[H1][color=0072bc]Kest[/color][/h1]

Kest had been too busy watching his sister to hear much of what the boy had said to Veragwen. Mara came first until Endiness got over its disdain for any being that wasn't human. For the young woman on stage, who now seemed slightly familiar to him, to go out and say she believed in equality between all races... it was very brave. Not many people, famous or no, wanted it that way. Mara always had courage to spare, he knew she really had wanted to go up there and shake her tail with the best of them. The fiery personality she hid far to well would come out soon. He could feel it. Then things might get hairy. Just like how that young man had turned from the crowd just as Mara had gotten on stage. Was he a racist too? As an older brother, all he wanted to do was punch the kid in the face, but he restrained himself. He didn't want to look bad in front of his possible life companion.

The young man snapped back into reality when the guard he was trying to ask out earlier spoke his name.
[color=0072bc]"Yes, ma'am."[/color] he said, taking her coin. Kest went off in search of food. While today's festival was mostly comprised of spicy foods, he was certain there was a something the frightened boy could eat. He went from stall to stall, checking each and every food on display. He came across a tasty ale, but as the boy was young, Vera was on duty, and Mara couldn't drink, he would be on his own. He was sad to learn they were only in town for the one day.

The stall with the ale pointed out someone that sold water and mild meats. Veragwen had only given him enough money to get the kid something to eat and drink, but he decided that a guard would probably need something too. He ended up using his own money and bought food and drink for Vera, Mara, and himself. Kest hurried back over to the shrine where everyone waited, his arms full of food and water.
[color=0072bc]"I brought enough for everyone!"[/color]

[H1][color=f7941d]Mara[/color][/h1]

Mara looked at the singer, a spark of mischief growing her eyes as she took the woman's hand. Not because she planned anything. No, this was her way of telling the woman beside her that she had no idea how much crap the half-mer doesn't put up with. It was kind of funny. She smiled,
[color=f7941d]"Thank you,"[/color] she started, [color=f7941d]"my name is Mara. What is yours?"[/color] Once on stage, she looked out at the gathering. One of them had given the kind dancer a foul look. She wondered why as he made his way to the back of the pack. She decided to focus on her new companion.

Once she snapped back to general populous, there was visible surprise from the crowd. Most humans thought the merpeople were nothing but fish. A union with one was like mating with a beast, their children not capable of speech. It was just trash spouted by religious fanatics and jealous wives. Mara found it quite humorous. [color=f7941d]"If you show me some of your moves, I will do my best to learn the steps."[/color]