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[Color=crimson][b]Time:[/b][/color] Morning
[Color=crimson][b]Location:[/b][/color] Aldrakh
[Color=crimson][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] Myra [@13org], Maeryn [@princess]
[Color=crimson][b]Mentions:[/b][/color] 
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Astra watched Myra in anticipation while Vrexen watched from the corner of his eye. His curiosity had grown towards Myra’s ability to speak but he’d never make that obvious. Astra was far more invested, as she should have been. Myra being able to speak with fluidity would open countless opportunities herself and better yet, for Astra.  She leaned in closer to Myra when the demon showcased a look of determination. 

[Color=plum][I]Confidence![/I][/color]
[Color=darkturquoise][I]Conviction[/I][/color]

The two were indeed impressed, even when Myra spoke in a broken tongue. Vrexen found Myra's attempt at a purchase adequate due to her getting her point across. Astra wouldn't be so easily satisfied. Full sentences out of Myra were the goal for Astra. With enough time, she wouldn't need Vrexen and his savage nature. 

Astra and Vrexen might have supervised the rest of Myra's transaction, but the approach of a well-dressed dark elven male grabbed their attention. Unlike the other dark elves in the market, he was not sporting a military uniform. In fact, Astra found the dark elf to be rather dashing. She smiled and brushed away any strands of hair from her face. His interest was in her company, but the dark elf was addressing her.

[Color=plum]“Well, yes. The Twin-”[/color] Astra felt a large hand grasp her shoulder and guide her aside. [color=plum]“Ugh.”[/color] She simply scowled at Vrexen, not having any other option in protesting his actions.

[color=darkturquoise]“Move.”[/color] Vrexen stepped forward to address the stranger who voiced an interest in his kind. Enough to approach in an attempt to feed his curiosity, or perhaps it was something more than just that. He sized up the stranger some, peering at the elf briefly without uttering a word. [color=darkturquoise]“Your magic… It’s dense.”[/color] He glanced at Astra, silently comparing the two before he finally answered the dark elf. [color=darkturquoise]“Your twin heads summoned seven of my siblings. Each powerful in their own right…”[/color]

[color=plum]“What’s your interest in them, anyway? You don’t appear to be a soldier unless military officers had their uniforms upgraded to make them more attractive conquerors.”[/color] Astra chuckled. She glanced back at Myra, seeing that the orc had actually been quite fair to her in giving her the difference back with three gold amas. The shopkeeper handed Myra her purchase with a stone-faced expression but cracked a small grin at her when he believed no one else was looking.

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