Closed [Smokesend Plantation] Bountiful Harvest (Fiora, Inari)

[Inari Lorak]

Inari hesitated a moment, torn between wanting to stay and worrying over her obligations, but in the end decided it would be best to allow each of the three women to tend to unfinished business. She shivered a little at the thought of the setting sun and going back to a rather solitary routine of just her and Pina, warming themselves by the fire whilst trying to take each other far away to lands of wondrous things, like freedom and handsome knights and families who loved them back. In this, Inari always found herself feeling a bit envious of Fi; she had a family to go back to, adoring children of her own and an occasionally affectionate husband. Yes, Bice was a terrible hulk of an oaf, but at least... Nala's mention of future plans, however, sowed innumerable seeds of possibilities in the Lorak's fertile mind, and Inari silently vowed to make at least a few of them germinate. It cheered her a bit, knowing she now had not one, but two friends to warm her otherwise lonesome days. "No, thank you, you've done more than enough for us, and you can count on those visits," Inari beamed, taking Nala's hand in a firm grip before accepting her cloak graciously with a nod of thanks to the slave. "In fact, you ought to come with us into town sometime and allow us to show you around! There's no shortage of mischief we could get ourselves into. That, and we've a party to plan for..." She grinned deviously at that, and slid Fi an up-to-no-good look to inform her friend of what she was in for. There was no way Inari was letting the prettiest Benshiran in all of Kenash go to Adair's party as anything less than dazzling. And, from the looks of their new friend, there was probably nothing Nala could be except a fiercely stunning head turner. Mm, yes, they were going to make one hell of an entrance, that was certain. Fi would find a thousand ways to object, of course, but the Lorak was determined to weed out any excuses in this matter. As Inari often said regarding her brief stints as a performer, if something crazy pops into your head and your first reaction is "no," do it. When they finally reached the water where a bored looking riverman was waiting, Inari took a moment to soak in the images of her friends, standing on the edge of the banks like guardians warding off a coldness that had nothing to do with the weather. She was about to say goodbye, then leaped out of the boat and hugged each of them fiercely, almost knocking Fi backwards into her horse. A few more farewells and promises of future visits later, Inari was back in the wooden raft and her friends on their fine horses. She uttered "Whitesnake" and the riverman began pushing the boat away from the grassy banks at once, slowly gaining momentum as they glided along the calm waters. Inari waved one last time and watched as they turned to trot away, watched until they were nothing but little dots on the burning, orange horizon. Only then did she turn to face the front of the boat, thinking of nothing but Pina, hot food, and happiness come.

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Nalahessarajor:
XP:+4 socialization, +2 observation, +1 hosting, +2 teaching
Lores: The Iron Pipe: Had a successful season ,Fiora Radacke: Grew up in Yahebah. Fiora Radacke: Married to Bice, mother of two young children. Deserts: Very hot. Fiora Radacke: Opening a new shop


[indent]Fiora Radacke:
XP:+5 socialization, +4 observation,
Lores:Nalahessarajor: Hatched far from Kenash, Nalahessarajor: Raised in Kenash, Dhani: Hatched rather than birthed. Zinrah: Home of Dhani, Nalahessarajor: Can speak to snakes


Inari Lorak:
XP:+4 socialization, +2 observation
Lores: Zinrah: Home of Dhani, Nalahessarajor: Can speak to snakes

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