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A small giggle escaped Kalliope once more as he struggled with her name, but she wasn't actually laughing at him. She knew her name was quite the mouthful and so she didn't blame him for struggling with it. [color=#8D3B72]"I promise I'm not giggling at you, it's just not the first time someone has struggled with my name. You can call me Kali or even Kal, it's certainly much easier that way and quicker. I'd even respond to bitch. Anything but Lady Arden, please."[/color] She said with a small cringe at the sound of 'Lady Arden', but her friendly grin remained. [color=#8D3B72]"It is a pleasure to meet you, Captain Sjan-dehk."[/color] Her words were actually genuine, something that wasn't common for her as she followed him as he gave her a tour. 

He pointed things out to her, explaining the purpose for things and Kalliope was actually genuinely interested as he did so. It reminded her a long time passed and a small twinge of sadness filled her heart. She kept these emotions hidden, however, as she ducked under the ropes and glanced out over Sorian. All she could see was that damned castle, sneering at it some as she dragged her eyes from it. She tried to take in the beauty of the rest of the city, as she leaned forward against the guardrail next to Sjan-dehk. She glanced down at the cannon as he pointed it out, nodding with a smile as she found she enjoyed watching others be proud of something that others would find ridiculous. [color=#8D3B72]"It's very impressive, Captain. I think it's one of the finest vessels in the harbor right now and truly Sorian could learn a thing or two from you. Did you know that most of their navy can't even swim? But shh, I didn't tell you that."[/color] She said a little playfully, but it was the truth. Many of those that served on their warships were never taught to swim and Kalliope found that ridiculous.

The conversation moved onto a subject she knew she'd have to address eventually, but it still felt sooner than she'd wished. Nonetheless, she went on to answer. [color=#8D3B72]"I truly wish I could say he was here in the city, that I could take you to meet him right now. Unfortunately he's no longer with us in this world."[/color] She played with something around her neck as she spoke, the sadness evident in her voice. She slowly turned around and looked up at the sails of the [i]Sada Kurau[/i] while leaning against the guard rail again. [color=#8D3B72]"You know, I almost owned a ship similar to this once. A beautiful barquentine built in Alidasht, her name was the [i]Astraea[/i]. I'd saved up everything I had, got things in order, the man I loved even planned to join me, I merely had to find a way out of my father's oppressive thumb."[/color] She tore her eyes away from the sails with a sigh. She then began slowly removing her jacket, the glint of throwing daggers hidden on the inside shining for only a moment. [color=#8D3B72]"Life has a funny way of being cruel,"[/color] she began again as she slowly turned so he could see her back. There was hardly any unmarked flesh there, the tell tale signs of being whipped many times clear.

[color=#8D3B72]"As I said, my father was oppressive and a downright bastard who was not about to lose his precious tool that longed for freedom. I found he had murdered my lover, had me framed for it, then had me sent to one of the deadliest labor camps in all of Alidasht. While there, I met a man many there hated or were afraid of. His name was Izahn and he wasn't a native of Alidasht."[/color] Kalliope went on to turn back around to face Sjan-dehk as she leaned against the rail once more. [color=#8D3B72]"At first he tried to push me away, scare me away, do anything to isolate himself, but I was too intrigued by the man from a far off land. Eventually he gave in and we became friends. He told me of his home, of his wife and two kids, how they would wonder what happened to their father who was merely trying to make some money to support his family. He'd been accused of stealing from an Alidasht noble and that bastard, Grand Vizier Hafiz al Kadir had a love for throwing people into these labor camp prisons. Our relationship grew and for the next five years he taught me his language. Truly he became more of a father to me than my own father."[/color] A small smile graced her lips as she once again began playing with a pendant around her neck.

[color=#8D3B72]"He gave me this, telling me it was meant to go to one of his children however that likely wasn't going to happen so he'd give it to his adopted daughter. So I keep it close to me until the day comes that I can find my way to Jafi, find his family, and give it to them while telling them what befell him."[/color] A darkness crossed over her face then as the memories swept over her, the last time she'd seen him, and a calming cold rage filled her. [color=#8D3B72]"He attempted to stop the guards from whipping me, even managing to kill two, but they overpowered him. I begged them to leave him, to take me instead, but they restrained me and made me watch as they whipped him. Again and again until the life left him. They made me watch yet they made the mistake of letting me commit their faces to my memory. One day I'll make them pay."[/color] She hadn't intended to ramble on like this, but she'd never been able to tell the full story of Izahn to anyone. No one had shown that much interest nor did she figure they'd care as much as she did, but here she was finally speaking about him aloud in the language he'd taught her.

[color=#8D3B72]"Anyways, sorry for the long ramble. That's how I learned your language."[/color] Kalliope let out nervous laugh as she scratched at the back of her head, looking up at the man before him.[/color]