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[color=9e0b0f]Time:[/color] [color=silver]Evening[/color]
[color=9e0b0f]Location:[/color] [color=silver]Yenworth Docks[/color]
[color=9e0b0f]Interactions:[/color] [color=silver]Vrexen and Astra [@FunnyGuy][/color]
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Having almost completely forgotten about what Astra had said to her about 'laying low', thanks to the mead, Myra looked at the woman who brought the meat, nodding vehemently towards the girl as Vrexen demanded more food. Oblivious to how scared the girl was she simply kept staring at her, annoyed before Astra shouted at the servant, making her quickly go back to the door where she got the food from.

Myra was about to resume her struggle against the dress as she begrudgingly waited for the meat when Vrexen suddenly stood up and walked around the table towards her as he called her name. As he got closer, he pinched the collar of her dress as he said for her to take it off and go take the meat she wanted. Myra was about to gladly do so when Astra firmly said for her to not do it. Confused, Myra looked at Vrexen and then Astra, not sure of what to do. While she wanted to take the dress off, she knew there was a reason why she didn't do so until now, despite it being very annoying. Even though she couldn't remember the reason all that well, she knew it had something to do with Astra and it was important... Was Astra saying no for the dress or the food? Myra continued thinking, not certain of what to do, until she had an idea... If she did half as Vrexen told her to do and half as Astra did, neither one of them would be mad at her, right?

Proud of her new, brilliant idea, Myra pointed towards the two big pieces of cooked meat on the table just across theirs, where a man and a woman were sitting at with a proud expression, much to the couple's despair.

No matter how much she pointed though, Vrexen's refused to let go of her dress. Annoyed she quickly understood that it would be impossible to free herself without either without taking off the dress or damaging it. Frustrated and tired of trying to make Vrexen understand her, she raised her arms, slipping out of the dress before taking it from Vrexen's hand and then walking towards Astra with a proud, almost smug expression as she handed her the dress, raising her hands just like Astra told her to do when she wore the dress for the first time.

With the dress on again, Myra proudly walked, wobbling a little bit due to the Mead, towards the next table where the couple was. The couple simply kept looking at her, frozen both in fear and shock, unable to act. Seeing how they weren't eating the meat, Myra gave them a smile before taking the two pieces of meat with her claws as she walked back to her own table, being careful to not get her dress dirty.

[color=ed1c24]"Foo."[/color] she said proudly, as she put one piece of meat on her dish and the other one on Vrexen's, trying to mimic how the waitress earlier served them.

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[color=gray]Time:[/color] [color=silver]Dusk[/color]
[color=gray]Location:[/color] [color=silver][b]Carriage in the woods[/b][/color]
[color=gray]Interactions:[/color] [color=silver] Rosaria [@Potter] [/color], [color=silver] Jomari [@baraquiel], Caelan [@Alivefalling], Sophie [@princess], Aurora [@chrysocoma][/color]
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Jomari unsurprisingly didn't seem to be interested in either listening to the others or speaking about himself. While Nuallán himself had no problems with him being quiet, his attitude made it clear that Jomari would make no effort to get along with him, Princess Rosaria or even the rest of the humans. Unfazed by the hisses Jomari gave each time their arms touched due to the shake of the carriage and despite the ongoing conversation, Nuallán kept a watchful eye on Jomari, always aware of his movements and actions.

Unlike Jomari though, Sophie seemed to be interested about their words and didn't seem opposed to the idea of speaking a bit about herself.
Nuallán accepted the strange, stick-like snack Sophie handed to him and Rosaria with a kind smile and a small bow as she tried to explain what it was. One bite was all it took for Nuallán to understand why the pixie, who had introduced herself as Alette, liked it so much.

[color=gray]"Oh...? No wonder why our little friend liked it so much."[/color] Nuallán said after taking a bite, chuckling as he looked to the now sleeping Alette.

[color=gray]"It is surprisingly good."[/color] he said to Rosaria, smiling with a nod, as if encouraging her to try, before silently thanking Sophie once again.

Watching Rosaria and Sophie talking with each other, Nuallán couldn't help but let out a discreet smile as he watched Rosaria's expression. He was glad that Rosaria had found a kindred spirit among the humans. Just as they finished talking, Caelan, who was sleeping until now, opened his eyes, lighting up the same zemak-like herbs he had back in the palace, letting its pungent smell flood the carriage. While the smell certainly bothered Nuallán, it wasn't bad enough to be unbearable and since Rosaria seemed to allow him to continue smoking it, Nuallán had no reason to complain.

The hot and dry winds invaded the carriage as Rosaria opened the curtains, a clear indication that they were about to enter the desert. Trees began getting scarcer and scarcer, the vegetation around them slowly changing as only the most resistant plants were able to handle the extreme climate. While the climate was extremely different from what Nuallán was used to, he had received training on how to survive in such environment, although that didn't make it any more comfortable for a light-elf like him.

[color=gray]"The hot winds that herald the desert. We are about to enter the sea of sand."[/color] Nuallán said as he looked outside, before Rosaria closed the curtains.

[color=gray]"It will not be long until we arrive Myriamor, the jewel of the desert."[/color] he said as he looked to Rosaria and then the rest of the group.

Hopefully, after such unfortunate events in the jungle, they would be able to rest and calm down at Myriamor. A moment of respite would be welcome not only for the human's morale, but for their bodies as well.