Flashback Mug of Ale and a Warm Fire (Miria)

[Iosha]

Time Stamp: 1st Spring, 509AV Location: Red Diamond Tavern Who: Miria Iosha had to admit the Icewall Gates was an impressive site to behold at night since the light of the moon made the whole wall glow brilliantly in the cold spring night. The Konti was shivering as the cool wind whipped her white hair around as she waited for the Icewatch to let her into the city. Surprisingly, the guard was allowing everyone into the city. Ayume was right about her homeland no one was turned away from the gates of Avanthal. Iosha touched the bone necklace Ayume gave her, and she had to bite a lip to hold back the tears. When it was her turn, the guard looked at her and raised an eyebrow and said in common with a smile, “Welcome to the home of Morwen, Konti, and we hope you enjoy your stay in our city.” Iosha looked at him and said softly with sadness in her voice, “Thank you for your hospitality, sir.” The konti inclined her head in recognition of his authority, and she walked through the long hallway of ice. When Iosha got passed the gates, the konti wasn't surprised the city was void of life at the midnight hour since it was in the middle of the week. However, the snow covered streets seemed eerie since all she could hear was the whispering of the wind through the icy alleyways. The konti was hungry, tired, and cold, so she needed to look for a place to eat and find lodging for the night. The blond woman wasn't looking forward to tomorrow because she was given the duty of delivering Ayume necklace to her family and telling them their beloved daughter was dead. Since it been three months from her death, the konti wasn't sure if she could get through it without breaking down in front of them. The anticipation of the events of tomorrow had started to make the young konti uneasy, and she started to think drinking her anxiety away will be a good thing tonight. Iosha stopped in the snow covered street, and she looked up at the sky noticing clouds were starting to block out the stars and moon. She wondered if it would snow later tonight. She continued walking down the street until she heard the sound of people coming from a tavern. The voices were muffled outside, but when the door opened, she could hear the laughter and revelry of the bar clearly in the street. Iosha decided to make her way to the tavern called the Red Diamond Tavern, opened the door, and walked inside the crowded bar. When the konti walked into the main room of tavern, Iosha was amazed at the amount of Vantha crammed into one room. She took off her fur hood and immediately the Vantha started to watch the exotic foreigner as she walked by them. The blond woman wasn't in the mood to deal with them, so she kept her violet eyes on her destination ignoring the occasional invitation to join them at their table. When she made it to the bar, she walked up to the bartender and asked loud enough for him to hear over the crowd, “Can I just have a mug of hot chocolate for now?” She ran a hand through her blond hair and said with a weak smile, “I need to warm up before I drown myself in ale..” The bartender laughed out loud, and he said with warm smile, “It should be just a couple of chimes if you want to find a table. I will have a waitress bring your drink to you.” Iosha nodded softly to him, turned around to the main room, and noticed a open table by the fire pit. Iosha quickly weaved the crowd to snag the table before it was taken by another customer. When Iosha made it to the table, she set down her backpack, took off her winter clothing, and short bow and quiver. The whole process took a few chimes, but she didn't have a chance to find a room before she went to tavern. The waitress looked at her and said with smile, “Are you a hunter, konti? Oh here is your hot coco...” Iosha nodded to her when she set it down at the table, and she answered her question in a sarcastic tone, “I am actually a healer, so most of my weapons our just for show. I figure if I will get to use them eventually.” The waitress raised an eyebrow, her green eyes turned yellow, and said with weary grin, “I doubt the you will have to use them in the city. Morwen and Icewatch keeps the city relatively safe from crime. We like to think of ourselves as a peaceful people.” Iosha eyed the waitress, and she thought to herself, “The people of Ravok think themselves peaceful too. You naive girl...” Iosha nodded and said calmly, “Honestly, I do believe you, but I will feel safer having them with me. Thank you for the hot chocolate.” The waitress eyes went back from yellow to green and walked away back to the bar. Iosha sat down in the chair and started to listen to the old people tell their stories.

