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[Kyra]

Kyra stared directly into his eyes as she slowly moved back, light steps pressing against the rocky surface under her feet. There was no malice intent behind her actions, and it wasn't out of disrespect that she chose to dance upon the grave stones in the garden. Life was simply different for her, and she didn't think much of things such as graves or memorials. The dead were gone, never to return and couldn't be replaced by stone.

As interesting as she found the Drykas, the conversation had grown stale, and she needed another form of entertainment. He seemed the intelligent type, or in the least sneaky, and she doubted he would slip on his words just yet. So she chose to continue her interrogation using a different technique. "You don't have to be shy, this..is just for fun."

She moved back a bit further, not taking her eyes from his for even a moment as she guided him onto the stones. Her touch was gentle, as she held his hands, allowing them to move up her arms if he choice too. "You are..good on your feet, yes?" She asked him, and moved closer to him. She held his arms with gentle fingers and steadied herself, before stepping back again while maintaining her balance. "You seem..quiet Crypt, am I too much?"

Slowly, she released his hand, and moved away again, lightly stepping backwards on the tips of her toes and tried to balance herself on just one stone. Looking to him with a smirk upon her lips, Kyra hopped up, turning quickly on one spinning heel, and using her free leg to balance her spin as she slowed to a stop. "Come.." She asked him, reaching a hand out towards him.

[Crypt]

Crypt struggled to follow her steps as Kyra led him on a dance around the Stone Garden. It wasn't wild or fast; on the contrary, it was almost slow and stately. Crypt eventually settled for a passable imitation of her movements. Even though he had to glance at her feet every now and then, Crypt was still enjoying this immensely. Oh dear... I do hope I'm not desecrating these memorials to the dead. Well, Dira has taken them, and so this is only a symbol. Not as if I'm dancing on their graves. Forgive me, honoured dead. “On the contrary, miss... 'Tis hard not to be shy when I'm dancing with a beautiful girl like you.” The moonlight practically reflected off Kyra's silver hair, giving it a certain luminous look, softening it such that she appeared... ethereal, there was no other word for it. He moved his hands higher up her arms, but stopped before they went too far. Her skin was of a smooth texture, almost as if he was stroking the fur of a feline. Crypt tensed up for a bit as Kyra moved close to him before she moved away again. “Quiet? Nay, no one will be ever too much for me. I am swift in combat, but I am poor in dancing.” Crypt spoke smoothly in his deep baritone. Crypt watched her perfect pirouette with some amusement; both of them were enjoying this impromptu dance immensely. Crypt smiled genuinely as he took her hand again, this time with more confidence, and waltzed with her.

[Kyra]

"Is that so Crypt? And what about me..that is so beautiful?" She continued to stare into his eyes as they danced, using this subtle sign of trust to guide them along the rocky surface under their feet. She only smiled as he looked down every now and again, the kelvic was light on her feet, and even if it appeared that she was about to step on his boots, her feet would move aside.

"Is there a reason you wear that mask? Why would you want to hide such a face from the world?" Kyra was enjoying herself, more so than she thought she would. It had been years since she had danced this way, and it brought back memories...memories that had once made her happy. Though he claimed differently, he wasn't a bad dancer at all. He stayed on his feet, and given the fact that they were dancing upon stones, said enough about his talents.

She didn't mind his touch at all, in fact he was very gentle, and caring in his movement which was always a good thing to have in a dance partner. When she moved close to him, she stared closely into his eyes, her gaze lingering for only a moment before she slipped away again. Kyra glanced at him intently in return of his comment about no one being too much for him. "Then, perhaps we should do battle?" She said with a soft giggle.

Pulling him closer again, her slender body pressed against his larger forum, she stared further into his eyes again, as she spoke in a gentle tone. "Faster now.." Kyra then moved from the stones, her nimble fingers curled around his own, as she moved their arms apart, while she danced around the stones. She swung them wide, hands clasped together as they moved as one through the garden. The pace picked quicken, and though she may have been leading, she didn't take anything away from any movements that he might attempt.

