Julia
Keladan chewed on the end of his ornate everleaf pipe spitefully. Glaring with disdainful slanted violet eyes at a line that was beginning to form at the stall next to his own. Clearly the woman there was up to some type of witchcraft.. *Charming the crowd til they didn't know which way was up*. The pink haired enchanter of course was too proud to do such a thing, and also too proud to start crying out to passerby's of his magic items and reagents. He had a good haul this time, ware's that spanned his travels all the way from Cretaine to Sihirisium. Seeds of many many plants, all sorts of varied reagents and alchemical supplies. And his enchanted trinkets..

 Yet he had made no coin so far this day. Which was all due to the small green haired forest spirit in the spot adjacent to his. What evil would he have to think up in order to create a solution to this issue.. He was going to be attempting to make gold here for the next week after all..
Martin
Acantha had arrived earlier in the morning to set up her things. It was the perfect time for her to sell some of her herbs, as she was starting to run thin on available coin along her journey. Whenever she would stop for the evening, she would take some seeds and practice her magic. They would grow from the ground until ready to be harvested, then Acantha would lay them down near her campfire to dry them out. She'd repeat this over and over until she had bundles of various dried herbs that she then crumbled and combined until they formed specific herb mixtures. She had even been able to grow some larger plants and flowers by now, including lavender. With those, she created kits to use in a bath. 

And so, this is what things her stall for the morning consisted of. Various mixtures of dried herbs like parsley, sage, rosemary, thyme, oregano, and more for cooking were displayed to her right while mixtures of dried flowers for baths displayed to her left. However, she hadn't expected everything to start selling so well. Had she found the right market? She would certainly have to remember Miller Dale if she was running short on coin. A small part of her did feel bad for the elf with the stall next to her, who hadn't gotten any business that day. If he was still there by the time she sold out, she figured she would buy something from him. Until then, she tended to the growing line of people at her own stall. 

"Ah, this? It's a mixture of lavender, rose, chamomile, and rosemary. I grew all of them myself!"

"Ah, you can use these in your cooking if you don't have access to fresh herbs! It has every herb you'd need for certain types of cooking and takes up much less space. You don't even need to worry about separating the herbs from the stems since that's already done~"

These explanations would go on and on to each customer who hadn't heard yet - something Keladan would certainly be hearing all day.
Julia
*He tried to organise the collection a bit more handsomely after several discrete glances towards the stall that was so popular.. He tried looking sad, and noble. Which worked somehow a couple of times. 
 He tried setting out a glowing crystal infused with mana. In attempt to bring allure and intrigue to his wares... In the end it was fruitless, and the enchanter lounged back at his stall reading a book.. Giving in to defeat for this day.*

 Simply there was not much in regards for cooking ingredients for sale in his stock... Those were in short supply and Kel wanted to keep what he had been able to find for himself. It had been a mistake not to gather loads back at the gardens of his home. Though he had plenty of perfumes and incenses and such.. Lavender, honeysuckle, vanilla, cherry wood, *Ilæl* Which Kel was not quite sure humans knew about yet.. It just made no sense.. Certainly! Mysterious magicks were at play.. And Keladan did not want to obtain the ire or attention of anyone from the college.

 Eventually someone approached and the elf lifted his head from the book to see what was an old alchemist. He grinned.

"What may I help with you, Kind sir?"

He was seeking out some glowing mushrooms and Keladan of course with his more... *Rare* Assortment of goods was able to supply him~ among a few other things. 

"Finally~ At least there are some who appreciate.. Quality." 
*He spoke this snidely and loud enough for that green haired one to hear, before sitting returning to his book.*
Martin
Things began to slowly settle down for Acantha, though she wasn't *Quite* Out of the thick of it yet. Her stock began to swindle and she mentally thanked herself for how much she was determined to practice. It was paying off - literally! Her eyes darted to the side where she saw the ping-haired elf finally get a customer. Her heart warmed to see that he was getting a customer. 

That warmth quickly faded, however, when she heard his remark. Was he... Talking about her? And her products? Surely not, right? She wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt, but she kept the comment in mind, watching the interaction between him and his customer while managing her own.
Julia
The day was not a bad one, the weather fair. And the town brimming with life. Though there were no more customers to be had for the young elf. As the sun went down~ Kel's jealousy rose. 
*What did that woman have that he did not!?* Apart from her stand being nicely decorated.. And the kindly sweet personality that people no doubt enjoyed.. No! It was witchcraft at play... Certainly. 

*Kel ended up falling asleep in the sun. Lounged back in his seat with the book covering his face, anything truly of worth he had hidden away so it was of no concern.*
Martin
*When Acantha had finally run out of supply, she breathed a sigh relief. The remaining customers were disappointed they had missed out, but it couldn't be helped. She began to pack her things up and glanced once more at her stall neighbor, who appeared to be sleeping. With all her things now packed, she carefully tip toed over to the elf and gently tapped his shoulder. Sure, he may have been rude earlier, but she wasn't going to let his stuff sit out and be stolen under his nose. She bent over him slightly, using her head to block out the sun as she stared at the open book with concern.*

"Excuse me? I think you probably shouldn't be sleeping here. I'm leaving now, so I can't keep an eye on your things."
Julia
The elf's long ears twitched, poking out from under the pink-ness that was his hair. And slowly he brought his hand up to remove the book that was placed upon his face. The delirium of sleep was in full swing though Keladan grinned deviously at the cute face he observed looking back at him.

