Closed (Soothing Waters Bath and Massage) Day at the Baths

[Artora Daklan]

Artora was conflicted, she was at a loss as to what her next move should be and that tended to make her an unhappy person. As a result she had perhaps a bit ironically put on one of her best sets of clothing, a tight fitting gown in midnight blue, that was nearly sheer, of course this was not the wisest thing to wear this time of year in Syliras were is was semi cold, which required a matching cloak in nearly the same color, and plenty of jewelry that was nearly the real thing and a well coiffed hair style. She was carefully watching people come and go, she was on the look out for some one who appeared to have more wealth than sense and the baths were as good of place as any to find such a person.

If she were being honest with herself Artora was also more interested in indulging herself than finding some one who fit that bill, although both were high on her list of things to do. She had already treated herself to a little bit of a drink and while she wasn't not drunk she had a pleasant warmth creeping through her body adding to the atmosphere of the bath house. She had began to keep herself busy by loitering around and enjoying the sight of the male bodies in various states of undress. Although, even she had to adtmit there were some who felt more confident in their current state than they had any right to be.

She popped a bite sized piece of fruit into her mouth as she watched the parade, surely sooner or later one would present themselves as the person she was looking for, patience was clearly required. But sooner, or later they would show themselves, after all, she was her how could they not Artora was Artora after all. She would just have to remind herself she was playing for the long game and fight the urge to focus on what was right in front of her face.

On the other hand she may die tomorrow and there wouldn't be a need for it. Maybe she would just enjoy the day of leisure and worry about what might happen in the future tomorrow, after all she had so much with which to occupy herself at the moment.

[Roselina]

Roselina looked around the place with a smile, it was amusing what people would pay to relax, not that she was paying, she had sneaked in.

Her hair was down and combed, which hadn't helped really, as it was still unruly, as usual. She had on her usual dress, a long, low cut brightly coloured gown. As in her opinion, the best place for someone who didn't want to stand out to hide, was in plain sight.

She was chatting to a rich man, obviously with money, obviously old, and probably married. This wasn't a problem to her though. All Roselina wanted was to see if she could get anything from him.

So she stood there, weaving a tale of lies about her terrible childhood to him, a tale she had told many times "My parents were killed by bandits when I was young. I had nowhere to go!"

She continued like that for a few more minutes, the look of naivety and innocence, however when it seemed to be going nowhere, she exscused herself and sat down, slightly annoyed that he hadn't fell for her story.

[Artora Daklan]

Artora was musing about who looked the most..entertaining. There was a certain kind of person that was required. Old money was idea, so to speak but they were tricky, being so full of themselves they rarely had time for any one else or bothered to listen when some one spoke to them, making them more or less a waste of time, unless they looked to be upset or looking to have a good time and not really caring who or what they threw money at.

At the moment she did not see either, and they tended to make themselves easy to spot. Some kinds of people were hard to miss after all. She was mulling over the idea of doing something productive or rather to just remain where she was and let the day be spent more or less in the baths and spent indulging herself.

Both ideas had merits and for the moment, she was happy enough to wait and see if any one grabbed her attention before deciding rather or not she would remain here or move on to see if better things awaited her, after all some one interesting seemed to turn up here abouts if she simply waited long enough.

Artora was brought out of her musings by the sound of what seemed to be a female voice. While that by it's self wasn't anything unusual, after all women had to bath as well. But, this one seemed to be trying and she had to admit not getting very far with some of the patrons of the baths. Stifling a yawn she shifted to get a better view of what was going on.

It seemed to be the woman in question was trying to part some one and their money. As Artora had suspected she was not very successful thus far, normally she would let the girl try and fail, after all it was no concern of hers rather or not she managed to land some one and it meant more for Artora, but in this case there was something about the situation that made her feel a little generous.

"Come here." She spoke almost lazily and slowly used a one finger beckon motion to usher her towards her. "He's clearly not going to believe you anyway." It was a little blunt, but there was no reason to pretend the man was going to have a sudden change of heart.

[Artora Daklan]

Artora was musing about who looked the most..entertaining. There was a certain kind of person that was required. Old money was idea, so to speak but they were tricky, being so full of themselves they rarely had time for any one else or bothered to listen when some one spoke to them, making them more or less a waste of time, unless they looked to be upset or looking to have a good time and not really caring who or what they threw money at.

