Jun 25, 2013
TMI Tuesday!
I now have actual time to respond to asks so let er rip!
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TMI Tuesday!
I now have actual time to respond to asks so let er rip!
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Sabira adjusted her newly sewn cloak and adjusted the belt around her waist. The sands today were not the silence she was used to. She felt strange wearing robes so elegant, robes that she hadn't worn anything like since before she had left for her journey. Her new companion on this journey stood next to her, towering over her and remaining silent as usual. His robe was tinged a peculiar blue color, he had no name and no real purpose as far as she knew. Sabira felt as though she knew him from somewhere yet the memory had slipped through the cracks of her mind. They had traveled across the desert for a while together in silence despite her constant questions in the beginning. Climbing over the dunes, Sabira could see the mass of revelers that had shown up for the Promenade. She smile beneath her mask and turned to look at the strange wanderer, about to share an opinion on the situation before remembering who she was traveling with. Sliding down to the bottom of the dune and joining the revelers. The strange wanderer hung back watching the young traveler join the party and reaches into his satchel, hung on the inside of his cloak. No letters graced the lining. Finally after a week of delivering invitations he could rest easy until another wanderer need his mail-carrying services.
((Sorry for the sloppy drawing and stuff. So the Strange wanderer who handed out invitations int he very beginning is a mail-man of sorts. You can ask him questions on my blog as he will be attending promenade. Have fun everyone!))
[: Hello there! I haven't seen you two before, my name is Sabira. I would offer information, but I am too new to my journey to provide much help. Will I be seeing either of you two at the Promenade? :]
Akos chuckled, his eyes glowing with warmth as he greeted the lovely young woman with a curt bow.
☴ ) Hello, hello, madame. I am known as Akos, mathematician and astronomical extraordinaire. My friend there is Evren. Of course you will see us, my dear. I would never pass up such a splendid opportunity as this.
Behind him, Evren snorted, rolling her eyes at the coquetting and added,
☳ ) Yes, you would never not agree to alcohol and women.
Not at all swayed, Akos gently swatted her away with a hand to return his attention to Sabira.
☴ ) You'll have to pardon the brute. She doesn't get out much.