"Must you be leaving so soon? If only for another moment could I lay mine eyes upon the beauty of a fae princehh—"

The word was cut short as Keladan features contorted into a look of dismay, half combined into a gasp and a shout of surprise as he realized who it was Meanwhile in one fluid motion the enchanter managed to scramble out of his chair and stand eye level with Acantha... Not quite as he did somewhat tower over her.. Raising an accusatory finger to point at her chest.

"You!?!?! I shall not be taken by your charms witch! I have suffered enough due to your evils on this day already... I know what you're up to."
Martin
*His devious grin caught her off guard, leaving her cheeks somewhat flushed in embarassment. Surely, it was just the effects of waking up that allowed him to act so boldly. She took a step back when he stood, raising her chin slightly to look up at him. Emerald eyes stared right into his magenta ones, full of some confusion that quickly faded to some annoyance when he pointed at her.*

"I- What did I do?! I was just here selling! How do you even know if I'm a witch?! It's not my fault your things aren't selling! Besides, I was even going to buy something from you before you decided to be rude to me!"

*She huffed in response, her cheeks now flushed from the confrontation instead of a shy reaction. The entire encounter caught her completely off guard as she never had to deal with someone so flagrantly standoffish to her before.*
Julia
A little knot tied itself up in the elf, he felt guilty for some reason... Which was nonsense of course. And after a moment, when most his wits restored and Keladan took stock of his surroundings, he lowered the pointed hand. Still! He was upset. 

 He'd make absolutely no sales this week due to this accursed witch if things went on the way they were. 

"Firstly~ I would not want the coins of your pity... *You small forest human.*" An attempt at an insult perhaps? Though the way he spoke was musical almost, with a certain whimsical cadence and rhythm. *A side effect of thinking your thoughts in elvish.*

"Second~ Dyou think me incapable of detecting magic? Positively pouring out from your direction ALL DAY?? *It's not my fault I have morals*.."

 Kel was blushing furiously too at this point, but he bet the conversation would have gone very differently had he not broken free of the spell he somewhat foolishly assumed she was using... *That he was accusing her of*... Though one must forgive the delusions of a sleepy elf from time to time..
Martin
*She took another step back from him as he flung his insults. Though they may not have seemed too harsh from an outsider's perspective, their edge was enough to wound the delicate Acantha's pride. Her voice cracked and lip trembled as she managed to hold herself together. 

She'd never been insulted so much and by somebody whose name she didn't even know! Tears welled up as she became increasingly frustrated and pained at his words.

"W-Well... I may be a *Small forest human*, but at least I try to be nice to people! And what do you mean, *Morals*?! I'm certain I have far more than what you know what to do with you.. You.. "

*Insulting others wasn't something she was used to or keen on doing frequently, so she struggled to come up with something in response. After a few moments, a candle lit in her head and she'd found something.*

"You.. Pink street r-rat!" 

*Astonished at her own words, she turned away from him, pouting and just as pink as his hair. After adjusting her bag she stormed off, taking one last look behind her towards him then pouting once more. The nerve of that elf!*
Julia
Keladan was left standing there in shock with his violet eyes wide and mouth agape as the short Acantha stormed away.

 A STREET RAT!?!? Kel was nothing of the sort!? He would be! If she succeeded in stealing away all the business to be had selling herbs and reagents in this region. Nobody had ever dared call the elf anything of the sort. He was dignified! Well put together~ Highborn even!? Yet this was an outrage. Purely an outrage! Kel was so.. So something! He didn't know what to do or feel. 

 That alchemist from before was still around for some reason and he approached, it was clear many had stopped what they were doing and turned heads to watch the.. Altercation? Leaning on the stall sagely, that alchemist shook his head and offered a bit of kindly wisdom.

"Now~ you should go on an apologise to her young man. It ain't ever right to make a lady cry y'know."

 This brought the enchanter back to himself and he narrowed his eyes at the old man. *This was not helping the enchanter feel any better about any of it.*

"I'm an elf~" 
He retorted, and then began to angrily pack his belongings and wares up. Stewing more as he went on. He had a tortoise to rendezvous with.. But after a moment of the man staying there and just watching him quietly Keladan couldn't just ignore his words. 

"And I know that! I didn't mean to.." 

*With that he stalked off to go meet his tortoise and go back to his rooms. Somehow fitting all the goods into one small satchel.*
Martin
*Acantha arrived back at the inn she intended to stay at, calming down somewhat along the way. The innkeeper was much kinder to her than the elf, which eased her emotions a considerable deal. She rented a simple room for a week and immediately retreated to it, collapsing upon the well used bed.

Anger was exhausting. It made her roll around, hit a pillow a few times, and groan into said pillow as well. Eventually, she ended up staring at the ceiling, sighing. If she was going to do anything with these feelings, she may as well spend the time practicing instead of useless pouting. 

Initially, her practicing was composed to growing simple herbs, harvesting them, setting them to dry, and repeating the process. It was something she had managed to practice for so long that it didn't take up much of her energy. The harder and more demanding practice came from larger plants and flowers, like lavender. Even so, she managed to harvest a few rounds of the plant before giving herself a break. 

By now, it was getting later into the night. The sun had completely set, leaving only the soft illumination of the half moon in the sky and specks of stars. A couple of candles brightened her room, allowing her to still see. Faintly, she thought she heard a musical instrument, but didn't focus on it too hard.*

"Okay... Just a little longer."

*She continued to practice with the larger flowers, but the thought of the elf's rudeness earlier began to creep into her mind. She had done well to calm down, but the feelings began to bubble more and more inside of her, filling her with an increasing amount of frustration, anger and guilt. 

Witchy charms. Small forest human. Morals. Evils. Street rat.

