Carol
Vishal shepherded his brother forward intent upon reaching their destination sooner rather than latter, today was a particularly note worthy event at least within their cultural beliefs. A certain event which would be considered a form of celebration toward those whom lived within the heart of the scorching deserts' of Dezabia, one which both of the boys knew they were going to upset their aunts expectations of celebratory spirits she was a very particular woman with years of experience beneath her belt. It was her which had taught the pair that between one another they were all they had perhaps the only person they could truly trust was between each other, beneath all the bickering and little spats they had an unspoken bond. Neither of them could imagine life without the other to them this was the only life they knew just stuck together not a moment where they had to fear being alone... Only Vishal held that fear deep within his heart he wanted to carry on living with his brother in tow it was why he tried to ease off from starting a whole argument with the boy whom wore far more jewels upon his body.

A display of Shals' distrust and perhaps care for his other half showed his free arm between their hips wrapped around his swords handle, he felt on edge with someone behind them believing the worst may befall the duo. No longer would he chew out his brother for his rather naïve nature still cradling their allowance within his palms idly playing with the string as they trailed forward, instead Vishal carefully nudged his brother, playfully pressing his own head against his brothers whispering into his sharp ear. "Hay Thay do I look like some sort of task master? Tell me if this dried up gulch slurs

Off some half witted answer, then where is that gonna get us huh? Make us look like fools and send this poor stray scampering. You were the one whose nose was constantly stuffed in those books, now c'mon pull on a show with some of that stuff up in there huh? Todays supposed to be special..." Vishal wouldn't outright apologize for his less than pleasant greeting, he struggled with admitting his imperfections, yet he was more than willing to go easy on his brother and try to encourage his other half. It was nearly as though Vishal knew Thay was locking up he wouldn't speak unless if his brother told him to a common issue which required no introduction between them at least. 

Thays' iris's darted to and froe a slight smile formed as he butted his head back against his brothers causing them to nearly topple, a smidge of horseplay these two enjoyed together Vishal would simply cackle at his brother loosening his grip upon his blade to playfully shove him back. Vithay cracked out "Bout time we water down the venom, we should adore each fish I land even if it is a cretin you sour lemon." Vishals' lips curled a little creating a smile which instantly sent chills down Thays spine for he knew what such a look meant, he was helpless but to await what sort of embarrassing memory his brother may have in store or worse! Helless to watch as Vishal hissed out. "I wouldn't have to be so damned sour if you weren't such a little dainty dessert flower, don't make me start talkin bout that one time you thought it was the brightest and only idea to peddle off our only water skin for some... O' what did that urchin call it... Miracle bread the wheat which wards famine or some garbage?"

Thays' shoulders locked his cheeks flourished red recounting a mistake he had made during his earlier years, he had only done that since he felt that particular stranger was suffering he needed someone to help him. "Su-sush up Shaal if you're so bright than why didn't you just... Say something not saying it was your fault it just really begs me to wonder a bit." Vishal in turn exaggerated his posture making himself bend forward panting he choked out. "Too busy... Dying the thirst it claimed my mind, had to leave up to your frail heart."

Thay chuckled a little at his brothers' antics finding his reenactment of that day amusing, he didn't mind taking the fall for their shortcomings once more. Ceasing his moment with his brother to turn and look toward the stray cat which followed them forward. "I hope he doesn't keel over here and now... But we have far more important things to answer right? I uh... You know you heard something important is going on in Sudri today, that means a speaker of Bast should be present. Though you really shouldn't just walk up to them during the rites of passage, seek an audience by asking a lower servant within the faith that should garner his attention." The left twin had grown sidetracked by his brother, but he was interested by what the man said he always had a flare for spirituality or the arcane his eyes' narrowed away from the stranger appearing a smidge shy as though he were reluctant to express his interest. "A particular branch of Basts faith I know of a few Saya our aunty prefers sir Bakires' flock she says some of the others' are a little seedy... We have been stuck here most of our lives

