<div class="floatright">(http://i791.photobucket.com/albums/yy199/Supias/a420e1ca-edf1-4c42-9fdc-7cb06089357c.jpg)</div><br/>Character:  Kahrumour Volundar (Kahru)<br/>Location:  Outside a Bakery next to the Belled Collar<br/>Concerning:  Having a bite to eat and observing the city.<br/><br/>Festivities were well underway and the whole city was preparing, as much for the free flowing coin as for the fest itself.  The overflowing bakery was too busy to notice two more Free arrive.  Kahru offered a seat to the Free Woman at a table set up outside, just under the pink silk awning.   The sun had risen high enough now that it peeked past the taller of the buildings and played peekaboo with the great towers.  A few flitting birds dared to drop down not too far from the bakery as an older Free Woman tossed crumbs to them.  Not too far, where a railing allowed onlookers to glance down into a gully, a performer had set up a busking box at the base of a small canal fall where a small garden had been groomed for precisely such an invitation.<br/><br/>Music drifted towards where Kahru let his leather work bag drop heavily upon the table as he waited for Adria to take a seat.  He would find his seat near her, a cushion that was situated just so to allow him to face most of the traffic.  He had tapped out his kanda by then and replaced the warm root for another use long before reaching the more populated part of town.  His large hands tossed aside the flaps of the leather bag to root around inside until he pulled out the fletchers frame and clamped a bare arrow shaft inside.  "I knew you had some leather talents, Adria, but I had not thought you would take it on as a craft."  He would in no way mention her caste or her other abilities, but he would glance her way as he looked up from the feather he held in his hand.  He paused in his work as a kajira neared them and knelt first to Kahru, where he ordered Bazi tea and tospit as well as some salted butter before nodding the girl over towards the Free Woman.<br/><br/>His gaze drifted towards the open streets as he happened to see a slave nearly walk past a Man who had called to her.  Interesting.  He wondered if the man would punish her.  Kahru glanced down at the feather once more, pressing it against the table as he took a working knife from his belt and sliced it down the center of the quill.  "Tell me.  Have you been able to find any more word as to Sand's disappearance?  Where he was last, or even what city?"<br/><br/>