[Miria]

"I'll just have a light one and a dark one. Maybe get a pitcher of house wine to celebrate also since we are celebrating." The first day of the spring season marked the Homecoming of their dear Mother Morwen. So consequently this was also the first excuse anyone who wanted to unwind used to go to the Red Diamond Tavern today. I'm going to need a lot of alcohol down these joker's throats until they forget what I just told them. "Sigh* Why did I even tell them?"
Speaking to Morwen earlier this morning Miria calmly and openly asked Morwen to help guide her in finding an attractive husband to call her own. Needless to say she was mercilessly heckled throughout the entirety of the afternoon by every member of her hold. Well almost everyone rather. The one person that did matter had a severe case of sheepishness confronting her. "Laforte! How long are you going to avoid me?" Easing a mug of dark ale under his mug Miria sat beside him laying her legs across his lap comfortably.

Letting out a deep breathe her childhood friend merely took the mug and didn't comment on her intrusive behavior. They knew each other enough to not warrant a response. "Aww come on! Your the dark and I'm the light! We both drink it halfway and then finish each other's off. Like always!" Putting her arms around Laforte's head Miria tried to give him a reassuring hug as small impulses to sob ran up her system. "I have to do this. I don't really know how else I can be sure..."

Again silence greeted Miria as she stared awkwardly at Laforte's impassive face. "Fine then. I'm going to do it with someone else! Who knows maybe that's who I will marry!" Pushing herself briskly off the table Miria called up for another dark mug of ale leaving her friend with his thoughts. Why didn't he understand? Scanning the room with her eyes Miria's head did not move through all the bustle and rough housing in the tavern. Most customers today were regulars and had someone to drink with. For once it looked like there wasn't a solitary person left in the bar. "Hey you!"

Miria was in luck after all! Just right next to where Laforte was sitting was a blonde who seemed to be alone. Oooooh! Such pretty hair! I wanna braid it. "Hey there! Haven't seen you before." Waiting to get a closer look at Iosha Miria froze abruptly seeing the Konti up close, causing a splash of the liquid to go flying out of her cup straight at Iosha. Blinking in surprise Miria's crimson hue was replaced with a dirt brown noticing the scales running through her skin. "Hah...this will be a funny story to tell right?" Miria finally joked tryingly. Swallowing hard the Skyglow tried to work past her initial disgusted impression of Iosha raising a mug for Iosha to see. "Wanna share a drink or two dear?"

[Iosha]

Iosha sipped her mug of hot chocolate as she watch the people around her. Iosha's violet eyes fell upon a old man with long white hair, olive skin, and bushy white beard tell a elaborate story in vani to the other elderly around the fire. She couldn't help herself from smilingly when he jumped up on his chair and started to wildly flail his arms about like he was flying through the air. The crowd around him started to laugh as he started to screech like a eagle. He was a animated old man, and he seemed to know how to captivate a crowd with his stories. Iosha turned her gaze away from the old man to see a young woman fawning over a handsome young man. Iosha could tell the woman's feeling for him just by the way she looked at him, and the young man could barely bring himself to look at the cute Vantha woman. She wondered if the two were having relationship issues, so she turned her attention back to the old man's story. The old man was now his back on the floor defending himself from a imaginary foe with a fork. It was a funny scene, and she couldn't help herself from laughing with the crowd. Iosha almost dropped her hot chocolate when she unexpectedly heard a woman yell to her. Iosha quickly put her drink on the table and she meekly looked up at the woman who was fawning over at the young man a few tables down from her. When she got closer, the woman abruptly stopped and causing her drink to splash at her. Iosha jumped up trying to avoid it, but the liquid landed on her white pants. She frowned at the stained and gave her a confused look when the dark haired woman didn't even apologize for the incident. Iosha was getting annoyed at the way the woman stared at her. It wasn't the look of curiosity, but one of disgust. She kept repeating in her head, “I am a proud and dignified Konti. Also She just made a mistake, so I can let it slide for now...” When the woman offered to share a drink with her, Iosha gave the woman a impish grin and teased the woman playfully, “Well, it looked like you already shared a part of your drink with me, but yes I would love to have a drink with you.” Iosha ran a hand through her wavy blond hair and said softly, “My name is Iosha Moonchaser. What is your name? Also I have another question. What is the special occasion today? The tavern seemed to be awfully busy for the middle of the week.”

