Potter

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Time: Early Evening
Location: Ballroom of Danrose Castle
Attire: Her dress
Interactions: @Infinite Cosmos Munir, @13org Mayet, @Omni5876 Amir, @Rodiak Nahir
Mentions: @Tae Thea

The grand hall of the Caseonia kingdom would be considered beautiful, yet Layla had seen grander architecture at her castle. She sighed as she nodded approval. She held her head up high without glancing at anyone. These royals were not impressive. The servant beside her was Ali and one of her closest confidants. She glanced sideways to see him rolling his eyes and snickered. He caught her eye and winked and the two of them looked away from each other. She petted the head of her king cobra’s head, named Zilal. He was wrapped around her waist and shoulders with his head resting on it. She had given him a little suit she’d ordered one of her servants to create and he wore it proudly. She flicked his tongue a few times and she stroked her head absentmindedly to calm her.

She didn’t let her gaze stray as she turned to her Mayet speaking to Nala. ”It would be rude indeed, but it’ll be even ruder if they don’t all take a moment to bask in our beauty. I doubt any of them have ever seen gorgeous people before.” While they entered the hall, Layla withheld a sigh and gazed around with pleasure: all eyes were on them which is how she liked it.

As expected, the Caesonian people were rather sickly in appearance and seemed to cover up so much skin. She wondered if they were sweating under those huge puffy skirts and grimaced, shuddering in disgust. Even the men were covered in so much fabric. Layla hoped they did not expect her to actually touch them. Compared to these roaches, she was dressed much more exposed. Her outfit was airy and she didn’t feel the least bit hot. Her hair was wrapped in an elegant bun with a few stray pieces framing her face. She had added a gold piece to her hair, ears. She wrinkled her nose and then returned to a more pleasant expression as if all her dreams had come true right before her eyes. Then a tragic thought hit her: what if their wine was disgusting too? How tortuous.

As if Munir had been reading her thoughts, he chuckled and told her that she should be nice. She rolled her eyes and scoffed at him. ”Munir, next you’re going to be asking to sprout wings and fly. No one is entitled to me being nice to them.” As the second tallest, she towered over the siblings and was more noticeable than the rest. Still, it wasn’t enough; she wanted all these roaches to see her. Before she could make her move, Mayet ordered Nala to announce their arrival and chuckled. The roar was impressive, and she looked over to nod in approval to Mayet and Nala. ”Nicely done, you two.” Abrupt noise started her. She swiveled around to find a bubblehead blonde applauding them and stifled laughter. Was this girl serious? Had she never seen a tiger? Poor thing.

Layla smirked as she watched her brother Munir settle for walking and gave him a wink as she moved ahead from her spot to the left of the sultan to tap the shoulder of two guards consecutively, ”Lift me up on each of your shoulders. And don’t you dare drop me.” She commanded them. Hastily, not wanting to upset Layla as that often resulted in utter disaster, the two guards aided in picking her up, holding each of her legs as she sat both on one’s left shoulder and the other’s right shoulder. Layla held her head up high, not waving, and simply allowing all to bask in her glory. Instead, she gave them a smile that she had practiced. She knew it was the winning smile that would make their hearts flutter since it often made her appear sweet and warmer than the sun’s rays. Zilal flicked his tongue in pleasure from his head’s place on her shoulder.

Layla grinned at the king and queen of Caseonia, allowing a wink and sweet smile to cover her face as she made eye contact. The king looked dismayed which made her grin inside. Once eye contact had been achieved, she dipped her head in an honorable bow but didn’t let it drop too far. After all, these people were below her family and herself, so why lower herself to their standards? Her mother never would have done so.

Avalia

Tigerlily

Time: Morning
Interaction: Lizzie @Tae, Barboda @Alivefalling, Helio @princess
Tesoro aka “Rat” @Infinite Cosmos, Nym @helo, @FunnyGuy Ardyn’s Crew
Location: Aboard the Harem
Equipment:

Equipment

Wearing: new outfit, sword strapped to her belt, enchanted with return enchantment; daggers in her boots, sheathed and one hanging from belt, plus hat/cape from her outfit below
In her bag inside: Location sender, time teller, eye protectors & dark sight, glasses; Outfit Bought from Sailor’s Emporium

Tigerlily’s attention had been focused on Helio when he had joined. For a moment she felt a surge of irritation rise and took slow deep breaths, remembering who he was. Then Captain Lizzie's order to drown the other crew if they fell in the ocean had drawn a wicked smile upon her face. She had gasped with shock at the tidal wave the Captain had created. Moments after, several shots rang out. She didn’t have enough time to look for where the shots were aimed. The voice of the assailant reached her too late and then the owner of it slammed into her. She cried out with shock and hit the deck hard with Tesoro leaning over her. His arm had wrapped around her waist to help brace for their fall. Wide-eyed, Lily stared up at him.

