<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6f/Accepted.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Ishara Casalain (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11551036#msg11551036)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Accepted (ready for the Test)<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Yfan, Open<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Mess Hall, a quiet table<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>n/a<br/><hr/><br/>Throughout most of the conversation, Ishara remained calm, composed, and serene. But she was to young, nervous, and amused with the conversation to not smile. That translated into her lips turned up at the corners and an amused expression crossing her face. Looking down she briefly tried to hide it by fixing a button on her waist coat and fidgeting with the wide belt over her shoulder. Reaching out with a deft pair of fingers she snatched a grape off his plate, a risky venture she guessed at the best of times but least of all when this mountain of a man was attacking his plate with such voracity.<br/><br/>Ishara leaned in a bit to talk slightly more quietly, "When you said they were talking about the attentions of an Accepted, I have to admit that I was a bit disappointed that I interrupted their conversation. I would like to know who it was.  See, this is why I'd never make a good Blue. I'm too impatient. Should probably be listening instead of talking. You think if I went over and sat on the table like a flirtatious novice that I might be able to get them talking again? Curiosity burns in me. I bet it was that buxom young one that was just raised to Accepted. I think her name is Mollith or something from Altara. I hear those girls have some very unique ideals about men."<br/><br/>She blushed a little because there was more of a note of envy in her voice then she would have liked to express so openly. Her own idea on men being not far off from the idea of bedding a few of the men in the room. Fidgeting with buckles, buttons, and straps again she stopped talking and quickly tucked her long pale blond hair behind her ear then straightened out her posture again.<br/><br/>"Well, it's a shame you'll be so long in training. When I'm raised I want to bond several men and I could use a fine Borderlander such as yourself at my side. It's my hope to get men from several different points of the world to help guide me in my travels. There's darkfriends to be hunted down and much work to do." She dreamed openly, "I've heard tales of merchants that cross the Aiel Wastes. I hope one day to travel with them and see what's on the other side."<br/><br/>"Anyways, I prattle on much. I'm not even sure if I still want to practice my fencing this evening, anymore. Would you perhaps be free to accompany me into the city for the Fair? Are trainees allowed to leave the grounds? We normally need to seek permission but I believe we've been given leave to enjoy the festivities. I would very much like to see the illuminators and search out some Andoran made Honeycakes. What do you say?"