[Miria]

"Aha. Your too kind." Setting the partially spilled mug on the table Miria offered the light mug of ale leaving her to look at the dark mug brooding quietly. Aww...why didn't I spilled the light drink on her? "Miria Skyglow. Though that may be changing soon." Miria said with a slightly embarrassed grin. Finishing what was left of the dark ale Miria's eyes shifted as she raised an eyebrow to the Konti. "Don't tell me you have never heard of Morwen's Homecoming Iosha. Each start of spring Morwen comes back to Avanthal after spending most of winter going throughout the land."

Taking a nearby cloth Miria waved the handkerchief at Iosha before kneeling down beside her. "Let me see if I can get that for you" Lightly dabbing at the afflicted area Miria's efforts only seemed to make Iosha's clothes worse off then before. Though the Vantha seemed to have dried the area she also spread the stain from only a small splosh of dark color into encompassing one part of Iosha's pants in a milder color of dark brew. "I don't think any of this is working" Having said the obvious Miria could not resist noticing the slight glistening and sheen from Iosha's leg. Having had perhaps three too many Miria roughly pressed her finger on Iosha's heels Miria traced her finger upward until she reached her waist. "Goodness! You konti are slippery when your wet huh?"

Quietly trying to get past her initial fears of Iosha the feel of what laid underneath her clothes did not help with Miria's dispositions towards the konti. In fact her curiosity of the beautiful but seemingly icky race seemed to spur on ridiculous delusions of frightening stories. Around the pair of them came a resounding uproar from the Vantha surrounding them. "Did you hear what she just said?" "I know I can't believe she said that." Snapping out of her trance Miria's eyes turned a vibrant blue looking left and right to see what just happened. "Who are we laughing at?" Her innocent query spurred on another round of laughter from the surrounding crowd as her playful smile turned into a shocked look. "We are laughing at you silly."

Who did they say they were laughing at? All around her all that Miria could see were the faces of people laughing at her expense. Why were they laughing at me? Finally her eyes focused and saw the Konti before her. Without thinking or any deliberation Miria's anxious green eyes turned into a irate orange. "You!" Grabbing at her hair Miria flung herself at Iosha flailing angrily at the Konti. "You petching fish! What did you do?" Bringing her hand up Miria brought it down to give a slap across Iosha's face.

oocIf you don't get what they are laughing at it was the "You konti are slippery when your wet" bit. Think dirty joke.

[Iosha]

Iosha raised an eyebrow and took the light mug of ale from her when the Vantha woman knelt next to her and started cleaning her pants leg. The woman told her they were celebrating Morwen returned to her homeland and her people, and Iosha immediately felt stupid for forgetting the little detail Ayume told her when they were planning on coming to Avanthal in the spring. The konti mind soften to the tipsy dark haired woman because she didn't have to take it upon herself to clean her pants leg by hand, but the blond woman thought it was a nice gestured and smiled warmly at the woman. When the woman named Miria Skyglow told Iosha her name, the konti eyes started to sadden because it was name of her lover's hold, but the blond woman couldn't stay sad for long because the woman added with a hint of embarrassment on her face that she was looking for a husband or getting married soon. Iosha's violet eyes immediately looked at the somber dark haired man at the table next to them, and she leaned down and said with a wink, “Your a lucky woman, Miria. He is definitely a handsome man, and you two looked adorable together..” Iosha started to flush when she saw eyes on them. She wasn't accustom to being pampered by other people. Eventually, the konti was shocked and a little turned on by the way the ran her fingers up her leg tracing the faded scales in his skin. The pressure was a little rough, but she couldn't herself from shivering slightly with pleasure as Miria fingers went up her leg. When Miria told her dirty joke, Iosha turned red in embarrassment and looked at the woman with a twinkle of amusement in her eye, and said to her with a small smile, “I guess it is part of my nature being a child of the sea, Miria.” Iosha looked at the people around her laughing at the joke and said shook her head at them knowing their mind went somewhere else. Human's seemed to have the uncanny ability to turn even the simplest statement into a a reference about sex. Suddenly, Iosha was grabbed by the hair and lifted to her feet by Miria, and she yelled at her and started to accuse her off something she didn't do. Starting to shake in anger and fear at the sudden confrontation, Iosha went wide eyed and was about to protest, but the woman called her a “fish”. This statement cause Iosha blood to boil because it was one of the must insulting things you can call a konti, and to make matter worse for the human, Miria raised an hand slapped Iosha across the face knocking the blond woman to her knees. Iosha stared up at the woman with fury in her violet eyes, and yelled up at the human, “You stupid, ignorant, and racist human! What is wrong with you? I didn't do or say anything to you!” Iosha mind went blank with fury as she looked at the woman. The last month was terribly emotional damaging for the young Konti since she lost her future to a senseless attack by rampaging Zith, so she had been in a state of mourning ever since the death of her lover Ayume Skyglow. However, Iosha knew she needed to defend herself from the crazy woman's attacks otherwise she would considered the kind of person in the city people would think they could take advantage of. Seeing another swing in her direction, Iosha blocked the blow with both her arms, got to her feet, and grabbed the women shirt with her left webbed hand, pulled the woman to her, and driving her webbed fist of her right hand into the stomach of the hysterical woman.