They dipped, they turned, twirled under the stars. Kyra released one of his hands and spun herself out, then back under his arms again. She was impressed that he could keep up, allowing her to relive those moments that were long lost in time. Of course he wasn't the dancer that Jacques was, but he didn't have to be. Since those days Kyra had learned to dance much better and could hold her own without a lead. She spun away from him again but paused suddenly.

She could hear foot steps in the distance, the clanking sound of heavy armor roaming around. There was no mistaking it...Knights were headed their way. She figured that it was better to leave, not wanting to run into the Knights too many times to where they might remember her face. Kyra turned back to Crypt, gently releasing his hand and bringing her own back to her hips. "Maybe we should leave from this place, and continue else where..perhaps your home? There is something I'd like to ask you..but not here."

[Crypt]

“Your silky hair, m'dear... And your lovely eyes...” Growing more confident, Crypt led her off into another direction, deeper into the Stone Garden. As the couple weaved through the Stone Garden, Crypt detected a tone that signified that she was impressed with him in the question she posed. “Well, sometimes hiding your face and emotions can be quite... useful. My face isn't quite... attractive anyway.” Crypt replied in that deep, smooth baritone of his. Kyra was an amazing dancer; she seemed to flow from point to point, bathed in Leth's light, and not once did Crypt step on her dainty feet, for it seemed that they would shift ever so slightly to avoid his own large feet. This dance was the most enjoyable thing Crypt had experienced for a long time, and he relished it fully. He was caught by surprise as she pressed herself against him, but swiftly regained his composure and continued to dance, this time at a faster pace. She was elegant; she was radiant compared to Crypt's efforts. It seemed that they would be locked in each other's arms forever, dancing the eternal dance as Leth smiled on them. For an onlooker, they appeared to be focused wholly on each other, their bodies glowing faintly due to the moonlight. But it was not to be. The clanking of armor against armor reached their ears, and the dance ceased. “Very well, my lady. I have only a small room where I stay with my Strider, but you are welcome to accompany me there.” He reached out for her hand, grasping it gently in his left hand for fear of injuring her accidentally, and started to lead her towards the Traveler's Row.

[Kyra]

"That will do.." Kyra nodded, pulling her hood back over her head, before taking his hand and heading off. It was best that the Knights didn't see her as much, she had already found herself in the middle of a brawl not few days past. If she continued to show up in these..unique situations it might call attention to her...which wasn't good. "Thank you for the dance..it was fun."

Kyra was a kelvic after all, and kelvics weren't treated as the humans were. Her punishment would be much different that that of these humans, if she were caught acting out. There was still so much that she had to do in the city, and she still wasn't sure of what to make about the man walking next to her. At least inside, she could speak with him more and see just who he was, and if he could be of any help if it came to that.

Kyra walked along side Crypt as he led her to the Traveler's Row. She glanced around every so often, being sure that she didn't spot any familiar drunks along the way. That had been an interesting night, and a close call as well. Luckily nothing happened that would have ruined her plans, and force her to leave the city. Once they arrived, Kyra allowed him to lead, and simply followed him to wherever he decided to take her. "I'm glad that you agreed, do you bring many women to your room?"

[Crypt]

“Aye, true, lass. Wonderful, even.” The Traveler's Row was getting closer and closer. The narrow street they were on reminded Crypt of that night in Alvadas, and he suppressed a shudder. It had been horrible; the sides of the street he was on were advancing rather quickly, and he only got out of there in time. It had almost given him claustrophobia. As they approached the Traveler's Row, Crypt sputtered as he heard the Kelvic's next line, regaining his composure after looking at her for a few seconds. “I've bedded a few women in my time, if that's what you're referring to. My room here is rather small, and might be uncomfortable for any lady that wishes to enter my room. That is why I have not brought any women so far, but you are welcome to enter.”

