of puffy brown pants tucked into tall brown boots. Â The Elezen woman also had a wooden staff on her back, revealing her Conjurer class.

"May I please board?" She asked, her chest and shoulders heaving with her soft panting. Â She was very short for an Elezen, being even smaller than the Hyur that had yet boarded the caravan. Â Her blushing cheeks looked slightly sun-burnt, and the heat seemed to be doing numbers on her. Â She wanted to get back to Gridania as quickly as possible.

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