[center][h2][color=f26522]Kasari Liesma[/color][/h2]
Bride of Zakroti; Sister-Bride to [color=c2a5fd]Aymiria Cassiel[/color][/center]
In the short time they had gotten to speak the two girls had hit it off quite well, sighing with disappointment when the clock struck midnight. Waving goodbye to each other, Kasari watched after the small blonde with a smile, glad she had been chosen by what seemed like a kind woman. Falling into step beside her own Drakken partner, Kasari felt the small lizard return to his place on her shoulder, staring up at the man cautiously. Leo showed no signs of aggression towards Zakroti but she could tell the critter was worried about his friend, something she wasn't going to leave to chance as his presence was noted. Scooping the lizard up in her hands, Kasari beamed with pride.

"[color=f26522]Well, you're not wrong. These little buggars make terrible pets in the more traditional sense of the word. He's what we call a Horn-Crested Desert Dragon... Or Desert Dragon for short. They thrive best in harsher conditions found in deserts, which Gemminia isn't quite known for, however there are a small chain of mountains just a few days ride out from where I grew up. My father used to tell me they were Pyrus' contribution to the physical world, a way for him to turn fire into stone for the Great Mother Vivari to mold into the lands we see today. But despite having not spewed fire in generations, they still give off enough heat to warm the air considerably. It was there that I met Leo, or rather, he made himself comfortable in my food bags...[/color]" Kasari laughed as Leo snuggled up to her hand, trying to look as cute as possible.

"[color=f26522]I let him go of course, but my brother was adamant about catching the little thing. Saw him chasing Leo around, acting all sorts of mean to the little guy... So I did what any normal person would do, I scooped up the little lizard and kicked my brother's butt. After that we couldn't be separated, he followed me all the way home, and now from home all the way out here. I promise he won't be much trouble.[/color]" Realizing she had been rambling on about the lizard, Kasari took a moment to think about an answer to his final question about Sorrin and her Drakken bride.

"[color=f26522]I didn't have the pleasure of speaking at all with Miss Siadamkiru, however Sorrin seemed comfortable around her. If someone that sweet can be in her company, I don't think she can be all that bad. Why, what's this about?[/color]" She then shook her head with a smile, laughing her own question wrong.

"[color=f26522]Nevermind. I know a business deal when I see one, if it were something I needed to know you wouldn't have stepped away to speak to her. I can respect that, but if you're trying to gauge how trustworthy a business partner she is... You're asking the wrong person. Follow your gut on that one, relying too much on others opinions can lead to failure and in this territory failure doesn't sound all that safe for anyone.[/color]" Kasari shrugged, a motion that seemed to say 'but what would I know?'. It didn't take them long to return to the room where they would be staying, Miry already inside speaking to another of the Blackguard. Internally Kasari sighed with relief as it seemed Miry was doing much better now than she had been earlier. Before she knew it Zakroti had disappeared again, leaving her and Miry in the room together to hash out their own sleeping arrangements.

"[color=f26522]Goodnight M'lord.[/color]" She bowed her head respectfully as he left for the evening, then turning to her Gemminite sister with a tired smile. A little surprised by the written speech, Kasari took the paper and read it carefully with a quiet giggle.

"[color=f26522]These walls don't do much to keep the warmth inside so it would probably be more comfortable for the both of us to sleep together in the bed. I could sleep through just about anything so just climb up whenever you're done writing in your journal... And don't worry about it, it seems I've brought one of my own as well. I'm sure they'll be great friends, right Leo?[/color]" She asked the small lizard who had curled up and fell asleep in her hands.

"[color=f26522]Oh, well maybe they can get to know each other some other time. That's alright. You finish writing in your journal, I'm going to try and get some sleep before tomorrow's festivities. Goodnight Miry.[/color]" Squeezing the girl's shoulder lightly, Kasari climbed up onto the bed with Leo snuggled up right next to her neck. It took less than a few breaths before she was sleeping soundly, obviously wiped from the day's events.

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[center][h2][color=82ca9d]Sorrin Lucielle[/color][/h2]
Bride of [color=f0a446]Siadamkiru Beneni[/color][/center]

A little disappointed that her meeting with Kasari was being ended already, Sorrin waved her goodbye, though her face lit up at the promise of being able to speak with the Gemminite girl again soon. She giggled as the small lizard ran down her body and scuttled across the floor back to his master, a shiver running down her spine as her now exposed neck met the cool air once again. While she continued to keep pace with Lady Sia, Sorrin began noticing how tired she really was, the excitement that was the last few days finally catching up to her in what could only be described as the squeakiest yawn to ever echo the stone halls they walked. Her fatigue however was broken by a rush of adrenaline, fear striking her as Sia hesitated at the sound of a scream. Glancing up at the tense Drakken, Sorrin nodded her understanding of the instructions.