[Miria]

Blushing furiously Miria merely acted coy when Iosha mentioned Laforte. "Aww thanks. Though sometimes I wonder what it would feel like loving another person would feel like. Would my feelings be similar to that I feel for him or is Laforte different? I have to know." Not bothering to share her present concerns or what she might have done to jeopardize the relationship with her childhood friend Miria found herself too busy trying to otherwise hurt the Konti moments later. Breathing heavily as she smacked Iosha down Miria was barely able to breathe forcing the Konti down to a kneel before her. "Your lying!" Rage rekindled inside the Skyglow throwing another rage induced swing at Iosha's direction.

Surprisingly enough the Konti did not take the wild ravaging Miria delivered lying down. Back on her feet Iosha pulled Miria to one side and delivered a hard punch from another. Staggering back Miria gasped for breath pathetically as it was now her turn to take a breather near the floor. The Konti's grip on her shirt making the Vantha breathe finally some form of intervention occured as the sounds of footsteps tried to navigate it's way through the surrounding crowd. Shrieking hysterically Miria rushed the Konti once more sending the pair of them to the ground as a tight bundle of fury.

Flailing widely and with an accompaniment of screaming and shouting to go with the scene Miria pulled, ripped and teared at whatever she could get her eyes on. Cloth, skin, hair anything that came in contact with the Vantha's hands Miria pulled and pushed at. Finally it got to the point where the Vantha found herself mounted atop the Konti. The scene in fact spurred on many 'fellow' Skyglows to make their next portrait in the following day. By now Miria had a lifetime of experience of how a Konti's skin felt like brushed upon one's one.The feeling made Miria's skin crawl as she spat venomous words at Iosha.

"It's worse then I thought. You are completely revolting. You backstabbing bitch. Why did you make a fool out of me?" Taking the slight break in the cat fight as their cue strong arms worked to pull the pair apart to which Miria simply tried to resume their brawl. Kicking, clawing, whatever she could manage.

oocIf you can describe how we get thrown out or otherwised detained outside the tavern please do.

[Iosha]

