This is not fun.

Not fun at all.

After all, it's not like Kalaya went through ten years of a mostly-self-studied knight course just to be carried around on someone's shoulders like a battle trophy. It was all the more galling from the fact that Kalaya knew she wasn't helpless, it was just that this highlander was strong enough that she may as well have been.

[i]There's always someone better. I did say I'd help though ...[/i] she sighs internally, before flopping down in, if not acceptance, at least a lack of resistance and with a determination to make the most of not having to walk. Rather than fighting, she spends the time staring at the golden Snapdragon coin, wondering what the story is.

Needless to say, she gets two surprises in a very short period of time. Apparently the coin is part of a trail this highlander is following. 

[i]I guess she wasn't hired by Ven then.[/i]

But more to the point.

"Giriel?" Kalaya perks up, spinning slightly to spot the witch before excitedly squirming her way off of Han's shoulder - possibly accidentally-intentionally giving Han a kick to the head on the way down. She hits the ground in a roll, then jumps up to give the older woman one of her signature bone-crushing hugs.

"It [i]is [/i]you!" she cries. "I was hoping to find you a little while back. It's been ages! How are you, what's going on and why are you making sand-dragons over my tourney?"