Ashley
A cool, summer breeze blew through Kaly's fiery red hair as her lithe footsteps treaded the cobblestone streets. Light *Pitters* And *Patters* Followed her movements. Miles and miles of road lay ahead and behind her. A smattering of street signs pointed to anything your heart desired in this place of devout worship. Elongated shadows and warm light cluttered the spaces around each home and church, spilling outwards as if little demons trying to grab at her feet. As if attempting to escape their little hands, she danced and twirled, hopping from one light space to the next. Another breeze blew through the alleyway. Kaly, unfurling her hair and shaking it out, outstretched her arms and allowed the wind to pass through her. A small shiver ran down her spine. 

The luminescence of the moonlight showered her body and the town in an almost day-like light. Dark, billowy clouds crossed its face while small pockets of white orbs in various sizes poked through to say their hellos. Stopping at a crossroads, she gazed upwards in the sky and closed her eyes. Basking in the moonlight, her excitement for a night out on the town seeped through her skin as if moisture. Dripping in it, she opened her sparkling emerald eyes and beamed. Taking a step and then another one until she was swaying and twirling once more, she embarked once more on her journey. Though silence had encapsulated the city of worshippers, she continued her rhythmic frolicking. She paid no mind to the confused and disgusted faces on the passing strangers until she ran into a robed priest. Asking for penance, she bowed apologetically to the minister and averted her sight to the ground. With a huff, he passed by. Prior to looking up, a saccharine smirk spread on her face. She bounced along the edges of the street, snaking her way toward an unknown destination.

Coming across a massive church-like structure, she paused in front of it. There stood a giant floating orb of whites and blues in a metal cage. The light, intermingled with the oranges and yellows bursting from the church's egresses, transformed into small spiked tendrils that coiled around Kaly's small frame. Her own evergreen-tinted energy escaped her ends and merged with the tendrils. Thanking whatever gods and goddess were present with her, she slowly turned and played with the energies. Echoes of footsteps ricocheted off the entryway of the church and broke whatever spell Kaly fell under. The orb was nestled neatly in its cage and her energies were back inside her. *Was it all a dream? Is this a premonition of what is to come?* The thought excited Kaly! Rotating, she crossed the wide open area and strolled down a side street. A cacophony of shouting, singing, and musical instruments increased with every step she took.

Reaching the origins of the tumultuous commotion, her eyes sparkled again. *A tavern!* The brick and wood building had ivy crawling up its front. Hanging above the oak and iron door, the sign read "Heaven's Gateway." *Interesting*, she thought. The chaos bubbling from within sounded more like Hell than Heaven to the small halfling. Reaching for the door handle, she twisted it. Upon opening the door, she was blown back by the sheer force of the noise that had been bottled up since the last patron. She heaved herself forward and stumbled into the tavern. The door closing behind her with a BANG! The crowd swallowed poor Kaly and jostled her. Feeling the anxiety build within her, she elbowed her way back towards the door. She found a small pocket right beside the door that allowed her to reach for the doorhandle and take a breath. She opened it forcefully and fell face first out of it. Fortunately, she was caught by a soft landing. This soft landing, however, had eyes, a face, and a body. *By the gods, I'm on a PERSON!*
Christina
_Dawn_






When the suns light had not yet graced its touch across the once light kissed knolls of the fields, that was the time that the woman thrived. A light fog hung freely around the marshly, damp soil that smell keenly of pertricore and sweet-floral notes that wafted and flowed throughout the mornings air gently so. Said haze danced and swayed as the light footsteps _crunching_ against the assortment of marigold, maroon, and sanguine leaves that had left their once high homes for that of the earth., as the shadow of a woman continued further up the path itself. Little vines and mosses who had claimed their homes along the barks of fir and oak trees were cozily observing the figure in passing, their leaves glimmering ever so slightly as if a light radiated from the girl. Moonlight would be dizzly swapped for that of a beautiful light that would come to reach across the peaks of the lowest parts of the valley after it had touched and painted that of the mountain tops that were fresh with the nights snowfall. A spectacle that was a blessing in of itself would make itself known and present as eyes that made that of the Gods jealous gave a moments glance towards the sunrise that had been created in front of herself which caused the smallest of smiles to tug at velveteen, glossy lips that appeared to have been stained with the finest of rosebuds. Long strands of pearlescent hair would come to be illuminated in the sunlight that was breaking through the canopy of the trees that kept the figure safe as bare feet meet with their natural home time and time again, carry her forth with little issue. There would be a slight breeze that would come rolling in peacefully off of the hills and bellowing ranges, deep throughout the forest which caused a chilled breath to meet wildfire lungs that demanded the air immediately. There would be a gate that met along with a wooden fenceline not too far ahead of the woman that was perched inside of a field of golden wheat and i

Nside of those fences was that of cattle that needed to be herded inside. The she-elf would grab ahold fo the gate before a soft voice came rolling past her rosey lips and into the prancing air that swooned and moved around her gleefully so. Strands of alabaster hair would dance in the wind as she began to sway and step with the ancient herding call that was being let out into the world, ".._Ostrai, Alonis... Interim drim.._" (Gods, Goddess of World.. Guide me..) A sharp breath before the next verse was sweetfulyl sang like nectar coming from the finest of blossoms and fruit of the summer months, ".._Limar osti rema wensit ovalar.._" (Guide them safely to me..) The sound of cattle mooing and calling back would make a smile come to grace her lips as dimpled cheeks of peony were shown off to the world. Distant ringing of metal and iron bells on the dairy cows could be heard clinking and clanking their tunes as the sight of tens of cattle passing over the top of the nearest hill met her crystalline eyes pleasantly, ".._Ostrai, Alonis.._" (Gods, Goddess..) She would chant and hum to like honey flowing from her burning lungs and into the misty mornings air as the cows mooed back, now most of them awaited to be let into the next field by the gate Arwen was holding onto. The female elf would carefully prop the gate open to allow the cattle to flow inside, soon finishing her song of ages past.

