[center][h2]Southern District[/h2]

[h3]Outside Wayland Keep[/h3]
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Vanessa was grateful for the help in walking, and she probably. When As they plotted along, and the lizard-girl commented about how great the Lot Knights were at expelling monsters, Vanessa wanted to make a comment on how there'd actually only been [i]one[/i] of their rank who was good at that... The rest had been quite useless, to be frank... Which made her worry slightly about this nation's future, if their supposed [i]great knights[/i] couldn't even handle a lone, rogue intruder... But, she decided to keep such comments to herself for now.

[center][h3]Nekhay Tavern[/h3][/center]

Sitting down at their tavern, Vanessa felt the fagigue in her body. The black-haired sorceress removed her large hat for the first time since she and Iskah had met, putting it on the table infront of them. She made a tired, elongated stretch and 'hnnnnngh'-sound, arching her back in the ... moderately comfortable... wooden chair. Thankfully, Iskah had been the one to put in an order, as the dark mage hadn't even noticed the portly woman in the chef's attire who'd strolled up and talked to the lizardman.

And the floodgates opened and Iskah began to talk.

A lot.

It was remarkable in a way... The dark mage couldn't recall the other girl ever being this chatty during the entierty of their travelling together thus far. Maybe she was the type who only liked to talk when it was something that directly related to herself in some way? Or maybe she was just really excited about getting her man? .. Wait... Getting...? She hadn't... Gotten him...?

Vanessa sat up as straight as she could on her chair and looked at Iskah, a face full of weary confusion, as she held up a hand in a 'stop' or 'hold it' kind of manner.

[color=lightblue]"Woah, woah... Slow down there, honey... You said... YOu said you fought and lost... And you're only [i]now[/i] going to [i][b]propose[/b][/i]?"[/color] Vanessa's words and voice were tired and labored, as if trying to talk after having run as fast as she could for a 100 meter dash or something. [color=lightblue]"I thought we came to the keep to get you your man, right here and now... But, now you're... Saying we'll have to do this all over agagin...?"[/color]

Though tired, exhausted and enfeebled, there was an unmistakable tinge of irritation to Vanessa's tone. The kind of annoyance one might have when taking a child to a candy store, but the kid couldn't make up their mind and just spent minutes upon minutes waffling back and forth and never actually picking something... Until the shop closed. And you had to leave. And the kid started crying because it didn't get any candy, because they spent too long deciding... She wans't angry or furious or anything, but Nessa definetly didn't look amused by this revelation.

But perhaps she was just grumpy because of the lethargy and she'd perk back up when food arrived...? Maybe? Possibly? Hopefully?

Or, perhaps Iskah would do well to consider her response... It didn't seem her dark mage companion had even heard the part about possibly staying the night though. She was, understandably, more concerned with the whole; Not actually getting hitched with the incubus-deal at the moment.