Tears welled at the corner of her eyes again until she felt the popping of those bubbling feelings. Like a wave crashing forth and knocking her back, the magic flowed onto the flowers she was practicing upon, forcing them to rapidly accelerate their growth. Within seconds, the surge of magic

Caused her room to be covered with various new and vibrant flowers of which she had never seen before. Every inch seemed to be covered in flower stems and leaves as flowers bloomed forth from numerous places. The negative emotions from before began to be replaced with amazement and wonder at this newfound strength. Acantha found her way to her feet, tip toeing around vines and leaves to inspect what she'd done. Her fingertips brushed against the soft petals of the flowers she'd never seen and their intoxicating scents began to initially calm her nerves.*

"How?" *She whispered to herself.*
Julia
Rosy hair hung down in a halo as Keladan focused on a crystal he was currently inscribing to enchant into a ring. He was consumed within the work, and it came as a horrendous surprise when a surge of mana came coursing through from the room next over. Causing the elf to jump and the crystal he had been writing runes upon shattered due to his hand slipping. 

 It felt as if someone had just triggered a portal spell or.. Something big. Paranoia began to grow that it was the *College*... Finally come to track him down. Until a red poppy sprouted through the wall that was.. His curiosity getting the better of him. The elf quickly cleaned up the shards of crystal and put away the *Self playing lute*. Leaving his room. 

 Keladan's eyes were not very surprised to see vines and plant life snaking out from underneath the door next down the hall from his own. *And not all the flowers seemed to be too friendly either..* Still, completely puzzled at this day he'd had. Keladan took a few cautious steps around the flora approaching the door. When nothing too odd happened, he knocked. 

"It seems your spell has gotten a bit out of control and.. Started to *Leak out*.. Which causes me concern... Are you alive in there?"
Martin
Considering how fast the vegetation had grown, there was no doubt it would have seeped into the hallways or other areas of the inn. Acantha was certainly going to be losing out on some coin for this blunder. The knock at the door that arrived shortly after was quite expected and it took her a moment to weave through everything. Her fingertips brushed against the dangling light orange flowers above her, then lightly touched her mouth for but a moment to move a few leaves away from her face. Finally, she arrive at the door and needed to tear away some of the foliage in order to make enough room to open it. Her face started to become warm again, but she chalked it up to embarassment. How would she explain this?

"H-Hi! Hello! Just a moment, please. I'm truly sorry about this. I don't know what happen-"

She *Had* Expected a different concerned patron or even the owner to be knocking at her door. Hell, she would've even been pleasantly surprised if somehow Kaz was there. But *Him*? The pretty, yet rude elf from earlier? Her blood began to boil again and her brows furrowed in annoyance once more.

"Oh. You."
Julia
The way Kel's eyebrow shot up, so fast you would think it was making to detach from his face. He recoiled even a little bit, and was too stunned to say anything. The stars were cooking up some insane plot and Keladan must have been right in the middle, taking a moment to recover. The enchanter regained a calm sort of look and composure. Peeking into the room behind Aca from what he could see behind the door. 

"Ah, yes *Me*. The *Street urchin* But... What is this? Such~lovely flowers."

 And he gestured towards them, while there were many beautiful ones. It was *More than suspicious* That a large quantity of plant life which now filled the room were of the poisonous and deadly varieties. Keladan was now *Certain* This witch was the evil type. Just playing coy and innocent... His eyes narrowed.

"Your talents would be *Awe inspiring* If I didn't feel so... Threatened. Why must you pop up and try to do away with me?"

 The elf was doing his best to appear in control and sage and wizardly as he should be, though he was beginning to worry. Kel had never fought a magic duel in all his years.. And he had no desire to. Especially against a woman~ if it came to that he would escape and plot doubly on his vengeance in the markets the next day. It was a matter of pride at this point, he couldn't leave the Dale without something to show for it.

 Acantha was looking a bit pale, not looking very evil at all really. Perhaps Keladan was wrong to be paranoid and have his guard up so~ The pink lockes fell to the side as he tilted his head in confusion. 

"Are you.. Quite alright?"
Martin
Could she not spend an evening to herself without the harassment from the pink-haired elf? Her cheeks puffed into a pout at him.

"They're just *Flowers*. How the heck am I doing away with you if all that happened is... Is flowers! Okay?"

Acantha's mind grew somewhat hazier and an unsettling feeling of nausea began to rumble in her stomach, threatening her with further embarassment in front of him. She did her best to fight and keep it down, clinging onto the door frame for support as her vision began to blur. There were two- no, three- elves in front of her now. 

*'What have I done?'*

"I'm fine, I-I don't care for any- any of you! Just leave me... To my flowers! My flowers.. So pretty. You too. P-pretty. I-I..."

Her grip tightened on the door frame, yet her knees buckled and she slid down to the ground, panting heavily. Her the blurred vision faded to completely black and her head tilted up, presumably to try to look towards where Kel was, though she was somewhat off. Her pupils were nearly fully dilated.

"I- I can't see. Where am I? Who are? What?"
Julia
"*By the moons*~" Aca would no doubt hear a soft curse in elvish.

 The pink eyebrow made its return to that spot of confusion upon Kel's brow. He blinked once, then twice. Then a third time just to be sure. He still did not even know the name of this girl. Yet it was clear she had poisoned herself... How or why he did not understand. But one look at her eyes, and then the angel's trumpet off to the left over there.. Well anyone who knew anything knew this was a rather grim scene. Further more this was not something he liked. To be left in confusion, which was something that was happening far too much in one day.

