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[url=https://www.iwakuroleplay.com/threads/irihis-character-index.211268/post-4457035]Miiya Aether[/url]
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[color=cyan] “Meh.”[/color] Miiya replied to Netzir’s snarky comment, her lips twisting into an expression of someone who’s just bitten into something unexpectedly sour. [i]Oh, so he’s one of [u]those[/u] kinds of mage.[/i] she thought to herself, settling down from her monologued expose of her life’s story while the blue-furred beastkin began playing chess with his glowy familiar--[i]or whatever it is.[/i] [i]It takes all types.[/i] Miiya reminded herself, wryly, and decided to seek out a more conversational drinking companion. 

No sooner had she turned away from Netzir than another beastkin gusted into the tavern. This one seemed a fresh-faced adventurer, announcing herself as one “Juniper Larkspur” and immediately stating her business to the entire tavern. Miiya favored the girl with a friendly smile; quite a different reaction from most of the locals, who were either studiously ignoring her or shooting her various flavors of unfriendly glares.

[i]Poor kid,[/i] was Miiya’s first thought as the girl visibly wilted in the silence. [color=cyan] “Hiya, Juniper! My name’s Miiya!”[/color] It wasn’t in the birdgirl’s nature to stay quiet and enjoy the repercussions of a well-intentioned faux pas. Grabbing her last (for now) refill of tonight’s stew, and leaving behind a nice tip, Miiya shoved off from her seat between Shiki and Netzir, heading for the newcomer. [color=cyan] “Talking can come before, during, [i]and after[/i].”[/color] She countered the barkeep’s assertion with her own, adding a bright grin (dimmed only by a bit of bay leaf stuck between her teeth) to soften her words. 

The ale was making Miiya feel gregarious, and giving her the liquid courage to practically drag Ms Larkspur with her to a pair of empty stools, ushering the bright-eyed young beastkin to sit next to the silent Shiki, while Miiya, herself took the stool to the right. As she had asserted, so did she demonstrate; plowing into her third bowl with gusto while at the same time quizzing the newcomer. [color=cyan] “I’m not with the guild. Are you?.”[/color] Miiya replied to Juniper’s general inquiry about anyone being from the Adventurer’s Guild. [color=cyan] “What’s this about finding missing people? Are yew working a contract?”[/color] the birdgirl guessed.

While waiting for Juniper’s reply, Miiya watched the scene unfolding between the barkeeper, bard, and Netzir. Indeed, Miiya did want to hear a song, and she’d been ready to make a request before the mage spoke up. [color=cyan] “More like those crystals are made of [i]pure mystical bullshu!”[/i]”[/color] she scoffed to Juniper in a conspiratorial whisper. Miiya had busked her own share of street corners and dusky taverns. More than one magicker had made a big show of “donating” mana-conjured baubles or coin--only for Miiya to discover that the “payment” had evaporated to nothingness after the mage departed. She had no evidence that Netzir was so cheating the musician but, since she was still feeling a bit salty at his dismissiveness, she decided there wasn’t any harm in a little secret sniping. [color=cyan]”What do you think? Is he just a furry blue blowhard?”[/color] she asked with a quiet snicker.