[center][h2][color=lightsteelblue][u]          [b]Arin Nilinas[/b]          [/u]
[color=lightsteelblue][sup][sup]Current Location: The Kingsroad[/sup][/sup][/color]
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[color=silver]Arin smiled gently at the prince as he mentioned that he wasn't great at names.[/color] [color=lightsteelblue][b]"Well, everyone has difficulties once in awhile. I'm sure if you think really hard on it, you'll be able to think of the greatest names for your pets."[/b][/color] [color=silver] The priestess replied, although their conversation was soon interrupted by the presence of Jauna. Feeling that her presence was no longer required, Arin kept silent as the lord and lady began to converse, before it too was interrupted by their guide's announcement. Thankfully, there were a few feet of distance between the giant and the priestess alongside other party members, and Arin felt a wave of calm upon hearing his booming voice.

Once Maize finished his announcement about their plan of travel, Jauna had commented a rude remark about the Estalian commoners, scoffing as she stated that it was cleaner to sleep in the woods than alongside the country folk. Arin had frowned upon hearing Jauna's remark, partially because of her belief that everyone should be treated as they wish to be treated, but also partially due to her heritage as one of the commoners that Jauna had just so brazenly insulted. However, it had seemed karma truly existed, as Jauna fell downwards and off her horse into a pile of sticky dung. Gavired rushed to her side to help her, but also to teach Jauna a lesson in humility, while Siran jested that they should allow Jauna to continue riding side saddle, as if to make her a laughing stock. Sensing a forming rivalry that could soon turn badly, Arin summoned her courage and stepped in to meditate the conversation.[/color]

[color=lightsteelblue][b]"Now, now, lady Jauna. It greatly upsets me that you would whittle those of low heritage--like myself--to dirty mongrels. We may not be able to experience the wonderful perfumes and soaps of the nobility, but I can assure you, we are cleaner than you think."[/b][/color] [color=silver] Arin explained, wheeling her horse around towards the incident.[/color] [color=lightsteelblue][b]"And Siran, it isn't nice to make fun of others just for the sake to laugh at them. Lady Jauna already looks miserable after falling onto the ground and the horse dung. There is no need to make her day anymore worse just for the sake of a laugh. What would you do if you were placed in the same situation?"[/b][/color] [color=silver] Arin asked inquisitively, waiting for the horsewoman's answer. A slight glance was sent towards Gavired's direction, as he appeared to be the most helpful in such a situation.[/color]

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[center][b]Interacting:[/b] [@LordVoldemort][@Mercurial][@Mistiel][@Kazemitsu] [b]Mentions:[/b] [@Solace][/center]