 *A part of Keladan wanted to simply return to his room and pretend this hadn't happened.* Kel smirked to himself despite the fact. *He supposed he hadn't gone to the wicked just quite yet.* Those words from the alchemist earlier rang true, *It was incorrect to make a pretty woman cry. Much less to let one die.* Even if he ended up regretful of it, his conscious wouldn't be.

"I suppose you shall be okay. For Keladan the *Great and merciful* Has decided to give you aid."

 With some effort he pushed the door a bit more askew to look further in the room. It was *Marvellous* The place had been transformed into that of an herbalist fantastical dream and a maids worst nightmare. If there were any of Acantha's belongings within~ they were obscured now within the rainforest she had made of the room.

 Careful to avoid the deadly lillies and angel's trumpet on standby, the elf crouched down to take the woman's hand and help her to her feet.

When she was mostly unresponsive, the elf sighed mournfully. He then looked over his shoulder~ both ways down the hall. To make sure there were none to witness his dramatic display... Or even the suspicious activity going on there. There wasn't time to get her to a healer from the looks of it.

 Keladan took the *Small forest human* Up in his arms. She was burning up in a bad way. The stars it seemed were not on his side *But hers,* For he always kept a potent cure-all on hand ever since that deadly-netch incident back in the grove. 

 The elf conveniently had forgotten to lock his room back up, and nudged the door open with his foot. Luckily, this room was left free of the botany and Keladan lay the woman gently on his bed. *He was already coming to regret this decision.. For where in the stars would he sleep?*

 He fetched out a small vial from his pack across the room and returned to administer the medicine to Acantha~ he left his unfinished bottle of wine onthe bed stand and retuned to his seat by the window to finish enchanting that ring... This day had been awful~ and exhausting.
Martin
His touch was certainly welcome, reassuring her that somebody was still there. Even without sight, she could feel the way her head was spinning from the poison. Her breathing was still heavy and panting as she struggled with comprehending her dark surroundings. 

"Haa.. Haa... Where? Ma? Da? Gin?"

She thought she felt her body lay flat one something, then a liquid slip down her throat. She continued to fidget on the bed, calling for random people or things until she began to settle into a more calmer state and eventual sleep.

Nightmares plagued her as she slept. Visions of dark, horrifying creatures. Running. Death. She couldn't escape far enough no matter how fast she ran, caught in an endless loop of fear and pain. 

That was, until she finally woke up in a cold sweat and racing heart. Her eyes began to adjust to seeing again, blurred vision slowly becoming clear and sharp again. Her head throbbed, leaving her to wonder what she had done the previous night to deserve this. She tilted her head towards the window, where the first rays of dawn began to peek through, and where a certain pink haired elf had been residing during the night. Confused, she began to sit up.

"H-huh..?"
Julia
Keladan was sleeping dreamily, having the most angelic rest he'd had in ages. He had spent a lot of the night thinking, restlessly. He completed a few odd charms and projects.. The kind that usually never sell~ finished off the wine, and did some light reading. 

 It's anyone's guess as to how Keladan ended up in the bed. Perhaps the floor too uncomfortable for noble bones in the night? Not even the elf knew he was in bed with a stranger, no~ for he was occupied with a very pleasant dream. Looking peaceful and most respectably cozy cuddled up there with Acantha.

*No doubt all of that angelic peace was soon to come crumbling away. Like grains of sand betwixt ones fingers.*
Martin
Acantha looked to her left, finally realizing that there was another presence in the bed with her. The pink-haired elf lay cozied up next to her, peacefully dreaming away. Her eyes widened and cheeks flushed heavily, then another pounding of her head made her wince and look away.

"What.. The.."

What had happened? Why was she in *His* Bed? Before freaking out, she attempted to think rationally. She had been practicing her magic last night, right? But that was the last thing she could recall.

She *Really* Didn't want to come to certain conclusions, but she needed answers. She reached over and gently shook his shoulder to wake him, face still heavily flushed from the possible implications. 

"Hey! Wake up!"
Julia
Keladan stirred~ in his heart of hearts he was a bit annoyed to be waking, but there was nothing to be done about it he supposed.

 The elf opened his eyes slowly, drifting up and out from that peaceful pleasant place. To his senses returning and the feeling of swaying. Keladan blinked at what he saw, expecting it to vanish when he opened his eyes next. It did not however, and Keladan did some more blinking to be certain before clarity finally returned in his violet eyes. *His cheeks promptly went rosy with embarrassment.*

 Slowly, still meeting her gaze. He used an arm to push himself up into a sitting position. He didn't have anything to say other than. 
"Hmmmm~" 
 As it was clear Acantha was just as confused. He composed himself a bit and made sure his hair not too wild and his face not looking so horrified... He was certain he'd have remembered if *Anything of note* Transpired, yet the last thing Keladan remembered was attempting to curl up to sleep in that chair..
Martin
The two merely stared at each other in awkward morning grogginess and confusion until Acantha, at last, broke the silence. She cared less about they way her wavy hair was frizzy and puffed out like a mad bearded dragon or the way her makeup was slightly smudged and more so wanted *Answers*. She turned towards him, bringing her knees close to her chest and hugging her legs.

"Why am I here? Why are *You* Here?" Did you trick me? Was insulting me not enough for you yesterday?"
Julia
Keladan took on a look of misbelief, and injured pride. He was shocked she would have the gall to say such things after he'd quite literally *Saved her life*, not even a good morning!?!? If anyone was being tricked it was him! He responded back with equal venom~

"Quite convenient that you don't remember following me to my inn, and making a poison grove of the place? You have left the realm of coincidence at this point witch~"

Before thinking better of it and holding his tongue.