Iosha violet eyes were staring down at the crazy woman as Miria tried to recover herself from the blow. The Konti glanced up to see a crowd gather around them, and the tick she looked away was the tick needed for Miria Skyglow to resume her assault. Suddenly, she felt the woman's shoulder's hit her stomach, and she toppled over a chair onto her back. All Iosha could do was to protect her face from the human's viscous assaults as she kept feeling the hands off the woman slam down upon her. Iosha was in a panic because nobody was stopping the woman from beating her unconscious. The fall konti reached up and took hold of the woman's dark hair and yanked down hoping the pain would stop the blows from continuing. This seemed to enraged the woman even more, so the konti put a webbed hand on her face, and she pushed with all her might; however, the weight of the human was too much for skinny konti, so it did no good trying to struggle against the overpowering human. The konti decided to take up a defensive posture covering her face with her arms, but suddenly she felt a fist slam into her lip, and she started to feel dizzy from the blow. Suddenly, Iosha saw the man named Laforte wrapped his arms under her shoulder's and pulled the mad woman from the Konti. Iosha looked over as a wrinkled hand quickly yanked her off the ground to her feet. Iosha looked back to see the elderly man staring at her with displeasure in his eyes. Iosha tried to yank her arm away from him, but he had a vice grip on her upper arm. Iosha could see crowd passing money between them, and she looked to the ground in embarrassment. Suddenly, Miria started telling her about how revolting she was for being a konti, and Iosha clenched her jaw and spat at the woman, “I don't even know you enough to back stab you! I talked to you for three chimes before you went all crazy, Miria! Honestly... I don't have any problems finding men or women to appreciate me, Miria, so don't you ever call me revolting you close minded human!” Feeling the urge to beat the woman into a bloody mess, Iosha could start to feel herself losing control of her emotions. She could feel tears streaming from her eyes, and she felt the elderly man grip tighten when she struggled to free herself from his grasp. This time the elder man looked at the Vantha woman and said bluntly, “You are drunk Miria Skyglow, and if I start talking to witlessness, you will be the one at fault for the attack. You dishonor your hold by attacking a guest of Morwen on the night of our goddess return! You should be ashamed of yourself for shaming the hospitality of Vantha! Honestly, the only fool here is you...” Iosha watched the look on Miria face as the elderly man chastised her in front of the tavern than he looked at the Konti and said bluntly, “What about you, Konti? I thought the Konti were a peaceful race of woman, but you seemed to jump into the fight without a second thought.” Iosha looked at the ground and wiped her free arm over her tear filled eyes and said softly, “...Even if I am part of peaceful race, I still have a right to defend myself if I am attacked...I am sorry. I will leave immediately if you can point me in a direction of a Inn...”

[Miria]

A fishy palm covering the Skyglow's mouth was Iosha's answer to Miria's spiteful words. Screaming in protest Miria mirrored the motion groping blindly at Iosha trying find something to get her hands on. Her one of her hands finding her throat and another finding the Konti's other hand to entangle itself with, Miria then focused her attention on the offending hand in her face. Shaking her head in protest Miria managed to trap part of the webbed hand in her mouth. Initially planning to bite down on Iosha's hand Miria's eyes flared sanguine with surprise noticing the extra skin between each finger. Partially chomping down on Iosha's fingers and partially wanting to retch at the sudden realization Miria realized she was doing more harm to herself then Iosha as the pair of them got separated.

“Eww! Eww! Eww! Even her hands are webbed like she's some sort of duck fish!” Nausea on Miria's face she was not quite able to react properly to the elder's words. “Her hands were scaly too! That Konti was inside me! Morwen help me!” Sticking out her tongue trying to otherwise purge the feeling from her mind it took Miria a little longer to realize where exactly a pair of strong hands were molesting freely. “You petcher!” Turning her attention back at the sudden offender this time Laforte intervened by punching the living day lights out of the sleazy man before calming Miria down. “Enough Mirii! Your are taking your wild shenanigans too far.” Looking down on the girl next door Laforte looked back at the elder once again giving him the floor. A worried look on the elder's face nodded in appreciation at Laforte before looking the other of Miria's handlers. “Take her outside I got some words for her.”

Miria's eyes an off colored hazel, stared at the floor off in her own world. Feeling a pull on her arm Miria brought up her arms in protest about to threaten whoever it was who would disturb her brooding. “Miria!” Snapping her eyes to Laforte the archer's eyes were bloodshot red at the sudden outburst before reverting off to a stronger hazel that made her eyes glaze over. Without further instruction Miria slowly filed out of the tavern though insisting that no one held her. Sniffling slightly Miria kept a strong face in front of her peers until she was finally outside. Demanding to be left alone Miria showed a defiant face at whoever was still looking her way. Seeing Laforte step forward the archer preemptively ordered her dear friend away before he spoke a word. “Your the last person I want to talk to. Go away!”