[Kyra]

"You don't need to turn shy on me Crypt, you can be honest. Why else would you invite me inside to easily...so readily?" She stared at him closely, watching his expression and even the most subtle movements in his features. Kyra walked further inside his room and looked around. It was small as he had said, though most rooms seemed small to her, especially if she compared it to the out doors where she also had slept from time to time.

Turning back to face him, she reached up, small fingers clasping her cloak as she started to pull back the hood once more. "Do you mind if I sit?" She asked him, then waited for his permission before she took a seat on his bed. She looked around again, eying nothing in particular, but trying to figure out how to start.

"I was..given a message. From who, I do not know. But it said that there was someone...here. Someone who I must find. Whoever this person is, they must have come into the city...or perhaps." She paused a moment, her thoughts wandering off for a few ticks before she spoke again. "This could be a trap...maybe, but I have to try, although..I don't know what this person looks like."

Kyra stared at him, narrowing her eyes, her lips curving upward as she leaned back further onto his bed. "It's hard to say...you could be him, no?" She paused again as she attempted to make herself more comfortable. "I suppose not..." She crossed her right leg over the other, then sat up while placing her hands in her lap. "You seem to know things..know people. Can you help me? I can make it worth your time I'm sure."

[Crypt]

Crypt smirked and said nothing, merely leading her to his room silently. Maras' head lifted up slightly, looking at Crypt and Kyra sleepily before dropping it on the floor. Crypt patted the stallion before taking a seat on a wooden chair, listening to all Kyra had to say. “Lass...” Crypt began in his slow voice. “I am new to Syliras, having been here for less than half a season. I am not the person you seek, unfortunately, but I will help you in finding what you seek. I need no money, though I would not decline if offered it, but at the very least I wish to know everything that you find out or already know about this in exchange for me using what I know to aid you. Savvy?”

[Kyra]

"Unfortunately.." Kyra replied staring at him hard, as if she was trying to look inside of him. He didn't know, she hadn't told him just yet, but the plans that had for the person, man or woman that she searched for, was a death suited to their crime. It was also possible that she might lose out to a raging fit and carve them up into beef tips. It was hard to say at the moment, but what she did know was that she had to finish this.

"If you can help me, I will find a way to repay you. I should do so. Yes?" Uncrossing her legs, Kyra stood up and started to wander around the room, looking upon the notes and writing materials on his table. "The person that I'm looking for.." She started with her back to him, nimble fingers reaching to the inside of her cloak and retrieving a single closed letter. "Stole something dear to me,.." She continued as she turned to face him and hopped on top of his table, moving her hands behind her and pushing the letter over the back of the table so that it slipped in between the leg of the table and the wall behind it.

Focusing her gaze upon him again, she crossed her legs, arms she held behind her stretched out, as she arched her back a bit and settled on the table. " How would you find someone, if you don't know what they looked like..or anything else about them?" Kyra watched his expression closely, it was a dark question to answer for most including herself, but for some reason she felt that his answer might be different.

[Crypt]

OOCDo you know who that person is? “Very well. I shall hold you to your word once this is over.” Her case appeared to be an enigma. No facts whatsoever? Curious. Nothing, not even a shred of evidence to show a hint of who he was? Crypt was entirely clueless, but the allure of the mystery was too attractive to resist. “I will... admit... That I am unsure of how to proceed from here, especially since I have no information about him. Now, if he is from Ravok, he would most likely hide his place of origin and fake one since the citizens of Syliras detest the Ravokians. That would complicate matters. Did he arrive here in the past few days? If so, we may have some success. On some pretext we may be able to question people that deal with newcomers - The person manning the desk of the Traveler's Row, for example. However, if he has a private residence here, it will be much more difficult to find him, if he is in Syliras, that is. These are some possible avenues in which to find any leads as to his identity, and they may be easily blocked off. How did you know of his presence here?”