 "I really do not feel like quarrelling right now.. Could this wait until after I've had coffee?"
Martin
Acantha kept up the agitated expression for a moment, then dropped it with a sigh as she reluctantly agreed with him. 

"Fine. I don't want to fight, either, and I could very much go for some tea this morning. Can we call a momentary ceasefire on this and head down?" 

She extended her hand to him to shake on the offer of some peace between them, though she was unsure if he would truly accept it. If he did, her handshake would be surprisingly firm and her hands somewhat roughed up from her time spent traveling.
Julia
Kel's eyes narrowed but he took up her hand in his own before laying a light kiss down on it. *He was pretty sure that was human custom*. 

"Yes~ a momentary ceasefire shall do. Then may we quarrel.. Or duel. *A'trænor* Whatever you see fit."

 Keladan got up and out from the bed then with a little stretch. He would of liked to braid his hair and bathe~ but the idea of it was far too awkward and mystifying. He was starting to remember drearily climbing up into the bed in the night~ and also that he had gone to remove any leftover poison that had sprouted up in the hallway. 


*Everything had to be difficult since he had met this woman didn't it? Perhaps he should just set his pride away and leave, to make his way to the next place.*
Martin
The intended handshake did not end up being a handshake at all, but rather a gentle kiss upon her hand that both flustered and confused her. The apples of her cheeks and tip of ner nose began to burn bright red and she avoided his eyes, flicking them back every few seconds. He was certainly attractive by her standards, but a voice in her head seemed to hit her with a bat.

*He insulted you! Don't suddenly sway because of his flirtations!*

The blush soon went away as she regained her composure. She stood up as well, brushing herself off and using a band attached to her wrist to tie her messy hair up into a quick ponytail. There wasn't much she could about the makeup, but at least it didn't look *Horrendous*. She lead the way for the two of them to head down for their drinks and breakfast, if they liked.

"All of this fuss and we don't even know each other's names. Perhaps, instead of witch, you can call me Acantha?" 

To him, perhaps it would be clear what her name was referring to. The family of Acanthus plants were known for their medicinal uses. Perhaps a fitting name for a woman who tries to heal others. Or, in Keladan's impression, an ironic name for the woman who cultivated a poisonous forest within the small space of an inn.
Julia
The enchanter paused and smiled wryly to himself at her introduction. Following behind the *Small human* As she walked. He couldn't help but watch her hips as she went, *O' woes of being mortal.*

"A suitable name~ If not for all the poison. Though waking upon your bosom I think perhaps I felt the healing properties.."

 Acantha wouldn't know if the elf was poking fun at her or not, though he was being genuine. In his own odd way. They passed by the plant life and vines poking out from under the door to her own room before the two got to the end of the hall and began descending. That mystified feeling lingered, never had Keladan been in such a position. Usually he at least knew the difference between his friends and enemies.

"My name is Fellstar Keladan."

 Through all of the difficulties~He was sure that breakfast wouldn't be difficult, at least he hoped. But that was a bit of enchanters sense taking hold.
Martin
Acantha briefly stopped in front of her door, her feet brushing against the vines and leaves. In all honestly, it looked like a headache for her to figure and try to deal with as she couldn't recall anything that would have led up to such a mess. She resumed down the hall, Keladan trailing behind her.

"Oh, so you appear to be familiar with plants. I'm not sure what *Poison* You're referring to, but I can o ly assume it's due to whatever mess happened in my room last night."

She brushed off his remark about her chest, choosing not to acknowledge it for risk of stirring up embarassment over the whole ordeal. When they'd found themselves at the bottom of the staircase, she turned around to loon at him, giving a sarcastic response matched with a respectful curtsy.

"How *Wonderful* To make your acquaintance, O Fellstar Keladan."
Julia
The elf stopped at the foot of the stairs to meet her eye. He raised an eyebrow to the stars. *Curse the stars*, *And the moons for that matter.* Perhaps under different.. Less bizarre circumstances it would have been nicer to meet this nice seeming woman. At present though she was still rather curious, turning up out of nowhere.. First at the market then here~ and out of every possible room. *Something* Didn't add up. 

 Despite everything, *Including the maidens attitude..*The enchanter was enjoying himself more than he expected. Though he would never admit that openly~ and especially not to Acantha. 

"Indeed~" The elf responded before gesturing past. He smelled of rosemary and lavender, ||(though why I mention this now is of no meaning. Two individuals who both are known for selling perfumes and such~ obviously must smell wonderfully. As part of the trade)|| Into the tavern. 
"Shall we?"
Martin
She turned and accompanied him into the tavern. While he smelled of rosemary and lavender, she smelled of something more earthy and herbal. There was a very faint floral scent to her hair, but that was about it. She led them to a seat for two by a window, where she went ahead and sat down. A young barmaid eagerly ran up to take the orders for the two of them.

"A tea, preferably chamomile if you have it. If not, then any tea will work."

Acantha had a genuinely kind, gentle, and warm smile usually, which now displayed itself in front of Keladan as she talked to the barmaid. Though, as soon as the barmaid would leave and her attention returned to him, it would fade away. How was this arrogant elf making her feel this way? She'd never had any problems with others so far, but something about her interactions with the elf made her cautiously on edge and uncharacteristically snappy. Even so, she felt drawn to him like a moth to a flame. He was *Interesting*, she would give him that.
Julia
Kel ordered a coffee when the time came~ Admittedly it was a bit disappointing when Acantha turned back to the elf and her kindness shut off like a light switch~ Keladan looked elsewhere and spun a ring that was on his finger. Lounging comfortably back in his chair with one leg over the other. So be it, why did he care? 

"*Vaas'uln thren* Acantha? Where d'you come from?"