How can she expect to marry in if she acts like that?” Looking back at Iosha the elder waved off any indications of playing favorites in this situation. “As for you I hope you will conduct yourself in a more tolerant way. I'm not sure what happened but I'll be looking for you to make amends with Miria one way or another.” Rubbing his chin in thought the Elder tapped twice on the ground with his staff to herald his upcoming solution. “Your looking for lodging yes? I know just the person to take you to the Savintarr Warrens. Actually I just had a better idea. Come with me.” Making their way outside they walked in on Miria having a private moment with herself not too far from the door.

Taking a seat in a small snow mound Miria shied away from the tavern bringing her legs to her chest and hiding her face from the world. “Ah there you are dear.” Raising her head to the voice Miria kept her face hidden not fully turning to the pair. *Sniff Sniff* “Elder is that you? I'm so sorr-” Halting at the sight of the older man's hand Miria watched the elder's face light up with concern. “He yelled at me. Laforte has never done... He's never been so mad at me.” Offering a consoling hand on the Skyglow's shoulder the man knew that he needed not say another word to the lost Vantha. Eventually the pair will find themselves again, it was almost assured. “Miria I've something to ask you.”

Moving her eyes to the elder Miria kept her head forward sighing mentally. If it wasn't a talk then it was some weird punishment or duties Miria had to fulfill so she wouldn't misbehave again. I'm one of the nicer vantha girls I swear! I'm just a bit of a tomboy at times. “Iosha come over here.” Hearing the name Miria's eyes flared once more though she held her tongue in front of her elders. I'm already not liking this. “First off I want the pair of you to apologize to each other. It does not matter which of you were in the wrong but rather you make a fresh start with each other. Then I have a task for you little miss Skyglow.”

Grumbling incoherently for a tic Miria moved to interrupt the Konti's thoughts. “I suppose I'm sorry for mauling you without warning. I'm also sorry you didn't get that joke.” Sheepishly realizing at the end of the debacle what exactly caused the fight Miria tried to look nonchalant in front of the elder. Don't say anything konti! Don't say anything... just say your sorry too. Please! Miria gave a look at Iosha as she mentally tried antagonizing Iosha to cover for her. I didn't mean it! Konti are amazing and beautiful and not disgusting at all. “I hope we can move past this. I would love to braid your hair one day.”

On another noteSorry I took awhile on this one. I wrote up the post and it was sooo long! Would take me an hour to transfer it to the computer I was using. Flash drives don't even work on it >.>

[Iosha]