...

A little while later, the elf found herself seated inside the likes of a tavern with a small cup of hot tea within her grasp. Her long strands of white hair had been long tied back into an intricate elvish braid that waterfalled down to the small of her back, over the fine fabrics that she was adorned in that evening. Sanguine light would paint alabaster features in delicious warmth as a small hum came bubbling past her lips up noting how crowded the inn had become with a slight shake to her head. _Far too crowed for ehrself._ So, she would use the bottoms of her peony palms to push herself to stand up, headinging for the door until she was ran into and sent tumbling to the wooden floor which made her wince a bit, ".._Ostrai.._" (Gods) Arwen would blink several times over, crystalline eyes boring into that of the woman who was now promptly on top of herself.
Ashley
A pair of two purple eyes stared back into her own emerald ones. Though, purple wouldn't even begin to describe the hue of these wonderful orbs. It was as if two supernovas had collided into one another deep in the heart of the galaxies, stardust showering every surface. She felt her breath catch in her throat at the sheer devastating beauty of the person she fell on. Her brain finally catching up to her body, she turned a deep crimson and began stuttering. 

"O-Oh, p-p-please forg-g-give me!! I did not mean to... Well to land on you." She had propped herself up on her hands, overlooking the splendid stranger. Stumbling over her limbs, she quickly got up and brushed herself off. Offering not only a hand, she also offered penance for the intrusive meet-cute. "Please let me make this up to you. I'm sure there is a quieter tavern tucked back somewhere. Let's find it and have a drink, shall we?" Mustering the most innocent and adorable look, she gazed upon the person-turned-comet who had now torn through her darkened skies. She lit them up like a conflagration in the plagued woods that was her heart. As she waited with bated breath, her mouth dried out making swallowing difficult.
Christina
_Hn.._





As she was sent flying to the ground that was outside the tavern, the woman would come to find herself laying flat on her back - vibrant and other worldly orbs staring at the person who had done the deed. A darkening brow would come to loft upwards as the light of the torches would come to glint and glimmer the golden etchings of the half-mask that hid away one side of the selfs face, keeping whatever secrets that were behind it - hidden. Long strands of pearl hair would come to be brushed idly behind one of her peony, pointed ears as it twitched ever so slightly upon hearing the stranger speaking which hit her ears soon enough. Arwen would come to tilt her head to the side, her own elbows were scraped but barely bleeding if at all so, she would merely use the bottoms of her porcelain palms to usher herself to stand upright once again. The white fabric of her dress flowed and swayed as she did, a hum coming to bubble in the depths of her fiery chest. And when a voice did come out past those pretty lips, it was ethereal and light, ".._It is quite alright.._" She would speak towards the red haired woman with a tiny frown coming to tug at either side of her mouth to show off those dimpled cheeks of hers, ".._No harm was done, Effrin._" (Human) Goosebumps prickled at the tops of her pale arms as she snickered under her warm breath, ".._A drink? With an elf?.. Haven't you heard the tales about Effrin's losing their minds when spending too much time around my kin?.._" 

Again, Arwen would chuckle lightly - a bit of color rising to those alabaster cheeks which made her practically gleam with a lightness that couldn't be matched - no, not by humans nor' even the elves, ".._If that does not scare you, Effrin... Then please, lead the way.._" It was as if her voice came from the earth and was carried on the gentlest of breezes.
Ashley
Lost in the ethereal sound of Arwen's voice, she became dazed. The tone of her voice washed over her like the gentle waves of a calm sea. Floating in her sounds, she closed her eyes and swayed as if being tossed by her ripples. Reality caught up with her yet again and pulled her out with a tug on her lifejacket.

"Effrin..." Kaly scratched the back of her head in confusion at this new word then learned the context of the word as she listened further. "Oh, I'm guessing you mean human. Well, I don't know about human's losing their minds when spending too much time with your *Kin*, but it wouldn't matter to much for me. I'm not human. I am half-nymph and half-dwarf. And if I lost my mind tonight... With you... Then I don't think it'd be such a bad thing." She grew crimson once more at her sentiments spoken so confidently. Desperate to change topics, her eyes darted around Arwen and caught sight of a cozy little bookstore and coffee shop duo. 

Without hesitation, she pointed to the shop and took Arwen's hand. She led the pair across the opening and into the store. Though on the outside, it looked a bit run down. The inside was a giant maze of books and shelves. Old, new, thick, thin, magical-looking and textbooks, there was a smattering of tables hidden within the aisles of books. There was a small counter and desk in the back of the shop. It had a small coffee maker and an assortment of baked good. Kaly brought Arwen to the counter. "Please get whatever you want! It's on me!"