Thomas
*It was a cool morning in the forest, a thin mist hung in the air and subtly obscured the wood. Gentle creatures could be seen occasionally ambling within the area, but otherwise the environment remained quite tranquil. Within a decently sized clearing, warm sunlight from above cast great shadows through the trees that stirred to and fro with the pleasant wind that weaved throughout the woodlands. All was well, until the aforementioned animals seemed to take notice of something amiss in the lovely scenery, bounding away to seek safety.*

*An eerie quiet had just begun to grip the forest, until a steady beat began to rise from the distance. It was not the beat of some percussion instrument, as it got closer it was clear that it was the sound of some great winged beast that was on the approach. Just above the trees it could be seen, a large shadow that weaved in and out of the canopy with intentions so far unknown...*
Cesar
*Svilena was making her way through the forests, on route back to Wai Oromarde after helping to escort some merchants back into the Corol Ambo region; they had promised to return to the island town after they had finished some business.*

*The serpent lizardfolk was enjoying her stroll through the woods, until the sound of the animals grew quiet and the even the winds seemed to change - she quickly picked up on the heavy beating of wings. At first she thought it might be a wild Griffin, the Rolling Hills were a semi mountain like area with heavy forests - so such creatures could live there.*

'Though I've not seen any signs of a Griffin, normally they mark various trees if I recall' *She pondered to herself, deciding to slip into thicker cover as she waited to see what was flying about.*
Thomas
*The creature remained in its flight path for a few minutes more, before shifting its path. It grew ever closer, shaking the treetops and any unfortunate denizens that were within them with its vast wings. Its direction seemed to be taking it towards a small clearing nearby, the animal angling into a circling pattern as it glided down for a landing. Even with a rather graceful touchdown, the earth quakes still from its mass alone.*

*Standing in the glade, the great beast reveals itself- no, **Herself** In the mild morning light. It was woman no doubt, clad in elegant silks and fine ornaments that draped from her form. Her bottom half was like that of the gryphons, short of the lion portion. Snow white plumes that glowed in the sun and lean yet muscular legs that ended in some dangerous looking talons. Her violet hues took in her surroundings carefully for a few moments, before her wings furled back to her sides, deeming this area safe enough.*

*Crouching down to lay upon the ground, four slender arms began laying out the items they had gathered upon the conveniently smooth surface of a nearby rock. It wasn't everything he had wanted, but adaption was not something she was unfamiliar with. She remained silent, simply going over and organizing the various herbs and flowers.*
Cesar
*Well this was certainly unexpected to say the least, it wasn't a griffin but she was almost sure the finery the creature wore might make one jealous. But there was both beauty and a sense of danger in what Svilena saw, though whomever they were - they didn't seem like a wild animal so to speak.*

*She shifted herself out of the thicker cover, stepping out carefully into the clearing a tad to dust herself off - she would then approach, the rings on her staff chiming with her steps and the gentle breeze. Svilena kept her distance from the creature, before calling out* "Nearly mistook ye for a griffin, I wasn't aware such large folks dwelled in these parts - though given ye wings, ye likely come from elsewhere."

*Her tone was friendly in nature, her body language displaying the same.*
Thomas
*At first the gentle chiming that reached the occupied woman's ears was ignored, having been mistaken for her own shining adornments, but as approaching footsteps disrupted the gentle melodies she ceased her actions. The avian portion of her body had already tensed up, wings prepared to take her back into the skies if it was revealed to be a threat that was nearing her. Then the stranger spoke, cordial words that didn't seem to hold any ill will. The woman relaxed slightly, turning to look upon the speaker with a calm expression upon her face, though a twinge of wariness was clear within her soft lilac eyes.*

*Tsveta locked onto the golden gaze of the tall serpentine stranger, who seemed to have taken an inoffensive posture a little ways away. She didn't look like any hunter she had seen before, though such a robust figure was usually the sign of one who knew combat well. Her dialogue dissuaded any notion of her being here for her at least, perhaps only driven by curiosity. She takes a short breath, rising to sit on her haunches, her long tail gently swaying with the movement before finding its place curled around her front talons. She begins to speak, a soft voice carrying a particular tune to it that compliments the melodic jingles of her regalia.*

"You are not the first to take me for one, but I do appreciate you lead with words rather than arrows or spears... May I know the name of who I speak with?"
Cesar
*Svilena would place her clawed palms together against her chest, bowing her head and upper body a tad towards Tvesta* "I am Svilena Vihur, Bhante of Akhara Vata - of which is apart of a settlement that I oversee to the north of here along the coasts."