Iosha looked at the elder in disbelief that he told her to the more tolerant one after being the victim of drunk woman verbal and physical assault on her. Iosha knew she need to respect the old human since he was a elder, but she didn't like the idea of having accept it was her fault either. She was the one being slapped and was singled out for being a konti, and she had every right to punch the woman in the stomach after she attacked her. Iosha was angry with the whole situation, and she said sternly to elder, “I was making casual conversation with the woman before she snapped and attacked me. I understand that she was drunk, but I never said anything to her that would result in her slapping me across the face, and I am not the one who started to use insulting terms like fish when they describe Konti.” Iosha could feel her face starting to flush in anger when she repeated the term to the elder. She hated being called a fish because she wouldn't ever compare a human to a monkey or a ape, so why should she be compared to a fish? Iosha hoped the elder could hear reason when he heard her story, but he was to absorbed in trying to have her make amend with the crazy woman. Iosha shook her head and said softly, “Alright, I will not make any promises of us being best friends, but I will make peace with her for the sake of your community. Elder.” The elder started to talk about lodging, but he changed his mind and told her to follow him. She nodded to him and told him to wait a moment while she got her equipment. Once it was put on, she followed the elder outside, and she saw the woman named Miria hiding her head in her knees. Iosha glared at the woman for a moment, but the icy wind hit her face, and she could feel the cut on her lip start to sting. When she walked out the door of the tavern, she was immediately hit by a cold wind and falling snow. Ayume mention it snowed almost every day in the ice city, and the konti was starting to believe she was going to have to learn how to deal with it eventually. Iosha stayed behind the elder as he talked to Miria. The woman was crying, and she started to wonder if her young man yelled at her for her behavior. Iosha thoughts were interrupted by her apology, but she was kind annoyed at the suppose part of it. The konti knew the woman wouldn't apologize if she wasn't in trouble with the elder. Iosha let out a deep breath watching the large puff of water vapor raise into the cold air. She tilted her head at the woman when she offered to braid her hair. It was kind gesture, and she decided to give the woman a chance. Iosha walked in front of Miria and knelt down next to her. She studied the face of her attacker for a moment and said softly, “I am sorry Miria for punching you in the stomach, Miria Skyglow.” She hesitated a moment to choose her words carefully before continuing, “I am sure we could have handled the situation differently if we just talked it through first before the incident turned to violence, Miria.” Iosha ran a hand through her now snow covered hair and said softly, “My lover and best friend was a woman from your hold, Miria, and she told me many stories of the Vantha people. I am here to tell her family about her...death.” Iosha still hadn't come to terms with her Ayume's death yet, so when she said the word death the konti started to choke up slightly and said wiping a tears from her eyes, “I think we can move past this terrible incident if you can accept me as a person and not a monster.” Iosha didn't forget her comments about her konti nature, and she wasn't going to have anything to do with a person was going to accept her as a person. Iosha wiped her eyes again and said softly, “My mother died before I learned how to braid my hair, so I would love it if you could show me how to braid my hair like yours, Miria.”

[Miria]

Seriously? Iosha was actually going to apologize back? Miria gave a slight 'huh?' at the words before slowly building up a slightly amazing and bordering on stupid smile on her face. This was the time as any to attribute dumb luck to Miria's face and mostly due to Iosha's placating nature. "Ahah. I'm sorry for sticking your hands in my mouth. Hah!" Trying to cover up her laughing fit in front of the elder Miria almost crooned when Iosha was making amends. "Aww it's nice of you to say that fis-Iosha." I take it back! I mean it! I meant every word of it fool! *Evil laughter* Silly Konti!

Ignoring that the voice in her head sounded more childish then anything Miria found herself nodding when it seemed appropriate to Iosha. Though the better notion was to ask her name Miria doubted that she would have known the Skyglow's name. Either that or the name might have been long forgotten. The news of a fellow Vantha dying was not something Miria was too keen on knowing in any case. "We'll see. We might have rubbed each other the wrong way at first. I'll have to get used to rubbing up on you maybe." Mentally backtracking Miria opened her mouth in protest before the offer to braid hair was returned. "...We shall see."

The elder beside them coughed slightly not buying in Miria's apology. Though it will have to do for now. "Which brings me to my punishment Miria." Oh great. "You and Iosha shall be roommates until a situation arises where one of you is to leave" Blinking at the sudden task the elder had planned Miria opened her mouth to protest. "You can't be serious elder. That would mean she would be around until... until I got married or if she were to leave Avanthal. You can't possibly mean for me to-" "That's exactly what I thought. Now you have a chance to make amends and play nicely with Iosha OR focus on finding a husband who will still take you. Iosha dear I'm sorry to involve you but I think you will enjoy young Skyglow's company during your stay here."

Turning his attention back to Miria the elder gave a stern look before continuing. "Your tendencies to judge others is an ugly one at that Miria. Impose yourself with this rule. If you find yourself spacing away from a traveler make them your guest." Stratching his bum the elder gave a solid look to them in kind before looking back to the celebrations. "On your way now. Oh! And before you go give each other a hug." Choosing this time to licking his lips the elder went along unfettered. "One that warms my heart. So make a good effort for me." Eww...he can't be serious. Why do I have the worst luck with these elders? Turning back to Iosha Miria retreated from her crouched positions lightly shaking her head no to Iosha. Though she might not think so. Morwen help me I will cut a Konti tonight. "Come on now. I'm waiting"