Corneliun watched his friend become more intoxicated by the moment, his mind singling out onto one thing. Women. Corneliun finished the last of his drink, a sense of mellowness taking hold of him. He looked up at Valo, watching the sparkle grow in his eye, the red blush that began to fill his cheeks.
"Cheap women?" he raised an eyebrow "Are you blind Valo?"
He gave a grin and stood as he dusted himself off. He extended a hand out in a gesture to all the larks that floated about the dust, their singing voices echoing out into the sky. He clapped Valo on the shoulder, his golden eyes meeting his "Your women are all around you Valo. You just need to go and grab them."
He took his empty mug and got it refilled, his eyes scanning the pillars for a potential piece of entertainment to keep his friend occupied. If Corneliun could of had a choice he would rather have nothing to do with the women, he was quiet content with drinking and merry making, to disappear behind alcohol with song and foolishness, a simpler way of living. He returned to Valo, taking a slurp of his beer, before straightening.
"I'll get you a woman."
It was at this point that the mixed blood waved at a Lark behind him, a signal that she came over, which she quickly did. There was a slight spring in her step, a small smile, as her eyes laid upon the two men. He spoke to her in Arumenic, followed by a small nod and an incline to Valo. Her lips pursed, her eyes looking the man up and down before nodding.
"I can," she spoke in very basic common before turning her head to him once more.
For a moment, Corneliun turned his back to his friend, a quiet mumbling of voices, before coin was exchanged. It was after that Corneliun Frik stepped away, a giving wink to Valo before drinking more, "Don't be too rough now. You've still got to treat these ladies right."
"Cheap women?" he raised an eyebrow "Are you blind Valo?"
He gave a grin and stood as he dusted himself off. He extended a hand out in a gesture to all the larks that floated about the dust, their singing voices echoing out into the sky. He clapped Valo on the shoulder, his golden eyes meeting his "Your women are all around you Valo. You just need to go and grab them."
He took his empty mug and got it refilled, his eyes scanning the pillars for a potential piece of entertainment to keep his friend occupied. If Corneliun could of had a choice he would rather have nothing to do with the women, he was quiet content with drinking and merry making, to disappear behind alcohol with song and foolishness, a simpler way of living. He returned to Valo, taking a slurp of his beer, before straightening.
"I'll get you a woman."
It was at this point that the mixed blood waved at a Lark behind him, a signal that she came over, which she quickly did. There was a slight spring in her step, a small smile, as her eyes laid upon the two men. He spoke to her in Arumenic, followed by a small nod and an incline to Valo. Her lips pursed, her eyes looking the man up and down before nodding.
"I can," she spoke in very basic common before turning her head to him once more.
For a moment, Corneliun turned his back to his friend, a quiet mumbling of voices, before coin was exchanged. It was after that Corneliun Frik stepped away, a giving wink to Valo before drinking more, "Don't be too rough now. You've still got to treat these ladies right."