<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82056.msg4244031#msg4244031">Quote from: MadPanda on 10-02-2011, 17:02:41</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Adjia dares to move a little closer, trying to be casual about it, but in the process probably telegraphing her intent and interest to anyone paying attention.  She stops a bit short, as if hoping that the Muse might reciprocate...or too nervous to close the gap between them.  Turning to regard the dancers and the other guests for a moment, she realizes that while she can see the Jaka, she has no clue where the other two have gone...which, given the circumstances of their evening thus far, is enough to put her on edgy alert for a few moments until she realizes that someone is probably having a good time already.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>The closer muse doesn't seem to notice, as she takes the hand of a male Sarista nad draws him away from the group. Or if she had noticed, she simply wasn't interested in Ajia's feelings.<br/>The one with a bird of prey on her shoulder, though, looks pensive - quite atypical for a muse. She turns to whisper something to her imp, and it slides down her sleeve and jumps on a branch near Adjia.<br/>"She demands to know why are you so interested in her, mortal", the imp says without bothering overmuch with niceties.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82056.msg4246440#msg4246440">Quote from: Petrosity on 11-02-2011, 04:26:03</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Aevala’s neutral gaze remained fixed on him as she mentally retraced her steps to the wedding. She had arrived late, but she couldn’t remember seeing anyone else on the road. Likewise, she hadn’t seen this priest either, which deduced that he and his pretentious comrades probably traveled another path to the event. Aevala disliked the idea that a fellow Sarista was having difficulties en route to the wedding, but she knew her race could travel through the worst weather and still make it to their destination. <br/><br/>Still, the notion of a wounded, lost, or elderly Sarista having troubles trying to get to a family affair weighed on her shoulders. It wouldn’t take terribly long to search the roads leading out of the location, not her eq   u, Aevala thought to herself. She gave a pensive “Hmmm…”  as she stepped towards one of the walls. “That would be quite unfortunate. It would be a shame if she missed all of the party--what direction was she traveling in?” she asked, trying to get some information from him,  knowing that it may be a trap or something else, but she was willing to take the risk. Aevala had become extremely cautious while traveling, watching for beasts, bandits, and the like. There was always some measure of danger, but the Aamanian’s words only added to her worries--as nothing ‘yet’ had happened to the traveling Sarista. <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>He raises the - well, where people have brows there.<br/>"Why, I think she was following the same direction. Such a cute girl she is! I'd guess the boys are really glad she chose to stay with them. That's a good thing of course - this way, they wouldn't get bored with her too fast".