At the moment she did not see either, and they tended to make themselves easy to spot. Some kinds of people were hard to miss after all. She was mulling over the idea of doing something productive or rather to just remain where she was and let the day be spent more or less in the baths and spent indulging herself.

Both ideas had merits and for the moment, she was happy enough to wait and see if any one grabbed her attention before deciding rather or not she would remain here or move on to see if better things awaited her, after all some one interesting seemed to turn up here abouts if she simply waited long enough.

Artora was brought out of her musings by the sound of what seemed to be a female voice. While that by it's self wasn't anything unusual, after all women had to bath as well. But, this one seemed to be trying and she had to admit not getting very far with some of the patrons of the baths. Stifling a yawn she shifted to get a better view of what was going on.

It seemed to be the woman in question was trying to part some one and their money. As Artora had suspected she was not very successful thus far, normally she would let the girl try and fail, after all it was no concern of hers rather or not she managed to land some one and it meant more for Artora, but in this case there was something about the situation that made her feel a little generous.

"Come here." She spoke almost lazily and slowly used a one finger beckon motion to usher her towards her. "He's clearly not going to believe you anyway." It was a little blunt, but there was no reason to pretend the man was going to have a sudden change of heart.

[Roselina]

She glanced over in surprise at the sound of someone calling her, she pondered if there was any harm in talking to her, and then sighed, standing and making her way over to the woman.

She has figured by this point that all the people in here were selfish, and not caring about what someone else's problems were. Not that she could judge them, as she didn't care much for others either.

This woman appeared to be the same as them, her looks were of someone who had lived in the lap of luxury, the way she carried herself showed that. Roselina had seen her type before.


So she wondered then, what she wanted, and why she had chosen to intervene at that moment.

It had been a shame that everyone here was selfish, as she was planning to buy some nicer things for herself. Maybe a new dagger, or a new necklace. However those weren't priorities.

Roselina had to admit, she didn't find anything about this place relaxing, it possibly could have been being surrounded by the wealthy, or it could have merely been that this wasn't her idea of fun.

She reached the woman, after seeing her up close, she looked young, and rather attractive. It appeared that she was human.
"Need something?"
She smiled at her easily, though to a trained eye it would be fake.

[Artora Daklan]

Artora gave Roselina a once over as she got closer enough to give her a once over, as subtly as she could. She had to admit she looked a little plan, but it could simply be because of how she was dressed, given a little cleaning up, she might come out as pleasantly featured which sometimes attracted more attention than some one possessing classical beauty.

She had been pondering this when Rosalina got close enough to speak to her. "Let us see you." She was aware the smile was mostly likely fake, after all she had learned how to smile on command, it was a rather handy skill to have. People were often more concerned that a person was enjoying herself and did not bother to see if they meant in when they smiled. It was fairly easy to get some one to do what one wanted them too once the basics were mastered.

"Want? I don't want anything, you." She said rather pointedly. "Entertain me. Although, I dare say you ought to come up with a better story than that if you want to get some one to pay attention to you. Dead parents happen all the time, no one bothers to care any more." Which was true enough, to stand out a dead mother was not going to cut it.

"Also you should relax, if you look like you're at your mothers funeral no one will believe you're here to have a good time." For the moment at least Artora had clearly fond something to entertain herself with. She was fickle and her attention had fallen on Rosalina for whatever reason. "No one cares, that your parents are dead, try something else." She looked at Rosalina as if expecting her to object to the inspection.

[Roselina]

She smiled slightly at the woman, amused that she could see through it that well.

I entertain her, she thought to herself, it was a strange thing indeed to say to someone you had just met, but this woman looked as if she was beyond caring. Roselina pondered whether she even cared to relate to others in the first place.

However, she was right, it was truly a weak attempt that she had pulled off. She knew that dead parents rarely worked anymore, but it was a cruel world, and for some people it would work. It was usually better to use that lie on someone poor, someone who would know loss.

"Yes, I'm not as young as I was when I started to do this, no one would believe that anymore, it was a weak attempt, I have to admit."

She looked over at her " I entertain you, you say? I don't see how I do, as I wouldn't call myself particularly amusing."