Parin's hand covered her face while she mentally let out a stream of swearwords as W'ineton's pride flared up. Most of the group seemed eager to simply relent and get some rest, but their hostess was provoking not just the warrior Darion, but the numerous other Aviari as well with her words, who, much like a flock of birds, were quickly unsettled and agitated. Trouble seemed to be seemed unavoidable. At least the human warrior had some Aviari get her a towel. Maybe she'd die dry, that'd be a small blessing on such a terrible day. Mirri of course was poking her ear again to see why Parin was facepalming so hard. Or maybe to simply get the Vulpari's attention.<br/><br/><span style="color: blue">"Miss W'ineton, I don't think..."</span>Parin began as Winnie finished her speech, but the long fingers locking around her chin silenced the fox-girl and brought forth a blush on her cheeks. She wasn't exactly used to intimacy and the simple touch by a woman as intimidating and striking in beauty as W'ineton made Parin shut up. Mirri on the other burst out in loud laughter when she spied Parin's blush.<span style="color: green">"Oooooh, no ven as zet, Parin?"</span>The fae called out, before lewdly elbowing Parin's cheek while letting out a storm of suggestive winking, ignoring or failing to notice W'ineton's offered hand.<span style="color: green">"Zut nat, Parin. Bosh nak vel."</span>The Vulpari could only sigh while the faerie climbed up to sit on her head and cackle loudly at Parin's darkening cheeks.<span style="color: blue"> "Mirri, no, I don't. At all. Really. I'm not even going to bother explaining why."</span><br/><br/>Despite Parin's claims, the empowered fae's amusement at Parin's blush failed to fade much like the fierce coloring of the Vulpari's cheeks. It was only when Darion called for silence that Mirri's high-pitched cackling stopped. The sudden noise followed by silence rendering both Parin and Mirri in quiet shock. Parin remained silent as Darion spoke to the Aviari people he was leading, listening to the warrior's words. Mirri had a far less capable attention span, and nibbled on the attentive fox's ears instead. Already, the fae was starting to feel bored again, an affliction that was incredibly dangerous to those surrounding her when it strikes.<span style="color: green">"Parin. Paaarin... Paaariiiin"</span>The fey poked, trying to get the Vulpari's attention to no avail. With a sigh, the fey resorted to a more extreme measure to grab the fox-girl's attention, and sank her teeth in one of Parin's large, furry ears which produced a soft yelp from the Parin at the sudden sharp pain.<br/><br/><span style="color: blue">"Ow, Mirri, by the spirits, what the hell?"</span>She hissed between her teeth at the fey, by which point Darion introduced herself. Stroking her blushing cheeks and realizing the fey was ruining Darion's first impression of her, she glared at the thing while responding.<span style="color: blue">"It's a pleasure meeting you, mister Syler, despite the unfortunate circumstances leading up to our meeting. Before I forget, the currently red-glowing snake-tailed pest on my head is Mirri, and spirits, Mirri, I'm NOT imagining him naked right now so stop the whispering in my ear."</span>Mirri stopped her whispering, rolling her eyes at Parin, who stuck out her tongue at the fey, who just replied with the same gesture while sticking her thumbs in her ears and wiggling her hands. Truly, only best of friends could be so childish in their dislike of one another.<br/><br/>When Darion ushered the aviari child carrying the towel forward, Parin gratefully took the long cloth and wrapped it tightly around herself. She was less furry than other variants of Vulpari, but that didn't mean she liked being cold and wet. Accepting the towel with a smile, she nodded to the girl.<span style="color: blue">"Thank you"</span>Now able to hide her body with more than just her arm and tail, Parin grew more relaxed. Parin couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when the child stood taller to her. She was used to talked to people's crotches, but having a child being taller than her was still a bit demeaning.<span style="color: orange">“Cute! What She?”</span>The girl exclaimed as Mirri draw her attention.<span style="color: blue">"She's..."</span>Parin once again before having Mirri shut her up.<span style="color: green">"Best! Mirri is best! Best Mirri, best fey, best at EVERYTHING! All agree Mirri is best, just ask!"</span>The fey exclaimed, extending her hands out to the sky and sending a red firework streaks up in the sky before she continued in a lower, more conspiratory tone of voice.<span style="color: green">"Can applaud now, no autographs."</span>Parin just rolled her eyes as the fey stood tall and proud.<br/><br/>W'ineton's reply to Darion's request to disarm displeased Parin, but she kept her mouth shut while Winnie talked, only speaking up when the green-feathered Aviari finished speaking.<span style="color: blue">"Miss W'ineton, even if you could get yourself off the ship, what end would that serve. Your... tavern... is gone, as is Hunth likely Mister Darion here offers us food, shelter and rest if we just show them the common decency to disarm to prove our peacefulness. Whatever was in that potion, it won't keep you up forever, and even without your belt you won't be defenseless. I don't know this Kaiser, but if you need to talk to Darion about him it would be better not to antagonize the man? Regardless, a private conversation should serve the both of you well. Too many upset and tired people right here. And some of us, like the thief, do seem to need medical attention. It might be an idea for you and Darion to talk in the captain's cabin while the Aviari tend to the rest of us?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>