 And Kel met her eye then, but the serving girl returned with their drinks. Distracting him. Because of course it wouldn't be right if he didnt inquire about something to eat. Regardless of this *Cute* Small forest humans vast accumulation of wealth that was no doubt squirreled away within a jungle upstairs. *He could be a gentleman from time to time*. 

"Miss something smells quite delicious coming from the back, could we have that? And have you any fruit?"

"That'd be the butter scones- and nay on fruit, but I'm sure ye could get some in the market."

 She nodded and left to go speak to another table.

"Ah.. The market..." 
Kel said thus mostly to himself, thinking he might as well not even go back there today.
Martin
Her posture was wildly different from his. She sat up straight and took extra care in her posture and manners. When the tea arrived, she didn't add any sugar or cream to it. She talked as she waited for the tea to cool down enough to sip.

"I am from Bridian, where I was born and raised. A couple years after I discovered my magic, I decided to leave and journey towards the college, where I want to learn how to help or heal others. I could've taken a boat, but I wanted to take my time and see the world. It's been both fascinating and challenging thus far. And how about yourself, Keladan?"

By now, the tea had cooled down some and she sipped it, eyes still on him as she waited for his answer. Perhaps, with a little conversation, she could lower her guard around him some.
Julia
The elf pondered what to say as he watched Aca sip from her drink with his odd enchanter's eyes. Keladan was one who liked to avoid answering questions when possible~ He took a long dramatic drink of the aromatic beverage while he thought. He also took his without cream or sugar. Such was the proper thing to do.

 It was interesting to hear the woman's background~ it lessened his suspicions. At least somewhat, If the college was on to him.. They wouldn't send a mere healer? Unless it a ruse..*Kel blinked.* 

"I am the enchanter of the grove in the lilacs~"
 *He said this as if she should know about that or something*, and placed down his coffee.

"I would be as a hermit, living off of its wonders and floras; honing my craft. But I enjoy a particularly lavish lifestyle. So here I find myself."

*The barmaid returned then, with hot scones and honeybutter.*
Martin
She eyed the scones and honeybutter, her stomach urging her to go ahead and eat one of them. But, they were too hot. She needed to be just a little more patient. Instead, she raised an eyebrow at his statement. 

"The lilacs? As in the Lilac Forest? That happens to be where I am heading next. It's been something I've been looking forward to the most on my journey from Bridian."

She carefully grabbed a hot scone and split it, coating the inside with a small scoop of butter with a knife. Steam erupted from its center. Still to hot to eat, but at least it would melt the butter rather quickly.
Julia
Keladan raised a pink brow. If she was lying~ she was *Damn* Good at it. He watched Acantha behind the little puff of steam that rose up from the scone.

"Yes, I'm sure you've heard of it's beauty. But you must be wary upon the road, *Fae-kin* Have nothing better to do than harass travelers sometimes.. *And you must stick to the road."*


 The elf wasn't quite hungry yet, so he slowly enjoyed his beverage.. And the company. Even if he tried to act aloof and mysterious.

"You said Sihirisium was your final destination?"

 A complex mix of emotions could be seen hiding just behind the elves eyes when he spoke of the college. But it was replaced with that air of nonchalance just as quickly as it showed up. Then, to top it off. As he placed the coffee back down. Keladan shot his best~ most handsome smile towards Aca. Just to see..

"Dyou know much, about my kind?"
Martin
Acantha was caught off by the smile. It was a shame that someone so rude happened to be so handsome. She brushed away the thought, taking another sip of the tea. 

"Indeed it is. I thought it might be the best chance I have to learn more about my magic. As for knowing about your kind... I'm not sure what you mean. As an elf? I've met a handful of elves along my journey. But if you are something more, then I'm not sure and.. Perhaps a bit curious to learn."

Her eyes darted away at the admission, landing on the scone and finally deciding it had cooled off enough. The melted honeybutter was the perfect companion to the scone, leaving Acantha in awe and content to eat something so delicious. Her shoulders relaxed; a nice transition from the previous stiff posture she had.
Julia
"Well I mean~ I am two things. The first being an enchanter."

*Aca did not seem impressed with that, people never were tho... The bite of scone appeared to have spread a wave of relief and joy over her.. Though it was mildly disconcerting* That the woman was so uncomfortable in his presence to begin with. In Kel's mind, he had done nothing wrong to this lady. She was the one which started off the fire in the first place. 

Kel noticed he had become lost in thought as he looked at her.

"Apologies. The second, I'm *Highborn*. If not for my master; unlearning me of my arrogance and noble prejudices. Well we would not be here having this conversation. Most of us do not leave Felfatheas unless for a matter of importance, preferring not to mix with savages."

He smiled again then reaching to butter a scone himself, hoping she would not take offense and instead see he was merely teasing with that last bit. Though the truth of it was real.
Martin
She did not take offense to it and instead merely interpreted it as him explaining how his highborn thinking used to be. The enchanter bit intrigued her and she leaned forward, a sparkle in her eye as she desired to learn more. It was a complete difference to the guarded air she had before.

"An enchanter? I haven't met an enchanter along my travels so far. What exactly do you do?"

She eagerly waited to hear about it, if he cared to tell her.
Julia
The elf took a bite and set the scone back down, managing to look graceful all the while. His eyebrow quirked at the woman's newfound eagerness. But Kel was just as eager to explain to someone about his art.

"I've only met one other in my time... But how do I explain~"

 Keladan produced a weird quill with no feather from somewhere, and unfolded a table cloth in front of them. Uncrossing his legs and sitting up. The enchanter made a few mystical passes over the thing. Drawing out arcane shapes in the air that you couldn't quite see with the bare eye. 

