[center][img]https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/24daaba0-49cc-4fa8-b410-40385f60caff/dd5nmdr-76834b66-c0e8-456d-a414-c18eafd4bf18.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzI0ZGFhYmEwLTQ5Y2MtNGZhOC1iNDEwLTQwMzg1ZjYwY2FmZlwvZGQ1bm1kci03NjgzNGI2Ni1jMGU4LTQ1NmQtYTQxNC1jMThlYWZkNGJmMTgucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.QIOmqcZrRDI-Il6f6c-fad4sf4YLDGao7LQoHKnUMUY[/img]

[sub][color=DB9CC1][b]✧[/b] Location: [i]???[/i][/color]
[color=addfad]☀ Interactions:
[@CMDR Melander][@Shard][/color]
[color=91DB94]☽ Text colour: #91DB94[/color][/sub][/center][hr][hr]

[i]Clip clop clip clop...[/i]
A sound which grew less distant with each passing moment. Sitting there on the edge of her broken wagon, Teya's curious gaze lingered to the road to see two oncoming figures. It looked quite fancy, as the tiefling would note in her humble peasant opinion. [i]Well.[/i] Perhaps not quite a peasant, as she was the daughter of a dream seller, but Teya was not the wealthiest of wanderers for sure.

The Dream Catcher was met with quite the peculiar ensamble: a tall goat-like woman with wild, deep purple locks and a tiny beastlike fey creature in what seemed like fancier clothing than Teya could've dreamt of. It definitely made her leather bodice paired with a cottony white, drapey tunic pale in comparison. Even the stained glass jewellery she wore seemed to dim when put next to the peculiar dark creature.
[i]Prince Umbra Nox.[/i] A name which the teal coloured tiefling had not heard before, but one that was every bit as important sounding as the clothing the little fey was wearing.
[color=91DB94]"My heavens, I was not prepared to cross paths with a royal and his Guardian,"[/color] Teya mused in response, curious silver eyes big and searching. [color=91DB94]"You must forgive me, for I have little to no clue as to where I am either,"[/color] Teya admitted with a sheepish smile, [color=91DB94]"and as you can see, my carriage is... more than a little worse for wear,"[/color] she concluded. Looking at the goat lady, Teya now noticed her eyes were covered by a blindfold she hadn't noticed upon first meeting the two. This sparked curiosity in the young tiefling, a shift which was apparent in her expression.

Teya chuckled at the warm greeting, feeling a bit uncertain of how to act with a higher presence around, but all the while feeling like there was a meaning for this encounter.
[color=91DB94]"I don't know about a meal or a song, but a help at fixing my wagon would be most apprecia-"[/color] the tiefling began, only to get interrupted by the fey prince who was already on it. As the dark fey listed the components needed for a successful mending spell, Teya's eyes widened in excitement.
[color=91DB94]"Oh!"[/color] she exclaimed, forgetting her lower status, [color=91DB94]"I am... 80 percent sure I am in posession of the last two, actually! Would that help with the spell? Please, I really could use some help from a proper magic user,"[/color] Teya pleaded, her tail swinging behind her as she turned around to rummage through some of her dream jars, looking for a label that best matched the description.
Hopes of a child was an easy find, as almost every pleasant dream jarred from a child was at least somewhat hopeful. The sorrow of a widow, though...
[color=91DB94]"Hold on, I'm sure it's here somewhere..."[/color] Teya assured as she turned around the jars, reading the smudged ink on the labels. Why was her handwriting so messy again?
[color=91DB94]"A-ha! I knew a widow came in for a nightmare extraction at some point. Here, do these help?"[/color] Teya asked as she spun back around with two jars in her hands. The other contained a smoke-like substance that took the colour of a bloody red with a tint of sickly green, and the other was a nice pastel yellow substance. Teya looked at the two strangers - Saranja and Prince Umbra - with hopeful eyes and a spacey smile.

[hr][hr]

[center]
[img]https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/24daaba0-49cc-4fa8-b410-40385f60caff/dd5frrp-2723dfc1-5589-4ee9-869b-14f7fcef22a2.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzI0ZGFhYmEwLTQ5Y2MtNGZhOC1iNDEwLTQwMzg1ZjYwY2FmZlwvZGQ1ZnJycC0yNzIzZGZjMS01NTg5LTRlZTktODY5Yi0xNGY3ZmNlZjIyYTIucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.xMJ21DdcMfZDw-g8obS2RtcoUGOgGCLT97Zl0_x_Fkc[/img]

[sub][color=FBEC76]✢ Location: Kina City // Ambassador's suite
✻ Interactions: Any
❀ Text colour: #91DB94[/color][/sub][/center][hr][hr]

A pale naga slithered across the silent garden, slow gaze following the outline of the endless blossoms on the trees planted there. Lady Amira was in Kina City for a sales deal that had been freshly made between Mizu Port and Kina City, but now the fair serpent could enjoy a rare moment of downtime in her usually crowded day. The private garden Amira was currently sightseeing was a part of the so called suite meant for the ambassadors and noble visitors alike from outside the big city. Amira quite enjoyed the luxury, although she couldn't help but feel a bit alone in the quiet garden. Only her two bodyguards - the pair always present but silent as stone - remained her company, guarding the balcony enterance like statues in kind.
Lady Amira sighed and trailed her slender hand along the freshly cut leaves of a bush, mind wandering to a secret place no one could reach her from.
The trade deal had been a success on both ends, and while that meant good news for Mizu Port, Amira herself couldn't help but feel a bit bored of her latest assignments. They were all boring trade deals or diplomacy visits that meant nothing beyond the public eye. It felt almost a bit stupid, to hope there would be some kind of conflict for her to be able to feel meaningful and settle it, but Amira couldn't help her nature.
Moving further away from her bodyguards, Amira breathed in the unfamiliar scenery so different from her home. The two guards were an unwelcome presence nowadays, even if she needed them because of security. With them she couldn't help but feel even more alone, more disconnected from the world around her. More like she wasn't a part of something. It was frustrating, and while Amira appreciated their service, sometimes she wished they weren't there at all.