Starfall blushed and smiled brightly as Radla's and the younger storyteller's hands became one.  Under the sultry and appraising gaze of the older women before her a truly confident smirk crossed Starfall's face.  Standing up strait and proud, Starfall returned the gaze, appreciating the lovely Matriarch's form.  Leaning in close, Starfall gave Radla a gentle kiss upon the cheek and locked eyes with her.<br/><br/>“Thank you for saying what I am wearing is good enough and looks fine but this should be as authentic as possible.  I think to be in this performance and be a Temple Courtesan of Golden Eye Jorst should I not be dressed as one of your people?  I am sure your courtesans have there own style as well.  Besides, if I am going to be this close and dancing with your nephew I think I should bathe and have my hair done in according with the traditions of Jorst's chosen people."<br/><br/>With her gate confident and head high, Starfall met the matriarch's eyes.   Her genuinely gentle and sweet gaze returned.  "I can think of no one better to prepare me an outfit and help me clean up before the show than you Matriarch Radla."<br/><br/>An inviting and sultry grin crossed the young story tellers soft and dainty light pink lips. The young women eyes seemed to blend her innocent, wonder filled gaze with the strong, confident discerning look one might have seen from an experienced dreaming pearl courtesan.