For a second, she wasn’t staring into Tesoro’s crimson red eyes, she was staring into cold, dead silver ones. His hair was similarly black, but longer and pulled into a ponytail and his skin darker and more ashy. Instead of him bracing for their fall, there was a knife being held to her throat. The blood spouting from Tesoro’s injury splashed across her as she lay frozen with terror. While Tesoro’s reassuring voice inquired if she was okay, the voice in her head spoke in a more menacing and cruel way. Tigerlily fought back the memory as her heart rate quickened and adrenaline surged through her.

”I… I’m fine..” Her voice came out shaky as she watched him stand up and crudely begin bandaging his wound. She sighed as sudden anger rushed through her. For fuck sakes, she owed him now. The bastard went from yelling at her, then stealing her dagger and now saving her life? What kind of trip was he on? Still, she frowned as she watched him and sighed. Being shot hurt like hell, but he was lucky it wasn't anything critical. ”You can’t fight with a bandage like that. Here.”

Shakily she pulled him down and made sure they had enough cover. She took it from him and gingerly began to create a tourniquet around his shoulder. She made sure to apply pressure in between to staunch the bleeding and ignored the blood squirting onto her face and stood up. ”Let me handle this.” She turned around to smile slyly at him. ”Cover your ears. Now.” Her pupils dilated as she ordered the last word as compulsion. Turning to face Helio, Nym and Captain Lizzie, she barked the same order at them with more compulsion. After giving them a moment to react, Tigerlily took a deep breath and released a powerful sonic scream at the other crew. Once finished, Tigerlily moved behind cover once more near Tesoro and took several deep breaths. Despite the chaos she was grinning like a madwoman as she prepared another scream.

Avalia

Xavier

Time: Morning
Location: Avian City
Interactions: Orias @helo, Aiko @CitrusArms, Yuka @princess, @FunnyGuy Caelestis
Xavier’s Equipment: His sword, and outfit

Xavier stared around the city with awe in his eyes, though he remained neutral. It spoke of grandeur and fancier than his own home. He felt his breathing quicken and his hands become clammy. One wrong step and he’d fall off. He swallowed and took a deep breath to calm himself.

His gaze turned as a winged figure approached them and he immediately tensed. After Captain Verencia finished his speech, taking care to note their weapons should be handed over, Xavier scowled. No way would he listen; after all, what was he supposed to do if things turned for the worst?

His heart skipped a beat as Yuka stepped forward and spoke in an unlady-like manner to the gentleman. His scowl intensified. Xavier pulled her behind his back and addressed the man calmly but firmly, ”There will be no need for that. I’m also not interested in handing over my weapon, but I come in peace.” Xavier held a hand over Yuka’s arm to keep her there while he glanced at Aiko and Koldar. ”What about you?”

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Shehzadi Layla Kadir

Layla Kadir ☼ 29 ☼ Female

Height 5’11
Weight 140
Eye Color Light green
Hair Length/Texture Curly and middle of her back
Hair Color Dark brown, almost black
Skin Color Tan
Facial details Heart shaped face, round light green eyes, jewelry in her hair
Distinguishing features Resting bitch face, nose-ring, and adorned with jewelry most often
Clothing Preferences Dresses, pants and cropped tops

Likes
☼ Snakes
☼ Mayet’s company
☼ Singing and dancing
☼ Using weapons and poison together

Dislikes
☼ Being alone
☼ Stupidity and ignorance
☼ People who can’t think for themselves

Sexuality
☼ A secret

Hobbies
☼ Being outdoors
☼ Singing, dancing
☼ Tending to her snake
☼ Swordsmanship/knives/daggers
☼ Taking long, romantic walks by herself

Life Goals/Dreams
☼ You're a nosy brat aren't you?

