Stanley
*The Salamander has returned to New Salvania.

Hitoshi is wandering through the streets, this time looking for some food, maybe some supplies. The man is quite youthful and almost pretty in appearance, barring the scars dotting his face. His right shoulder has a naginata strapped across it, which quietly hums as it vibrates. He was certainly an odd sight: his clothing consisted of little more than wrappings across the arms and a black, rough vest. His hands were adorned with leather gauntlet/handwrap combos, with blades tied into the side. While he hadn't spoken yet, he had that "Foreign" Feel about him, the feel one has when they obviously don't fit in where they are on a fundamental level. Of note was his Kitsune features: his brown ears and tail.*
James
*Qualice is going through the streets looking for ingredients, though she's unlikely to find anything, she still tries. She had just finished a hard day of work, and would like nothing more to relax or something. Qualice looks like a silnari with 2 circle horns, how strange.*
Stanley
*Hitoshi is not having a good time of looking for places either. Although he's not an idiot by any means, he's still new to Salvania, and thus the areas are still confusing to him.

He decides the ask the horned Silnari he notices for directions. The man has a thick Runran accent, and constantly seems unsure about what he's saying. He's getting a little more confident, but is still quite basic regarding Archinadese.*

"Do you know where to find the... The... Tav-taver... Bar?"
James
"Yes! I do! It's over there" *Qualice points at a direction of a tavern.* "So are you not from here?"
Stanley
*Oh. There it was. Wow, he looks like an idiot. 

Hitoshi sighs, frustrated with how hard it is to find anything in Salvania.*

"No. I am from (whatever the Oriate country is called). I have not been here long. Are you from here? You look like you are."

*Hitoshi smiles as he looks downward, pretty pleased with himself for not fucking that up, at least.*
James
"Kind of, I'm kind of a traveller, at least until I get a stable job somewhere. But you're an Oriate? I have never met one before, nice to meet you!"
Stanley
"Yes, I am a Kitsune. Nice to see new people. My name is Hitoshi."

*Hitoshi extends his left hand for a handshake. It really was nice to meet someone who tolerated how hard he found the local language. Not his fault it was so confusing, he didn't write it.*
James
"So what are you doing here?" *Qualice had spoken to many children who didn't understand how to speak, what's one more...*
Stanley
"I wanted to get food. Want to come? I can pay."

*Hitoshi points his thumb to the tavern. He didn't mind eating alone, he did it a lot these days, but the company sure would be nice. It did get really lonely sometimes. Especially being a Kitsune, who (I assume) aren't exactly the most adored race in Salvania.*
James
"I'd love to but I still gotta search for something, I'm very sorry!" *This was not entirely a lie, she's currently searching for ingredients to study their effects on magic, but she could do it any day.*
Stanley
"Oh."

*Hitoshi's right ear twitches a bit as he scratches the back of his neck.*

"...Can I come?"

*It would be nice to have some actual company for once. Of course, Hitoshi met many people, but he didn't particularly seek deeper relationships with any of them. It's hard to really want to do that with most people when their opinion of you boils down to "The Kitsune with a funny accent". But this woman seemed nice enough to tag along with for a while.*
James
"Sure! Just keep a look out for any exotic things, we probably won't find anything but it'll be fun." *Qualice is quite excited to look around with a partner of sorts.*
Stanley
"Great. That does sound kind of fun."

*Hitoshi puts his hands on his hips and smirks. This should be... Well, something more relaxing than his last mission. Easy as it was, it was certainly more exhausting than what was essentially wandering and looking at pretty plants. As a poisoner, Hitoshi might be a little help on this little "Quest".*
James
*So they walked around, finding nothing interesting, Qualice yawns,* "I kind of expected to not find anything, most streets don't sell exotic ingredients, it'd be better to find them in a bidding hall or market"