Unlike the tall, towering form of the minotauress, Midori was quite the opposite. She stood about as tall as a dwarf - which for a goblin like herself was quite tall - but was far more lithe than the stout mountain-dwellers, or Elektra for that matter. Lithe, of course, but for the blatantly obvious curves to her lower body and chest - H-cups, if you must know - that marked her as a body of raw sexuality. For the moment her yukata - or 'Minkaian summer robe' as someone had called it in Taldane - was worn in the style of farmers, smiths, gamblers, and gangsters, which is to say it was worn with the sleeves off, hanging over her heko-obi, her yukata covering her lower half properly, save for her darkleaf elven shoes, died brown, and lighter than even the tabi she wore with kimonos, while being easier to move in than the geta she grew up with. At her waist was her 'katana' sheated in it's saya, with a decent-sized drinking gourd - magical in nature to any viewing it - sitting behind it. On the opposite side was her wayfinder at her belt, and two inro - stamp cases - next to it hanging, containing two different types of intoxicating herbs, with her pipe currently stuffed with one of them (tobacco) and up to her lips.<br/><br/>While her yukata was a somewhat plain red color that matched her eyes, her exposed, bare-breasted flesh was COVERED in tattoos. Or really, one gigantic full-body tattoo; Minkaian-style blackwork with ancient tribalistic and express knowledge of one's biomechanical flow-lines, covering from stirrup-cut of her feet, to the ring and pinkie fingers of her hands, and up to the two-sides of her shaved head, as well as upon her chin and forehead. Every movement of her body brought the tattoos to life, which had an amazing effect when combined with the fact that she was utterly gorgeous in her 19 year old body, not only 'for a goblin' but also for any creature. It was practically supernatural, especially when you factored in that her hair was an ankle-length braided dread-hawk, the sides obviously shaved down to show off the tattoos. The only thing 'odd' to her style - which back home would be considered 'yakuza' or something of the sort - were the glasses over her crimson eyes... especially as her eyes were exceptional.<br/><br/>Midori stood as tall as she could, her right arm resting on her drinking gourd, hand resting near her blade, while her free left - dominant - hand reached out to Elektra's own, accepting it as she hopped down from the boat effortlessly. Before she let the minotauress' hand go, she brought it to her face and planted a kiss on her ring finger, releasing a moment after with a smile as the sun caught the wedding band upon her leather-thong choker, which naturally matched the wedding band of distinctly larger size on Elektra's horn. She took a few steps, breasts bouncing pleasingly with it and - to those of keen eye - an extra 'sway' in the front of her yukata down fairly close to her knees...<br/><br/>"Thank you, my beloved wife," she said, her Taldane speech marked by Minkaian linguistic tics. "Though your habit of paying extra for services still eludes me. Is it common for those of Golarion to not charge enough, requiring the charity of others? So strange..."<br/><br/>Midori took a long drag from her pipe, breathing the smoke in deep before letting it out in an ornate ring, before slowly twirling the pipe and reaching up to place her right hand upon her lover's right butt-cheek, which ironically was about her face-height.<br/><br/>"Now, the fine elder mentioned some sort of festival for the king's birthday?" Midori inquired as she pushed Elektra's ass gently, prodding her to begin leading her forth, as Midori was far less familiar with the region. "What sort of things do you all do during festivals? We are in no rush to get to the 'Throat of the Gods' after all; the joy of 'prophecy' is that fate is supposed to be fixed and unbending; it happens when it happens."