Personality Summary
Like a snake, Layla sheds her personality piece-by-piece. Sometimes she’s open and warm, others she’s closed off and in her head. When giving her opinions she’s straight-forward, occasionally honest and enjoys spinning the truth. She can be awfully blunt and won’t beat around the bush, so be prepared to get your feelings hurt. Her humor is dry and sarcastic as she finds it distracting and irritating to accomplishing her goals. When speaking with outsiders, she is sweeter than honey with her words and actions. Seemingly she is able to bend over backwards to make your wildest dreams come true. On the outside, she’s humble and sincere, including being innocent and naïve. Inside she is calculating, cold, and often thinking ahead of others. She can be warm, sensitive, and thoughtful when necessary, having learned it from the best. She displays humble and naivety, but is more so haughty and pretentious on the inside. Her energy is saved for when needed the most. She can be rather secretive and isn't too trusting.

Often, she is quiet and reserved while observing others and learning their quirks and insecurities to her advantage. Her mind is sharper than a whip. When she’s bored, manipulation is her game. Her imagination runs wilder than her with men and displays unconventional and unpredictable thinking and solutions. During times of stress, Layla is cooler than a cucumber and often thrives in pressure and chaos. Secretly, she seems to enjoy it. Layla is independent, resourceful, and enjoys using others for her own pleasure. Passionate and ambitious, a fire has kindled in her that cannot be extinguished. She would prefer to dirty someone else’s hands than her own as well. However, there are some layers to her she doesn’t display unless she’s trusted you to her inner circle.

Current occupation
☼ Being royal, of course.

Any past occupations?
☼ A little of this, a little of that….

Relatives
☼ Too many people.

Skills
☼ Singing
☼ Dancing
☼ Poison
☼ Her charm and beauty, obviously
☼ Knives, daggers, and swordsmanship

History Summary
☼ It's a bit personal to ask, don’t you think?

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Layla Kadir

Layla Kadir ☼ 29 ☼ Female

Height 5’9
Weight 140
Eye Color Light green
Hair Length/Texture Curly and middle of her back
Hair Color Dark brown, almost black
Skin Color Tan
Facial details Heart shaped face, round light green eyes, jewelry in her hair
Distinguishing features Resting bitch face, nose-ring, and adorned with jewelry most often
Clothing Preferences Dresses, pants and cropped tops

Likes
☼ Snakes
☼ Mayet’s company
☼ Singing and dancing

Dislikes
☼ Being alone
☼ Stupidity and ignorance
☼ People who can’t think for themselves

Sexuality
☼ A secret

Hobbies
☼ Being outdoors
☼ Singing, dancing
☼ Tending to her snake
☼ Taking long, romantic walks by herself

Life Goals/Dreams
☼ You're a nosy brat aren't you?

Personality Summary
Like a snake, Layla sheds her personality piece-by-piece. Sometimes she’s open and warm, others she’s closed off and in her head. When giving her opinions she’s straight-forward, occasionally honest and enjoys spinning the truth. She can be awfully blunt and won’t beat around the bush, so be prepared to get your feelings hurt. Her humor is dry and sarcastic as she finds it distracting and irritating to accomplishing her goals. When speaking with outsiders, she is sweeter than honey with her words and actions. Seemingly she is able to bend over backwards to make your wildest dreams come true. On the outside, she’s humble and sincere, including being innocent and naïve. Inside she is calculating, cold, and often thinking ahead of others. She can be warm, sensitive, and thoughtful when necessary, having learned it from the best. She displays humble and naivety, but is more so haughty and pretentious on the inside. Her energy is saved for when needed the most. She can be rather secretive and isn't too trusting.

Often, she is quiet and reserved while observing others and learning their quirks and insecurities to her advantage. Her mind is sharper than a whip. When she’s bored, manipulation is her game. Her imagination runs wilder than her with men and displays unconventional and unpredictable thinking and solutions. During times of stress, Layla is cooler than a cucumber and often thrives in pressure and chaos. Secretly, she seems to enjoy it. Layla is independent, resourceful, and enjoys using others for her own pleasure. Passionate and ambitious, a fire has kindled in her that cannot be extinguished. She would prefer to dirty someone else’s hands than her own as well. However, there are some layers to her she doesn’t display unless she’s trusted you to her inner circle.

Current occupation
☼ Being royal, of course.

Any past occupations?
☼ A little of this, a little of that….

Relatives
☼ Too many people.

