"You mean to dispel some rumors yourself, then? Does this mean you intend to make yourself known to the public? To the Court is one thing, but the public is something else. I'm not advising you against it or anything, but I think you know how the public can  be when they know you're around and who you are. If you're ready to deal with that, then by all means. I will stand by you regardless. Though...I've got a feeling people are going to start figuring it out..." Ridahne glanced towards the shore, where there seemed to be a larger than normal cluster of people. "Don't think that's necessarily a bad thing. But I do worry what the Red Hand is planning. They've been quiet."
"It's for good reason, Ajoran said. "Any of them that have shown their faces around here in Tasen...? Well, their faces are now adorning the pointy ends of some pikes. I know an eija who had to break up a fight in a tavern because he overheard a group of people accusing a suspicious man of being Red Hand. He was captured and questioned extensively, but was not found to be one of them. People are on the lookout for them here. Its the smaller towns you'll have to worry about, I think." 

Ridahne nodded, thinking over that a bit as they pulled into Port. Darin was nervous, though. Ridahne only smiled at her. "You are, and you are not. You are both Ri'atal, and you are the stubborn farm girl who proved to her village a woman could run a farm near singlehandedly. And you are Darin Torzinei. You will do as you please, and say as you please. And the world can only watch. But if you want my opinion?" She smirked. "Ignore them for the moment. They will shout and approach you and clamor to meet you, but Ajoran and I will see to it they do not get too close without your leave. Ignore them, and come prove to me you are a worthy tree-climber of the coconut bearing trees." Her expression was impish and playful. "Let them watch! It will serve to demystify you a bit, which will be good, I think, when it comes to the common folk. They will know you are like them." 

The ship docked, and Rheisun busied himself tying up his boat as the three of them disembarked. A couple people came forward at an excited run, but they stopped short as Ridahne and Ajoran touched their weapons in unison. They did not need to draw them. The people knew a taja--even an off-duty one--and an eija by sight and none of them were the sort to have delusions of tangling with them. The people kept their distance after that, but there were many whispers of "Astra-Sol" and "Ri'atal" from some of the older folk.