Maybe their name would ring some sort of bell? Would their practices differ... Perhaps even the slightest?" Vishal purposefully begun to cough and act as though he were choking as they continued to slither forward he knew it would ease his brothers' mood bringing out a few amused giggles from the left boy as he heard him exaggerate their little gag, Thays' head would turn from their new companion glancing toward a particular stall the one which Shal had likely been heading toward they shared their lower body. One could simply will which direction they wished usually Vishal took the wheel Thay would simply guide them his attitude was a smidge more passive a little less aggressive than his brother. Why would he have to be if he had a brother which often took charge?
Alice
"Well... The sect I have been seeking for some time belongs under a faith that Bast guards the entrance to the world of the damned. Most worshipers agree that the god is a Felinid Kemonomimi that was born of the Jackal God Surya and Saint Catrin, that later ascended from death to become a god under Surya. I'm sure they still have a strong enough faith around the area, but I haven't quite caught wind of any ceremonies within the area."

*Once Amsu heard about Vishal's inquiry he did his best to answer. It was hard to forget all the prayers and teachings he was subjected to under his time living within the temple school. Of course they hadn't garnered a lot of followers compared to the rest of the pantheon, due to the important of Bast being paramount over some of the other known Jackal Gods that were supposed to be above all... But he didn't think that would lead to them being completely separated from the bulk of the faith.*

*In addition, Amsu would be shooting strange glances over to the twins after realizing that one of them was consistently watching him and defensive over his presence... Obviously keeping that one sword on hand. It wasn't like Amsu himself was defenseless, having a hooked sword and a semi-large cane hitched onto his back. He could defend himself if he had to, or even strike first if necessary. Amsu didn't want to do either, however, so he did his best to seem like he was not a threat... Rubbing his thumbs against the bottom of his shirt to help calm his nerves*
Carol
Thay was the one which displayed intrigue and proposed the question he wished to pry upon these religious matters for they fascinated the gentler out of the duo. Compared to Shal he didn't quite display outright hostility, yet there was something else within his demeanor his janky giggles upon his brothers' antics the way he kept twiddling with the purses string. Between the twins there was some unspoken constant they seemede a bit strained to earnestly thrust their faith into a stranger despite their religious similarities both worshipers of the guardian Bast, a woman whom was known to serve Ra in certain aspects Vishals earlier comment upon sun huggers was practically an insult toward the feline guardians' master of a sort. Regardless Vithay was willing to bend over backward to appease his brother and simply let such matters go he had lost a portion of their allowance in the first place one could say he was to blame for his brothers rather sour mood which had begun to tapper off, throwing off his skeptical attitude to entertain his brother with some antics they often practiced during time spent only with one another. 

The pair slowed trailing forward as Thay was gifted a bullet of information to chew over, he may very well be far more educated than his brother yet he still could be somewhat of an airhead. The left twin paused and ushered outward "Aye that is true we are

Entering a sanctuary devoted toward Bast and the passing, upon this day a soul is going to be judged upon their passing journey toward the afterlife his heart shall be weighed by the twilight Jackels piercing eyes Anubis. We hope Basts' true father Ra gifts the suns' blessings for a-a rather safe journey..." Through those words alone he confirmed their sect didn't quite believe she was born of the god Surya and Catrin, their current sect was a smidge different from the one which he sought. Nor could Vithay quite discern if he knew of such a sect despite growing up within the region it may be attributed toward the twins rather young age surely their Aunt may know something far more than he glanced toward his brother for reasurance... Whom was still bent over continuing his gag for the left boy. Vishal croaked "T-thay... It was nice knowing ya I think I think I will head upon my passage before you..." 

Thays' ears drooped throwing his nearest hand upon his other halfs back he would playfully shake him practically whining out. "Shaaal cease mumifying yiou can do that on your own time we have company aand Aunties going to start foaming over if we delay any longer... A right of passage isn't a joke Shal c-come on." There were boundaries even Thay wouldn't roll over for he was devout within their religion perhaps far more than Vishal was, the right twin would throw himself upon Thays torso groaning "Your no fun Thay what happened to celebrating huh?