Skills
☼ Singing
☼ Dancing
☼ Her charm and beauty, obviously

History Summary
☼ It's a bit personal to ask, don’t you think?

Roses and Daggers - Romance

Interested of course! :)

Avalia

Xavier

Time: Morning
Location: Tavern
Interactions: Orias @helo, Aiko @CitrusArms, Yuka @princess
Xavier’s Equipment: His sword, and outfit

Xavier listened to Yuka’s friends and she conversed. He was quiet and eying the scenery with interest. It looked much like home to him, although the occupants were strange. There were the pointy-eared folk apparently called elves, and more animal-human hybrids and some people with wings. He saw a few tall green beasts too. Knowing his starring might catch attention, he turned back to the others. He noted the creatures and reminded himself to ask Yuka about them later.

When Koldar mentioned the Black Market, his eyes widened. What? A black market and dragons? This is crazy... What else does this world have? Panic settled in his eyes and he glanced at Yuka. Fortunately the conversation moved quickly. Someone named “Nabbarra” had disappeared which he found cumbersome and mysterious. Did people disappear often here? He frowned and folded his arms, feeling hot in the weird cloak but not complaining as he was grateful for Yuka’s help. The locations “Ironhold” and “River Kingdom,” both sounded fascinating places with more interesting creatures. He watched Yuka figuratively weigh the decisions and started chuckling to himself. What was an Amora, he wondered? He cleared his throat and nodded as if he understood what was going on. ”Alright. Let’s go.” He glanced at the others with a charming smile. ”Before the dark elves take all the good seats.”

Avalia

Tigerlily

Time: Dusk
Interaction: Lizzie @Tae, Barboda @Alivefalling, Helio @princess
Tesoro aka “Rat” @Infinite Cosmos, Nym @helo, @FunnyGuy “Two Lesser Known Twins” & Liliana
Location: Barboda's Ship - Living Quarters
Equipment:

Equipment

Wearing: new outfit, sword strapped to her belt, enchanted with return enchantment; daggers in her boots, sheathed and one hanging from belt, plus hat/cape from her outfit below
In her bag inside: Location sender, timeteller, eye protectors & dark sight, glasses; Outfit Bought from Sailor’s Emporium

Tigerlily waited much like Nym with her arms folded. Captain Lizie’s soft words to Tesoro made her raise her eyebrows. She viewed them as a family, and her vulnerability surprised even Tigerlily. She was quiet for a moment. Was this it? After a few long, miserable years…? She bit her lip and pushed it out of her mind for now. She needed to focus. When Ardyn’s crew spoke up, proposing a tax, she began laughing loudly in the background. A tax to sail the seas? How dare they think they could claim it? Fury grew inside of her and she resisted the urge to murder these roaches right now. This crew was out of their damned minds. However she stopped laughing to allow Lizzie to speak while the roaches’ attention was spared by Tesoro. She nodded in agreement as she began surveying their surroundings. The ocean was quite agitated. Lily glanced at the Captain with furrowed brows and turned away with a smirk. If it was true…

The Rat spoke up and she regrettably decided to listen to him. She stared at him with disbelief and rolled her eyes. ”I don’t think I need to explain myself. You’d best put those plugs if this turns to a fight as you will lose your hearing temporarily, if the other crew doesn’t have them already...” Tigerlily noted his soft tone and decided not to comment further so as not to upset him or Lizzie. She glanced at the schooner and knew it’d be possible they had their own defense mechanism for handling sirens, and knew she’d have to find another way to fight.

She moved over to the edge, but not close enough to be in danger of falling over. She examined the water and glanced back at the schooner. There was a chance the bastard had a siren. She glanced over the crew quickly and noted the mixed races. Thus far, they didn’t seem to recognize her, and she was quite glad she’d changed her appearance. She moved back to Lizzie’s side and spoke softly. Her mind raced as she began thinking of how to find the main roach. ”He’ll have a siren, whether on the main ship or in the waters where I can assist ye. I’ve had my fair share of siren fights. You’re right that his main ship could be cloaked in light or dark magic. He may even be on the ship already while invisible.. A light elf as old as the Bastard is, will have mastered the art of light magic.” She glanced at Nym with her voice as quiet as possible, though knowing it’d only be safe for one to possibly leave. Also, she'd have to watch out for nets. How she hated them and caused her fury to grow.”What do you say on checking out the se-”

