<div align="center">Akara (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=88798.msg3893069#msg3893069)</div><br/>Akara smiled at the greeting of the mistpeak hero with an incline of her head a smile curving her lips. At the introduction of her Laraley a small frown formed between her eye brows. She should have met the pretty girl by now whom she was so closely bound. her fingertips idly skimmed the skin of her armor guilt passing through her. How thoughtless of her not to try to meet the girl before now. Aryia's words were true she was kept endlessly busy but she could have made an effort, yet she did not.<br/><br/>A smile quirked Akara's lips when the scars were mentioned her gaze flitting to one along her arm where a careless overstep had almost killed her. "As you might remember I'm not overly fond of having the marks removed though as you said the suit will tend to them in time, but until then I think I'll keep them. They seem all the more meaningful for their temporary nature."<br/><br/>A glance at the castle told her companions she wasn't here idly but she nodded, "I'm sure I have time for a conversation and a ride, and please call me Akara." She said directing the last at Angela, "I'm far from a lady." She said a look of amusement crossing her face at the thought of taking tea and sitting idle as the men did the work as proper ladies did. No even in a different life Akara couldn't see herself content with such an existence.<br/><br/>Listening to Aryia Akara's faced darkened with concern her dark eyes turning near black and her relaxed stance tightened a bit and she tossed her head flipping her hair over her shoulder in an agitated manner. "Had I known you'd tried to contact me I would have made time, but I was uninformed. " She said a trace of anger in her voice slightly accented by her desert home, "And while I fully admit I know very little of your culture besides it being a hot bed of magical properties, dismissing most of what of a more...sordid nature as outrageous gossip exaggerated to make others tongues wag it's apparent from your words this is a very important matter, one that can't be ignored."<br/><br/>She turned her head at the sound of horse hooves. Her body guard for lack of a better term cocked her a grin jumping down from his big bay un-tethering the horse he'd been leading a beautiful white speckled stallion from Akara's own dear stallions blood lines. She shook her head and a look of concern mixed with confusion passed his face before he nodded taking the two horses and her own just holding their leads for now watching with weary eyes. He liked the capital no more then she did though he was better at hiding his displeasure.<br/><br/>"I have time to talk now, the ship made good time and the kings not expecting me for several days and I'd like to have a fair understanding of what<em>exactly</em>you require before getting involved. As I said I don't listen to idle gossip and haven't had time to visit Mistpeak yet to understand in person your customs so you'll need to explain before I can take any action that may put me at odds against my king." She said her gaze direct and unwavering as she looked at bother Ayria and the girl who till now had been a faceless witch across an ocean she thought very little of as she risked her life and now had a face, and a life. She was real for the first time. It was a bit distressing as well as interesting to know how closely they were bound and still know nothing about each other.