Where'd my plush lovin brother go what did ya do to him?" That was something which Thay wished his brother hadn't said aloud in front of a stranger his cheeks begun to blossom with a full shade of red shoving his brother off of him as he stammered "Those a-are lies just streaming out of your lips brother n-n-not true, I do not carry him around still w-why couldn't your tongue just dry up already!" Vishal had a devilish grin across his features amused by his brothers embarrassment, he knew whom was actually lying here and he was looking right at him as much as he despised his left halfs softer habits he often used it as leverage to hold him by the strings.
Alice
*Amsu stifled a laugh from watching the brothers mess with each other, but decided that it was best for them to part here. There were similar sects to his still around, so it was likely that even if it was dissolved he could atone for his mistakes by finding one with some members he recognized. He still wanted to find who he was specifically looking for, so it was best to get an idea on when the next ceremony was.*

"Forgive me for intruding, but could you inform me on when a recent ceremony will be held? I'd like to participate so I may speak to one of the priests themselves and hopefully get an answer. Preferably one that leads me to my sect's temple... But whatever the god of fortune intends upon me, I'll receive and make the best of."

*Amsu's tails begun entwining with each other as he finished his little spiel, now standing at attention to whatever would come next from the two brothers. Hopefully they knew that much... And if not, he could always linger around the temple when it was seemingly filled with people.*
Carol
Though one may attempt to burrow their amusement beneath the dirt, this Siamese pair carried the ears of an elven creature nearly as sensitive as the dry gultchs which were the duos' noses. Their pointed tips positioned each other in tandem opposites between two creatures which were mirrored images of each other, if it weren't for their clothing the manner in which they acted one would be hard pressed to have to learn which one resided on which side of their shared body, where Thays' ears drooped his whole body locking inward Shals' seemed to perk a little twitching with delight that he had embarrassed his left half. Beneath the sour exterior within this pairs hearts lay buried the passion they were once forced into that of an entertainer those whom lavished within others attention, something which Shal sorely pandered for purposefully pushing himself outward and wishing to be the dominant between the two. In a sense his efforts to embarrass his sensitive half would shut Thays yap for a while giving him ample time to revel within someone elses' attention, and he had begun to suspect that perchance this weary soul wasn't here to mess with his brother and to a lesser extent himself.

"For a boy that carries the ears of Bast I'd expect ya to have far better hearing than that, their about as sharp as your sense aren't they?" Vishal hissed out toward the stranger, in his own sense of humor his antics with his brother had begun to loosen the knot. Except his loose arm along his left halfs back still hoovered over one of the curved blades it seemed so nonchalant

His posture was disarming, but a snake did not strike its' prey outright they often nested awaiting to strick from where they hid. This particular boy amongst the pair seemed a smidge aloof he doubted Amsu would understand what he meant so he took it upon himself to elaborate. "If y'haven't forgotten when my blooming blabbering brother lured ya over here you already intruded, and I might point out we've been talking about a ceremony we're heading to if I really have to paint the picture that plain.

Look... I know this is easy or whatever my brother says, but I'd rather not have you trailing us if you wish to attend its' one of the centermost pyramids the one stout just in the middle before the first greats'. If y'have trouble just look fore a tall lady lurking about with red hair would you mind telling her you stalled us?" 

Vithay attempted to blubber a few words whilst his right half spoke trying to extend a friendlier hand toward the stranger, than his brother yet he struggled to even scrape a word in edgewise wishing only to curl up into a damp corner where he wouldn't have to show his face toward someone that knew he still kept stuffed creatures in his possession. In earnest he knew entirely whom his brother described their amazon of an aunty she would likely be awaiting her children's arrival toward the mass being held today funerals within their culture were public events, those whom didn't know the person or let alone were related often frequented such rituals by how these two acted they didn't seem to quite know the person in question. Vishal would promptly turn himself away not bothering to wave the stranger goodbye he was eager to rid of someone he wasn't sure of preferring to keep his brother from harm, as well to hurry upon their errand one which they were sorely late and Saya was a woman of punctuality.