Tigerlily’s sentence was cut short. Barbuda had moved forward and murdered the forest fairy. Shocked, she turned to stare at him. ”Barboda, what the fuck?” She cried as she glanced around. Furious, she looked to Lizzie for orders, frustrated now by their situation. She didn’t want to die fighting some stupid battle caused by a helmeted weirdo. Her gaze locked onto Tesoro who was staring at her and she frowned. What the hell did he want? She inhaled sharply as he came at her abruptly and took a few steps back with fear. It reflected in her eyes as her mind replaced him with a dark elf. She tensed up as his feathery light touch brushed her side as a slight rattle told her he’d swiped her dagger.

Frozen and speechless, she stood there unable to move. His words replayed in her mind as her heart rate increased. She couldn’t help but smirk though at his wink and reined in her anger over having it stolen. Her smile was much less friendly than it was wicked. If looks could have killed… ”You’d best give me the dagger back or you’ll find out what I can do later.” She noted his position would be the first person the other crew would meet if they came aboard. With that taken care of, she glanced at Lizzie. ”Captain, would you like me to stay aboard or go underwater? I’ll bet Ardyn’s going to appear now. They’ll likely have another fairy aboard their main ship since they can heal." Whether or not she knew it, she decided to state it anyways. Her suspicion was growing more over the captain as the sea remained agitated and rocked their ship. Her instincts told her to abandon ship, yet she remained steadfast and glanced at Nym then studying their surroundings.

Avalia

Rue

Time: Morning
Location: Surfside Cafe > Beach
Interaction: @Helo Bowyn, Annya @princess, Raven/Eris @Tae
Mention: Arn @Omni5876, Trio - Shade, Katanna, Rocco
Equipment: Small backpack, two knives, rations, water flask, hygiene products, new outfit

Rue had given Bowyn a frown upon his comment toward Arn, but kept her comments to herself. Arn had looked taken aback and upset and her heart ached for him. She had eaten her breakfast quietly, a little overwhelmed from all the company they had. She wasn’t used to dining with so many, however it was interesting to listen to the conversation. When the meal was complete, the decision was to go to the beach for slime day. She decided to stay amongst those enjoying the beach as she had never had the chance to do so before. Moonlight had returned to her room for the event. It would be too hot for him and she didn’t want him to suffer. She’d left plenty of water and food for him as well. While on her way to the beach, she passed the strange trio again. The orc looked rather happier than he’d earlier, and she could assume they were on their way to the blacksmith. The light elf winked at her and after telling her to enjoy the beach while the feline remained stoic.

Rue soon found herself with the girls and Bowyn sitting on blankets in the sand, a little ways away from all the slime fighting. It had intrigued her to join them but she decided against it. She was not sure what to say to anyone else, so she picked up a pretty seashell and handed one to the white-haired girl named “Valerie” with a soft smile. Rue then found another one and gave it to Bowyn. ”Look! Seashells. Aren’t they so pretty?” Rue pulled over a few more and began handing them to everyone as an offering of friendship and conversation. She pulled over a few and began to make a small seashell castle by their towel. The sunlight reflected off her wings and she made sure not to stretch them again in front of Bowyn. She’d remembered his expression after doing so after leaving the amora, so she ignored them and tried enjoying the sun.

Avalia

Tigerlily

Time: Dusk
Interaction: Lizzie @Tae, Barboda @Alivefalling, Helio @princess
Tesoro aka “Rat” @Infinite Cosmos, Nym @helo, @FunnyGuy “Two Lesser Known Twins” & Liliana
Location: Barboda's Ship - Living Quarters
Equipment:

Equipment

Wearing: new outfit, sword strapped to her belt, enchanted with return enchantment; daggers in her boots, sheathed and one hanging from belt, plus hat/cape from her outfit below
In her bag inside: Location sender, timeteller, eye protectors & dark sight, glasses; Outfit Bought from Sailor’s Emporium

After drinking and partying, Tigerlily had filled a tub with water to rest in. She had drunk a decent amount, though to her it was never enough. Having to be in the same vicinity as him, seeing him, hearing him, all drove her up a wall. She had kept her distance from the others when possible that night and had turned in rather early after finding a tub and filling it with water. It was large enough to accompany her in her mermaid form, though her tail did hang out the edge. She had feigned sleep for a while, as the memories returned whenever she drank or hung in the back of her mind. Finally, after what felt like hours, she finally fell asleep.

