It was a fascinating experience listening to the Ethaefal talk. Her choice of words could be quite strange compared to others that she'd heard speaking Common but the cadence of her speech was simply wonderful. Her voice was pleasantly warm and melodious and Azira thought she could listen to her all day. She had such fluency that the huntress envied her more than a little. It wasn't just her voice that was fascinating, but her face as well. Every expression appeared exquisite on her divine features. What would twist the features of an ordinary person in to an ugly mask became a sublime visage on Alses. She'd give anything to watch the movements of her face all the time, to trace her features, to explore her delicate lips. She wished that she could draw so that she could capture her likeness. Not that such a thing could be possible; no one could possibly encapsulate her heavenly being in mere mortal materials.
Focus, woman! Listen to what she's saying and stop obsessing over how she looks, she snapped at herself. Mentally shaking herself to turn her thoughts back to the here and now.
The other was reacting to what she said, making comments and asking questions and Azira had to struggle to keep herself in the moment rather than drifting in to her former trains of thought.
"Blood is not for everyone. I am used to it. I do not... notice it anymore. I can understand your... discomfort," she explained with a sympathetic smile. But no, you are right. It works because no one starves. I am just used to something different. At home, we do starve." She shrugged as if it was no big deal. It was something that she was accustomed to and had grown to expect yet there were other places that just didn't seem to have to deal with the difficulties with which the Inarta had long contended. The race as a whole did not tend to look underfed, the Dek being something of an exception, but that was merely their build. They looked healthy and they had a great strength that allowed them to survive the difficulties Wind Reach presented. She wasn't so sure that the citizens of Lhavit were quite as hardy.
Alses certainly had a lot to say for herself and she wanted to know more about the huntress, that was obvious. Azira was beginning to wonder if she'd get any more information about the woman when she seemed to recollect that the Inarta had also been asking questions. She let off a stream of information, some of which she clearly expected Azira to understand and one little snippet that piqued her curiosity because it was withheld. She knew Lhavit had powerful families that each had a tower to themselves but she couldn't really remember much about them aside from the fact that there were three of them. Plus there was something about each having its own specialised magic. This was obviously what Alses was on about although the redhead was not familiar with what auristics was. She decided that she was allowed another question before she answered the ones that the Ethaefal had asked.
"The Dusk Tower is for... auristics? I do not know it, the magic. What does it do? I know if reimancy. We use it at home. Earth is the normal one. But you say it is not your best magic? What other magic can you do? I have read that there are many magics but I would not have seen them, " she explained eagerly. She did not often have a chance to talk to magic users and Alses seemed to be a special one indeed. She could heal herself, she could use this auristics and could do more, possibly much more. So of course Azira was more than a little curious.
"You asked me questions though. First, I answer. I came in middle of winter. I have not been here long. Still it is very strange. It gets more strange as days pass. Do you understand?" she asked anxiously, worried she wouldn't get her meaning across. "The Unforgiving is like home. I know it, it is not new for me. I feel... happy there. It may have secrets but I do not know them. I only know where to find what I want to kill. Hunting is something I do for long time. I started at 11. The snow," she waved at the light flurries dancing down around them, "It makes it hard to hunt now. Very dangerous. I am less sure here. On a clear day, it is no problem. But you are right, not everyone can hunt. Some find it hard to kill. It is not... right to them." She thought of Khara's squeamishness when Azira had gotten her to break a rabbit's neck. It had gotten to her in a way that the huntress had understood. She had been like that too, although perhaps more traumatised because she had been so much younger. Her mouth had sunk in to a grim line but she forced a smile for the other woman's benefit.
"You are a teacher of magic for Chiona Dusk?" she asked in an effort to change the subject. They must almost be at the library now and so only a small amount of conversation more should be necessary to see them to their journey's end. "Chiona Dusk is an important woman?"
OOCAzira is more than a little infatuated. My sincerest apologies but the girl has a mind of her own. What can you do? I figure another post or two more and then they can part ways at the library. Perhaps with the Miz equivalent of each other's phone numbers?
Focus, woman! Listen to what she's saying and stop obsessing over how she looks, she snapped at herself. Mentally shaking herself to turn her thoughts back to the here and now.
The other was reacting to what she said, making comments and asking questions and Azira had to struggle to keep herself in the moment rather than drifting in to her former trains of thought.
"Blood is not for everyone. I am used to it. I do not... notice it anymore. I can understand your... discomfort," she explained with a sympathetic smile. But no, you are right. It works because no one starves. I am just used to something different. At home, we do starve." She shrugged as if it was no big deal. It was something that she was accustomed to and had grown to expect yet there were other places that just didn't seem to have to deal with the difficulties with which the Inarta had long contended. The race as a whole did not tend to look underfed, the Dek being something of an exception, but that was merely their build. They looked healthy and they had a great strength that allowed them to survive the difficulties Wind Reach presented. She wasn't so sure that the citizens of Lhavit were quite as hardy.
Alses certainly had a lot to say for herself and she wanted to know more about the huntress, that was obvious. Azira was beginning to wonder if she'd get any more information about the woman when she seemed to recollect that the Inarta had also been asking questions. She let off a stream of information, some of which she clearly expected Azira to understand and one little snippet that piqued her curiosity because it was withheld. She knew Lhavit had powerful families that each had a tower to themselves but she couldn't really remember much about them aside from the fact that there were three of them. Plus there was something about each having its own specialised magic. This was obviously what Alses was on about although the redhead was not familiar with what auristics was. She decided that she was allowed another question before she answered the ones that the Ethaefal had asked.
"The Dusk Tower is for... auristics? I do not know it, the magic. What does it do? I know if reimancy. We use it at home. Earth is the normal one. But you say it is not your best magic? What other magic can you do? I have read that there are many magics but I would not have seen them, " she explained eagerly. She did not often have a chance to talk to magic users and Alses seemed to be a special one indeed. She could heal herself, she could use this auristics and could do more, possibly much more. So of course Azira was more than a little curious.
"You asked me questions though. First, I answer. I came in middle of winter. I have not been here long. Still it is very strange. It gets more strange as days pass. Do you understand?" she asked anxiously, worried she wouldn't get her meaning across. "The Unforgiving is like home. I know it, it is not new for me. I feel... happy there. It may have secrets but I do not know them. I only know where to find what I want to kill. Hunting is something I do for long time. I started at 11. The snow," she waved at the light flurries dancing down around them, "It makes it hard to hunt now. Very dangerous. I am less sure here. On a clear day, it is no problem. But you are right, not everyone can hunt. Some find it hard to kill. It is not... right to them." She thought of Khara's squeamishness when Azira had gotten her to break a rabbit's neck. It had gotten to her in a way that the huntress had understood. She had been like that too, although perhaps more traumatised because she had been so much younger. Her mouth had sunk in to a grim line but she forced a smile for the other woman's benefit.
"You are a teacher of magic for Chiona Dusk?" she asked in an effort to change the subject. They must almost be at the library now and so only a small amount of conversation more should be necessary to see them to their journey's end. "Chiona Dusk is an important woman?"
OOCAzira is more than a little infatuated. My sincerest apologies but the girl has a mind of her own. What can you do? I figure another post or two more and then they can part ways at the library. Perhaps with the Miz equivalent of each other's phone numbers?
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