 The cloth started to writhe and bunch up. Shaping into something odd and angular with four kegs and ridges on its back.

"Enchanters use ancient runes of power, to impose our will unto the world. Though in the Heatherstead, people are quite superstitious of magic items and I barely ever sell any."

 He gestured back to the cloth, which had come alive and taken the shape of a dragon. It was unsettling the way it stared up at the two with blank expressionless eyes. Kel waved a hand and it fell back to the table. A rumpled cloth once more.
Martin
She watched with keen, curious eyes as he used the quill to work his magic. Her upright posture broke as she leaned forward in excitement. Despite the rough start between them, she was able to freely show him her desire to learn more. She watched how the cloth began to fold and bunch into unknown shapes until it finally stopped, settling on a the form of a tiny dragon.

Admittedly, she was unsettled slightly by the dragon's eyes. It made her recall a time at home when one of the village children, back when she was a child herself, was playing around with a cooked crawfish and positioned it so that it's dead, beady black eyes stared at her when she ate.

She never touched crawfish again after that.

Regardless, when it returned to being a normal cloth, she was somewhat saddened. Her heart longed to see more of what he could do. Her guard against him dropped a little more. Her eyes twinkled with amazement as she turned her gaze away from the cloth and back to the elf. 

"Wow... That's amazing, Keladan! I've never seen such a thing before! How did you come to learn this? Family? A calling? By chance?"
Julia
A flush of pink rose in his cheeks and Kel worked and failed to stifle a wide grin. He hadn't been expecting such warmth from Acantha. He had to remember his place, he needed a far healthier dose of suspicion... Or did he? These days he was not completely sure of up or down even. Kel put the quill away and blinked, looking to Aca. He was still smiling.. If only a bit.

"Perhaps all three, I was saved from sun madness by a tabaxi in the desert of Asandir. He noticed I have enchanters eyes~ whatever that is and learnt me the ways."

 The elf stopped to take a drink of coffee, which was cooled to perfection at this point. He sighed with satisfaction and had to remember himself... He couldn't tell what all the fuss was over yesterday. This nature woman wasn't so bad, even if she nearly killed a slew of inngoers last night. It was his own fault for not being charismatic enough to sell more goods.

"But you see that wasn't even a full enchanting, more of a charm really. When done properly it's permanent~ Though it feeds off mana.. Oh i wish you could see the grand things my teacher capable of.."

 The elf trailed off there, realizing he had been... What some might call 'geeking' out upon a subject of great interest.
Martin
As he sipped his coffee, she remembered that her tea existed and took a hurried sip of it. Her eyes still gleaned with wonder and curiosity, hoping he would keep talking. 

"That wasn't the extent of it? What sorts of things can you do? Or what could your teacher do?"

His ability as an enchanter must have been exactly how he sensed her abilities without the her even doing anything. If he could do something like that, surely he must be a great enchanter, right? She leaned forward more, reaching out to clasp his hands with a pleading expression that desired to know more. There was a hint of extra warmth to her hands, transferred from the cup of tea, and surprisingly soft for a girl who spent a lot of time attuned with nature. 

"Will you show me, please?"
Julia
Kel couldn't help but flush once more, he kind of lost his wits when she came closer and he could smell that pleasant floral scent again. He was surprised by her softness, his own hands were not rough, smooth but lined with years of work. An elf had to maintain oneself you know. 

*He cleared his throat and nodded*, he had jus been staring really. He hoped for not too long.
*He could detect no spell or charm happening. But Kel wondered if he was under one all the same.*

"I will~ er. But I don't think here appropriate."

Kel bit his lip in a curious way, and looked upwards.

"Dyou still feel like quarreling?"
Martin
Oblivious to his blush, Acantha released his hands from her grasp and returned to sitting straight. Her brow furrowed at his question as she thought for a moment on how to respond. 

"Quarrel?"

She supposed She *Had* Thought of the two of them as fighting. But now, as they actually had an opportunity to talk to one another, she no longer felt as if there was animosity between them. Some defensiveness, yes, but it was quickly deteriorating. Keladan was a trove of mystery and and knowledge that she now longed to see more of. 

"I wouldn't say that. I think we just got off on the wrong foot. A misunderstanding." She smiled, her expression genuinely gentle and friendly. "But where will we go?"
Julia
The elf pursed his lips in thought, that was a good question. Keladan was not too familiar with the Dale, but there was one place he thought of. He popped away the rest of his scone and chewed while he *Thunk.*

"There is a clearing with some trees by the bridge~ *I wouldn't want to turn my rooms into a jungle too..*"

 Kel's eyes shone with amusement and he couldn't help from saying it. And then, after a calm sip from his coffee he had to add more... He just couldn't help it. The lad was mad, and he had a sickening streak of making jokes that only he thought were funny.

"Also would *Nature girl* Be more preferable a title than small forest human?"
Martin
Her expression soured at his teasing. It didn't ruin things entirely, but she did noticeably pout at his remarks. She buttered up another scone to munch on as she replied. 

"I would much rather you call me Acantha. Unless you'd like me to come up with a clever name for you as well, *Flamingo*?"

She raised an eyebrow, attempting to return some of the sassiness right back to him. A faint smirk tugged at the corner of her lips which she tried to hide with a scone.
Julia
Kel snorted and laughed in a manner not befitting of a highborn and had to put his drink down. The laugh was a musical cheerful fae sound. He was enjoying himself and had no qualms about admitting it. It had been a long time since sharing a lighthearted moment with anyone he realized. One forgets about the simple things occasionally when consumed by their work... Among other things.