The next morning she awoke early and had eaten before the others. She had wrapped her cape around herself and masked most of her scales and donned the hat to shield her from the sun’s overbearing rays. It was then she noticed the schooner and the pirate ship floating to the east. Anger had ignited in her when recognized it as Captain Ardyn’s. Tigerlily growled to herself lowly as she folded her arms and stared at it. Captain Lizzie had pointed it out to her and explained who it was. Tigerlily paced up and down the ship, glancing every so often at the ship, and fantasizing about slicing the bastard’s throat. She wanted to do worse; maybe string him up to the mast as he did his siren and allow the birds to finish him off in the hot sun after being whipped. She watched as the schooner approached their ship with two dark elves and a fairy. How she wished to rip the dark elves' throats out. First however, fairy would have to be dealt with first seeing as the overgrown pixies could heal.

Tigerlily hung back, not wanting to be seen quite yet and interested in seeing how Lizzie handled it. She was not disappointed and let out a harsh, dark laugh, but wasn’t visible to the crew on the schooner. She caught Lizzie’s eye once she turned to them and winked. However the Rat spoke up and Tigerlily started laughing rather rudely again. ”Aye Rat, that’s exactly what we were hoping for.” She replied as she faced him with a wicked smile and eyeroll. ”One Rat for the price of everyone else's safety? Count me in. Let’s definitely give the ship someone who knows all about us.” Her gaze flicked to Lizzie with a smile to let her know she was only half joking, and wasn’t entirely serious. Tigerlily remained neutral, ready to go on the offensive at a moment’s notice. She was itching, like the Rat, to fight, although her’s was more personal.

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Rue

Time: Morning
Location: Surfside Cafe, Riverport
Interaction: @Helo Bowyn
Equipment: Small backpack, two knives, rations, water flask, hygiene products, new outfit

The discussion of the princess returned and Rue felt a mixture of eagerness mixed with anxiety. Meeting the princess would be an honor mixed with her job becoming more realistic. Hanging with Arn would help them find her and it was then that Rue could reveal the nature of her position. He was a combat medic and Rue honestly didn’t know enough about war or fighting to be entirely effective. Her mind raced again to Bowyn. How would he react to finding out about her job? A rebel group of Elves had ventured to the winter fairy village looking for volunteers. She didn’t pause to contemplate this further; she realized too late how Bowyn was giving her an out from the war if she wanted it. Rue remained quiet as she finally replied while avoiding the topic of Arn. ”No. I want to find the princess. I have something to talk to her about.” She knew leaving it at that was mysterious, and that she had her own, independent mission, one without the bloodlust.

They passed buildings and Rue scowled at the bright sunshine. How people lived with the bright sun and didn’t cringe from it she didn’t know. She glanced at the posters on their way with confusion. Was Smile native to the rest of Avalia? She glanced at Bowyn and giggled. ”Guess we did. Maybe we should help?” She looked up at the restaurant as her cheery smile returned. ”Well breakfast’s calling! Moonlight, I’ll give you my scraps.” She moved back however as the group from the previous night walked by; a hulking dragonborn she gaped at; the red haired light elf, male light elf in purple, and then a demihuman. Rue realized how much conversation might have to be expected and glanced at Bowyn uneasily. Healing people with gruesome injuries and the like was something she could do, but the upcoming conversation? Rue nervously pushed open the door and tried reminding herself that it was likely not going to be as problematic as it was.

That was short lived. Rue opened the door and walked in after Bowyn. The moment they were inside, they were greeted with the fruit of their discussion: Arn, princess Annya, a blonde female elf in a black ensemble, a demi-canine and the quartet from earlier. Her heart sank and then began racing and her palms became clammy. Holy cow. Was this the only open cafe? Rue turned to Bowyn with astonishment then turned back and realized she was standing there awkwardly like a lost dog. She cleared her throat nervously and stammered out, while nervously petting Moonlight’s head, ”Oh - pardon me. I’m Rue, and it’s an honor to meet you, Princess.” She gave a quick curtsy and then glanced at Arn and offered a small smile and then glanced at Bowyn quickly. ”Um - do you want to grab a seat nearby or…?” Her voice trailed off and she continued petting Moonlight, aware of the people gawking at him now, and trying to ignore her nerves.