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Sister Bride of Aubree [@Ellion] and Bride of Kagan [@ghastlyInc]
Interacting with Kagan and Bree[/center]

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The market was absolutely magical.  It had been some time since she had travelled through a market and a city of this size.  She was often drawn away by beautiful clothes and fanciful jewellery.  Adora could not picture her self ever having a need for any of it, but they were lovely to look at.  Bree was much more in her element here.  She watched the woman look over the finery and judging whether it was worth what the merchant asked.  Adora could stitch up a wound or distil alcohol but she would be easily conned.  Bree's shrewd eye was quite impressive.

And then there were the puppies.  Adorable little creatures with happy wagging tails.  The woman held up the dog as she tempted Bree to buy one.  Adora reached out a hand and gently scratched the pup under the chin.  As Bree got Kagan's attention something else caught Adora's eye.  She gave the pup one last little pat on the head before she wandered over to the stall.  

It was draped with decadent silks of varying, bright colours.  Stacked and displayed at the stall were a number of books.  Most of them appeared to be fiction of some sort, which did not interest her all that much.  The books were beautifully bound though.  She ran her fingers over finely pressed leather. Some of them had the words embossed on their spines.  She moved around the stall and found journals and writing supplies.  All of the journals were impeccably worked with images of beasts or forest scenes stamped into them.  Some even had stones worked into them.  She lifted one of them with a blue stone at the center of a mandala and a brass fastener.

Adora lovingly ran her fingers over the design, absorbed in the beauty of the work.  Quite suddenly a shadow fell over her as Kagan approached.  At the sound of his voice, she jumped, a squeak escaping her.  She turned to look up at him, clutching the journal to her chest.  She was surprised by the dogs sniffing at her boots.  A smile spread across her face as she leaned down to give them a pat.

[color=BC79CB][b]"Oh, I uh..." [/b][/color]she straightened and finally replied.  She held the journal out, looking at it longingly. [color=BC79CB][b] "No, no.  I don't need anything."[/b][/color]  She set the book back on the stall.  She gave it one last loving touche before she turned back to Kagan, Bree, and the dogs.  [color=BC79CB][b]"Was there anything else we needed?"
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Adora is mesmerized by a journal.  And there are dogs now.
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