"Arrow or spears, I can understand ye words - I can remember when I first came to these lands many years ago; my overall being frightened a fair number of locals. But I managed to integrate myself, but I still get looks every now and then" *She stated, before holding out a clawed palm towards Tvesta.*

"And what do ye call yourself?"
Thomas
*Tsveta's head tilts to the side as the serpentine lady shares her name, the words that follow after unknown to her. Bhante? It sounded like some sort of title of import though whatever else if it entailed some sort of leading role in this Akhara Vata place she mentioned. Hearing that Svilena was also once a foreigner to these lands that was looked upon with trepidation made the woman nod in understanding. She had managed to become accepted eventually, which gave the beastly woman a small hope that she could accomplish the same in due time.*

*She perks up at the inquiry of her name, not very used to the question herself. The times in which she was asked for her name after her departure from the northern mountains were few and far between. It was actually pretty exciting to be able to introduce herself to another, and subtle glee was evident in her expression despite efforts to remain relatively stoic. A single hand finds its place at her chest, the woman mimicking the graceful bow before the air is once more filled with her harmonious voice.*

"I call myself Tsveta, and hail from the frozen ranges of the Heatherstead Mountains. It is an honor to meet one like yourself Svilena."
Cesar
"Another from Heatherstead, seems I've been encountering a few folks traveling from those colder regions - though I cannot say I've seen one like yourself? What do ye call your group or perhaps the term most use is race?" *She asked, quite curious as she clicked her long tongue.*

*Svilena would shift her weight a tad to be a bit more comfortable* "Have ye been in these regions before, Tvesta? I imagine the fly over the Lilac Forest was quite nice."
Thomas
*That question brought a shift in Tsveta's expression, lips pursing as her lavender hues shift to look at the ground. Both sets of hands come together in synchronized wringing motions as she considered what to say. The thought crossed her mind to hide the truth, but she couldn't bring herself to do so with one who had been as amiable as Svilena has. There is a brief pause, before her she steadies herself with a small sigh and answers honestly.*

"I am what is known as an Alkosaur in the common tongue, rare even in the mountains we come from. Most are simply... *Animals*... Feral as wolves and very dangerous when met in the wild. I was once no different some time ago, but I was thankfully enlightened after... I prefer not to say, for now at least..."

*Another pause, as she realizes that the woman had put a name to the region her path had taken her through. It was indeed beautiful as she had said, though she hadn't landed there for a closer look. She continues, remaining just a tad tense.*

"Yes, it was- um, quite a sight from above. I did not get to see it up close, I was in a hurry to get some particular ingredients while they were in bloom."
Cesar
"Alkosaur, hmm never heard of that name myself - though don't let yourself be so down in regards to ye race" *She explained* "I hail myself from the dense jungles across the sea to the far east of here - and I can quite say my own kind acted as wild beasts, along with other races of those lands. At least the more feral tribes often are, but my homeland is infamous for its various types of dangers - tis beautiful but deadly at the same time. But it was the only way one could live out there..."

*She nodded her head* "There is much more to see in these lands for certain, that I can promise you - but it seems as though I've troubled ye during your collecting." *Svilena would pause to check the rough time of day with the placement of the sun, she'd click her tongue* "Hmm, I should be getting back on the road myself - need to make it back to Wai Oromarde at least before dusk. Where are ye headed next yourself Tvesta?"
Thomas
*The reassurance received from Svilene did much to raise Tsveta's morale, made evident by the small smile upon her face and the gentle swishing of her tail. If the woman before her was able to rise above such a state and become mostly accepted by society, then surely she could do the same. Seeing that a decent amount of time had indeed passed, she too would dip her head in acknowledgement. She took a moment to collect the items she had gathered and stowed most of them away, before returning her attention to the reptilian woman.*

"It is of no issue, I am grateful for your company Svilena. I will likely remain in this area for a time, maybe make a temporary shelter somewhere while I continue gathering and working on my crafts. Speaking of, I want you to have this..."

*Her hands start to work the materials together in dexterous and well practiced motions, the faintest glimmer of the Weave present in their rapid movements as she closes her eyes and focuses on her work. She sees the product in her mind, and within moments it has manifested in her hands. It is a small trinket with thin branches forming a frame, and various plants of differing green shades woven between them to form a simple dream-catcher that emanates a soothing chamomile scent. She looks over her handiwork, before it leaves her tender grasp to gracefully wheel through the air and hover within reach of the Svilena.*

"It is not the best, nor the strongest, but it is something that can stave off nightmares and bring about more restful sleep."
Cesar
*The bending and weaving Svilena felt from Tvesta's bit of magic brought a smile to her face, as she took the gift offered* "Ye have much promise indeed Tvesta, I wish ye only the best in the day ahead."

*She'd tuck the crafted item away carefully, thinking of where she might hang it up. She'd give a final bow of farewell to her* "Should ye ever might be craving seafood with a bit of rum, I'd be happy to treat ye - tis my settlement's specialties. May the winds carry ye far."

*With those parting words. Svilena would turn and head back towards the main roads in order to head back home - leaving Tvesta to her own devices.*