47th of Summer, 514 AV
Braggart Square was certainly not the location to go to for some peace and quiet. It was loud. It was busy. People clamoured for attention, sometimes. At other times, people stood up and spoke louder than the rest. They proclaimed their loves, their trials, their successes. In the bells that Adrienna Lynint had been there, simply enjoying a day off, she had seen different couples proclaim their vows and be wed by Cheva, and she envied the freedom that the Freeborn possessed which allowed them to so easily make their choices.
Oh, but she was disgusted by them for the same reason. It was the contrast of feelings that had her there, biding her time as the bells progressed, and capturing spare bits of information that she could use to glean further knowledge from. The smirk that sometimes curled her pale mouth was more devious than kind for a reason.
The Lynint had procured writing materials earlier, with the intention to seize upon the resources available for Dynasts that were interested. Braggart Square was near the Library, though, and she could not resist gleaning a bit of gossip that Lucian might find interesting... or that he'd at least listen to as she reasoned over it.
In her endeavor to begin taking notes, Adrienna had purchased ink in black, red, and blue. She'd bought quills. She'd bought two books. Wisely, she'd brought her backpack from home in order to carry her purchases*red ink 4gm, blue ink 4gm, black ink 4gm, two books 12gm, three quills 3sm. It sat there, upon her lap and beneath her clasped hands. She sat daintily enough, painting the austere image of delicate Dynast in bearing and clothing choice, but she bared the inkings upon her arms and the piercings at her face with a sort of pride that, really, only a Dynast could carry.
Braggart Square was certainly not the location to go to for some peace and quiet. It was loud. It was busy. People clamoured for attention, sometimes. At other times, people stood up and spoke louder than the rest. They proclaimed their loves, their trials, their successes. In the bells that Adrienna Lynint had been there, simply enjoying a day off, she had seen different couples proclaim their vows and be wed by Cheva, and she envied the freedom that the Freeborn possessed which allowed them to so easily make their choices.
Oh, but she was disgusted by them for the same reason. It was the contrast of feelings that had her there, biding her time as the bells progressed, and capturing spare bits of information that she could use to glean further knowledge from. The smirk that sometimes curled her pale mouth was more devious than kind for a reason.
The Lynint had procured writing materials earlier, with the intention to seize upon the resources available for Dynasts that were interested. Braggart Square was near the Library, though, and she could not resist gleaning a bit of gossip that Lucian might find interesting... or that he'd at least listen to as she reasoned over it.
In her endeavor to begin taking notes, Adrienna had purchased ink in black, red, and blue. She'd bought quills. She'd bought two books. Wisely, she'd brought her backpack from home in order to carry her purchases*red ink 4gm, blue ink 4gm, black ink 4gm, two books 12gm, three quills 3sm. It sat there, upon her lap and beneath her clasped hands. She sat daintily enough, painting the austere image of delicate Dynast in bearing and clothing choice, but she bared the inkings upon her arms and the piercings at her face with a sort of pride that, really, only a Dynast could carry.