"That is one I haven't heard before. Er... Acantha~"

 The elf liked the sound of her name coming off his tongue, he much preferred this Acantha to the one from earlier. He made a mental note to do what he could to avoid pissing her off. The way he saw it now.. Maybe he could do with the company. And she could do with a guide thru the Lilac... At the very least~once this stay was over.

"I much prefer *Your excellence*, or if you add *The great* Or *Sir* On after addressing me.. "

 He was making that impish grin again, *Pure villainy was within this one's mind currently to be sure.*
Martin
A devilish thought occurred to her at his suggestion. She didn't get those thoughts too often, but now would be a perfect time to display some of her more devious side. She stood up and leaned over the table, getting a bit closer to him - enough to be within a whispering distance. With a husky whisper and half closed eyes that stared directly at his, she enacted what she considered to be the ultimate teasing move.

"I'll call you 'sir' from now, then." 

She smirked and returned to sitting, taking a faux confident sip of her tea. Though she pulled it off, internally she was incredibly nervous about the entire idea. The witch patiently waited for his reaction to her tease.
Julia
Left speechless, Kel could feel the warmth of her whisper on his ear. It sent a tingling sensation all the way down his spine and back again. Sent his heart doing summersaults in his chest. The enchanters jaw worked as if to say something but no words came. He realized he was probably the same shade as his hair and suddenly came over very abashed. He couldn't keep looking into her eyes else he might just fall into them, deep beautiful pools of whimsy green groves hidden within.

 He looked away, turning his chin up and channeling that inner nobles-son. Keladan could see it becoming *Very distracting* If she were really to call him that.. But an elf must keep his cool you know. Nor let it swell his head.

"Good."

 Was all he managed, and although he was still blushing furiously he kept up the air of indignation and nonchalance, looking anywhere but at Aca. *It would all melt away in seconds if he met those eyes. So he didn't.*
If he wasn't under a spell he certainly was now... 

 Acantha was quite *Enchanting*. As an enchanter hims-elf Keladan knew these things. Cept she wasn't in the witchy way~ it was quite obvious she hadn't been using any dirty magic tricks in the market the day before.

 Keladan buttered another scone to make himself busy, distract him from *Dishonorable* Thoughts. Though Aca could see that devilish smile was trying to escape out onto his face no matter how hard he tried.

"When shall we leaf? I feel I could waste away this entire day with you here."
Martin
Aca was thoroughly amused and proud of her tease as his face's color quickly transitioned to match his hair and eyes. Rare were the moments she could find the courage and audacity to tease someone like that, but when she did *And* It worked? Well, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. Finishing off her tea with a smug smile, she walked back the name suggestion. 

"Well, I have a mess to clean up in my room, Kel, so I imagine it may be some time before I can leave. Perhaps midday? Though I'll need to figure out how to *Safely* Get rid of those flowers if they're truly so dangerous. Can't just burn them all. If only I could figure out how to *Wither* Them..."

By now her voice had lowered as she talked to herself. Her eyes focused on the last scone and a finger curled up against her chin in thought as she tried to come up with various ways to clean up the overgrowth without damaging the room further.

"Perhaps a tincture that induces withering effects? No, I would need more time for that sort of thing."
Julia
*The elf nearly choked on scone~ and blanched turning back to Acantha in surprise after what she'd said mostly to herself. But of course he'd heard it.*

"You're going to just wither that fortune away?! *Acantha-më* Allow me to assist. I know the perfect charm~ and I... Know where one can get rid of things *Such as this*."

 There was a serious look to the enchanters eyes rarely seen. And he sat there sitting up now with a pink eyebrow raised in question. But that smile still quirked on his lips. His words held a dark undertone. Hints that it was probably best to just return to the market and take advantage that she wouldn't be there.. But where was the fun in that?
Martin
His eagerness to help with her poisonout plant problem caught her offguard. Her expression was a mild form of shock as she considered his offer. 

"Well, if you have use for such plants, who am I to stop you from a bountiful harvest? I'm afraid I may not be able to help much in delicately harvesting, but I can offer any other support you might need for ridding me of that problem."

It was mildly suspicious that he was interested in such a vast array of poisonous vegetation, nonetheless where to sell such things. Did he know how to refine them into dangerous concoctions as well? 

If she learned he was supplying dangerous individuals with poisons for killing, she may have to reconsider the start of this friendship. But, she needed to learn more to come to such a conclusion. Such a talk wasn't appropriate for breakfast in the middle of a tavern inn. 

"Whenever you're ready, I suppose."
Julia
Watching Aca he paused, her suspicion was plain as day. She must think him some type of *Naer do well*~ So be it. Words were not the kind of things you could unsay. With a cheeky grin the elf uncrossed his legs. Placed his mug down and stood in a fluid motion.

*"Come on then."*

 With a sweep and flourish of pink. Keladan was off. Heading back in the direction from which they had come. He chewed his lip and thought while walking. There was a slight concern in his ability to do the charm twice in a row. He only ever did one.

Kel stopped at the foot of the stairs to check and see if miss Acantha was following, but there was some excitement in his step she could see. 

*Maybe he would leave this town with sone coin after all*.
Martin
The witch finished the rest of her tea and popped the last buttered scone in her mouth as the elf was leaving. Usually she would leave a tip, but it seemed her coin bag was still in her room. With a sigh, she stood and followed Kel, though slightly slower than him, taking her time as she climbed the stairs behind him. He certainly looked quite excited to help her all of a sudden.

"So, what do you plan to do with all of those flowers? Certainly not a bouquet for a special someone, I hope."