As soon as the door had been pushed open and Lady Sia had walked inside, Sorrin scurried beneath the closest table she could find. Curling her body up, she folded up neatly beneath the furniture, safe from whatever force might be thrown about in the conflict... However she was far too curious to leave herself completely cut off from the situation, plugging her ears as she had promised, but peeking out from her hiding place to watch the scene unfold. At first everything seemed to be going just how Lady Sia had planned it, or at least within her ability to control, however that changed just as quickly as the lord's own guards arrived, surrounding Sia menacingly. She had to cover her mouth to keep from screaming as they ganged up on her, one of them slicing up her back pretty badly while she was blocking a blow from another. Deciding that she could watch no more, Sorrin withdrew beneath the table waiting for whatever might happen.

What seemed like an eternity later, a knock on the top of the table signaled it was safe for her to come out from hiding. When she emerged she was surprised to see a few other female warriors in the room, a sigh of relief escaping her lips as she pieced the scene together silently. Falling into step, Sorrin kept glancing up at the Gemminite girl being carried in Sia's arms. She could sense her trouble breathing, not all that surprising with the amount of strength a Drakken had in a single hand. Closing her eyes, she let Sia guide her toward the room while she focused on the air entering and leaving the other Gem's lungs. It was jagged, forced, and sounded somewhat painful. Lightly pushing a little more air into each breath, she focused on making the intake a little smoother until her unconscious body corrected itself and began breathing normally. Wanting to be helpful, Sorrin rushed into the room Sia had led them too heading straight for the bag she recognized as being her own.

"[color=82ca9d]We should wrap her neck with some of this ointment my aunt sent with me. It's to prevent swelling and is supposed to help calm the nerves. I think she could use it more than me right now.[/color]" Sorrin glanced over at the girl, worry etched into her features as she pulled out a small glass jar filled with a yellowish/green paste. She then reached in and withdrew a small leather pouch filled with various flowers. Picking out one of the blue ones, she pulled the roots off and offered them to Lady Siadamkiru with the same worried glance. 

"[color=82ca9d]That looks painful, you should chew on these... It'll help a little.[/color]" She added, feeling bad that she couldn't to much more to help other than offer a few herbs and a warm smile.

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[center][h2][color=8493ca]Azilon Dantanath[/color][/h2]
"Husband" of [color=98fb98]Rya Mira[/color] and [color=skyblue]Aeila Snowblood[/color][/center]

He had only been awake for a few short moments before his ears registered that he was being spoken to, hie eyes groggily finding the source of the voice. Naturally the questions were pouring out of the small Geminite girl he vaguely remembered helping him back to the room. It was at that moment that he realized he had passed out on the floor of his own room, a low growl escaping his chest as he raised a hand. Covering the girl's mouth with his hand, he locked sleep filled eyes with her and responded with a curt "shush" before attempting to push himself up. He had made it to a sitting position, working on stretching out his stiff limbs and yawning loudly. Shaking the fog out of his head, he returned his gaze to the small Gem.

"[color=8493ca]Oh yes, that's right... The Choosing Ceremony was last night.[/color]" He recalled, running a careful hand over the already healing wound on his back. Shaking his head at the memories flooding in from the previous night, Azilon sighed.

"[color=8493ca]In a way, I guess it is permanent. After all, Gems caught trying to sneak back across the border are captured and often times killed without a second thought. I can offer you protection seeing as I owe you for not slitting my throat in my sleep, but do not expect any further kindness from me. You'll earn your keep like everyone else in my estate, that goes for you too Sprite.[/color]" He called out, not seeing her in his line of sight but sensing her presence in the room. Working his way up to his feet, the Drakken lord appeared much steadier on his feet than he had been the night before. It was almost as if the events had never taken place... All except the obvious wound that was still there, but it seemed the rest had done his body wonders, moving almost normally about the room. To those familiar with him he might have come across as quite sluggish, definitely not back to 100% but well enough to impress those that had witnessed the ordeal. Letting loose another large yawn, Azilon glanced at the small girl before cocking his head slightly.

"[color=8493ca]You didn't get dinner did you? No I suppose not with all that went on. When Scoot shows his face be sure to tell him what you want for breakfast. It's a long way back and you're going to need every ounce of strength if you're unfamiliar with the terrain.[/color]" And with that he disappeared into the bathing room where a giant tub sat in the center of the room. Filling the thing with hot water, Azilon sunk into it gratefully, the heat pulling all the tension from his muscles. Perhaps it was a little too comfortable, though, seeing as he fell right back asleep in the arms of the soothing heat. Snoring softly, his head barely shifted, hanging only slightly off center. 

As was expected, Scoot didn't take very long to show up after Azilon mentioned him. Poking his head in cautiously before letting himself in.

"[color=gray]Oh good, it looks like he's up. I told you he'd be alright, all things considered. I supposed I should collect breakfast for everyone then before it's time to leave. How about it Miss Rya? Would you like to join me, I can show you all the different foods commonly eaten in the Drakken culture. Help you choose one that suits your tastes best?[/color]" The small man smiled warmly, oddly chipper for it being so early in the morning. 

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