Preston
It was her second day in Runra, she'd arrived in the day before. The boat trip was miserable, but she was here now and she was determined to make the best of it. She wasn't entirely sure when she was going to return "Home", but that wasn't what was on her mind at the moment, she planned on staying here until she got bored, then returning. That was the nice thing about traveling as she did, she had no obligations to anyone, and she could do as she pleased.

Tonight she was in a bar, she'd bought a book on the language of the area, and spent the entire trip studying it; using her shitty skills, she managed to negotiate with the owner of the bar, who agreed to pay her a decent amount for performing. The sun was setting and the building was beginning to fill as people finished work and sought some sort of relaxation in the tavern.

And so she sang, she was alone in her performance per usual, playing her fiddle while singing a soft tune, and while nobody seemed to be paying special attention to her, it did provide a nice atmosphere to the bar. Her voice was soothing to listen to, and as one song came to a close she stepped to the side to take a quick break, drinking water and doing whatever else she had to do.
Andy
*Crystal had been spending quite some time in Runra now. Singing at various places, working on her Runran, exploring the food, and of course, fighting at the tournament. It was unfortunate that she had to miss a round due to a various illness that sprung up, but it fortunately seemed to be resolved thanks to a certain ronin. Now, she would spend the night at a bar, hoping to get something out of it.*

*What she didn't expact was another artist to be there already, and it looked to be a foreigner as well. She seemed to be playing with her fiddle while singing. Casually, nothing too spectacular. Crystal stood out a bit in the bar; not only was her hair color vastly different, she was also a foreigner, Salvanian, it seemed. Her clothes were Runran, though they seemed to be stylized in rose and gold. In her hand was a magic staff, made of metal for the shaft with a circular gem surrounded by a circle, and what seemed to be a crucifix design going through it.*

*She came up to the performer, a smile on her face.*

"Woah, are you a performer? You don't look like you're from around here."
Preston
Máilá wore clothes you could expect to see on literally anyone, they were nothing special. She had a hammer on the right side of her waist, and a beautiful amulet on the left. The piece had a translucent green gem as the centerpiece with a border of gold that was decorated with smaller gems of various other colors, it was the perfect size to be held in one's palm. Having both of these things visible helped deter anyone from messing with her, which worked in tandem with her somewhat intimidating stature.

Máilá put her mug of water down, taking in the crowd, none of them were here to see her in particular, but she was glad she could play a part in the experience. She never sought fame or riches, she just liked to sing, and so she sang. She picked her fiddle and bow up, preparing to continue her performance until she was approached by someone.

She furrowed her eyebrows slightly, returning the smile, revealing canine teeth that were too sharp to belong to a normal Macen; she also had a tail, which was also a pretty good indicator that she wasn't like Crystal. "Hello! Eh- Yes I am, I'm from... Out West." She responded with some semblance of enthusiasm in her voice. She didn't really have a reason for such a vague response.
Andy
*Despite Maila's clothes, it was really her face that set her apart from the crowd. Crystal's attentive eyes noticed her ears, which wasn't out of the ordinary considering this was kemonomimi territory. Though she didn't show it, the hammer and the amulet, and her physical prowess was noticed as well.*

"The mainland's south of Runra dummy! At least, you look like someone from there. I'm from Salvanian myself, so I've gotten pretty good at distinguishing the locals from people like myself. Are you a performer?"

*Crystal seemed friendly enough, holding her staff behind her as not to get in the way.*
Preston
"Oh yeah, I forget." Máilá mumbled in response, letting out a small laugh. She rested her fiddle on the table beside her water, because while it wasn't heavy, she'd rather not be carrying anything she didn't need to. "Yes, I'm a performer. I travel and sing and... That's really all." That simple explanation pretty much described her entire lifestyle. Her life was a simple one without many worries, but it was perfect for her.
Andy
"I thought so! Seems like I just caught the tail end of a song. So, what's up next?"

*Crystal pulled up a seat of her own, and ordered a light beer. Not enough to be drunk, but enough to show that she was here for a good time.*

"Nothing wrong with traveling and singing. It's a great life, just doing what you want."