Yy'Sil Aletheia Tahti , the Mind of Sikal , (MAIN)
My dearest sister,
I hope your travels to Artis Port are safe! Please remember to confirm the business with the traders just outside of the port, nearby Paline. As your sister, I worry for your safety, so I asked father to find you a bodyguard since brother could not make it. Meet your guard at the Burning Mare Inn at the Port once you arrive.
Loving and missing you so, Thia.
Yy'Sil read the letter once, and then twice over. Thrice to make sure. Sighing in exhaustion, she looked around inside the caravan she was in for the almost thousandth time. They had arrived in Praelium without much difficulty, and over the few days, had finally made it to Artis Port.
"My lady, we have arrived in Artis Port." The lady within the caravan smiled and moved a curtain to the window aside, revealing the bright sun that was dimmed by the fabric in front of the window. Grabbing her cloak, she tied the article of clothing just in front of her neck and put the hood over her head to peer out the window. Seeing the streets filled with people, the corners of her lips curved upwards in a small smile, eyes softening at the sights. Soaking in the images, she sighed and pushed the curtain back into place to cover the window.
"It's beautiful. Thank you, for allowing me to tag along on the caravan. A carriage arranged by Heirtol would have attracted far too much attention..." She bowed her head forward towards the woman within the carriage.
"Oh no no! No thanks is needed, Lady Yy'Sil. I understand your concerns; I just worry about how you will return back home to safety." The lady shook her head and waved her right hand kindly, as if waving off the gratitude.
"Thia arranged for a bodyguard. After business is done here, I will return before the ball will happen." Yy'sil smiled and tightened her hood's tie, concealing parts of her outfit underneath as she felt the wooden caravan come to a halt.
"We've stopped. Thank you again, for the ride." Bowing her head once more time, Yy'Sil gave a smile to the woman before stepping out of the caravan, and into the port.
Feet having touched the ground, vivid purple eyes glanced skyward before staring back down at the bustle of the port, and then at the ocean. Inhaling the air, she coughed at how salty the breeze was.
I've read about the ocean, but never thought the concentration of salt within the water would change the taste of the air.. Thinking to herself, she smiled and looked at the assorted wares and people, almost giddily looking about before hearing the lady that brought her here in the first place speak up.
"My lady, I think it best to get to where your sister told you to meet your guard." The lady smiled, understanding the girls obvious interest in the new environment.
"Oh, of course. I guess I should.." her cheeks were slightly tinted pink in embarrassment before starting to make her way towards
Walking up and down the streets, her purple eyes wandered the vendors, catching very few eyes of those who saw. Stopping in front of a little jewelry stall, she looked at their wares and took mental notes of the different ways to place a pearl before excusing herself. She looked at all the signs and vendors before clearing her head of distractions and making her way towards the Burning Mare Inn. Pushing open the door, she looked inside and looked at the inside of the quiet inn and took a seat at the chair available with the single table. It was eerily quiet, and very empty for an inn. After looking around a bit, she stared at the table and the material it as made of before scratching a little etching on the table with her fingernail. Her attention was taken from the little marks and notes of her job when she heard the door open.
The door revealed the silhouette of a man, a decent height taller than her who opened his mouth to speak.
"Who are you?" the male spoke. Approaching her, yet stopping just a few steps away. He was cautious, the hand on the hilt of his sword at his side. Her fingers were halted in their mark making when he spoke the words,
"If this is a trap, don't leave me in suspense.". She looked up at man, the hood pulled back a bit so her vision would be better, amethyst-like eyes observing the male before she spoke up.
"I can reassure you, if this place was a trap, I would be trapped, unless the trappers were waiting for you, of course. I've no idea who you are though. My sister decided to hire someone outside of our nation." she shifted her position on the chair, so her whole body was facing him. Her feet were on the ground, shoulder width apart with her left hand on the table right above her etching while the right rested on the edge of the chair she sat on. A precaution, in case this person was dangerous. Her body was leaned forward slightly as she stared upwards at him with her eyes staring at his own, one eye slightly obscured by her front bangs, however gave hints to what she was wearing underneath, judging by the amount of skin from her chest that was visible.
"Tell me, does something in this inn seem off..? " she glanced left and right before she kept her eye on him. Rising from her seat, fingers still upon the table and just right above the edge of the marks.
"The moment I entered, there was no one. Normally within an inn, there is usually company, or at least travelers." The fingers of her left hand brushed against the etchings left on the table, scorching the marks that were made before she felt the heat brush against the palm of her hand, and some of the small embers linger in her grasp, but the display was cut off by the muffled shouts and screams from the streets.
"I saw one enter here!" Could barely be made out from the shouts. Peering through the windows available, she saw three men approaching the inn with rope in one mans hand, and gleaming weapons in the other two.
"Interesting. I guess the hood wasn't enough...Was it the eyes..?" She muttered to herself before raising her left hand and spoke the word,
Glis before mimicking the hand motions of locking the door. The door made an audible click noise, and the material on the bottom of the door started spreading outward and downwards to cling to the ground, making it difficult for the assailants to open the door as they pounded away at the surface and shouted in frustration.
"If you were given a letter, I am the one you are to protect." She spoke quickly, glancing up at the male before she looked back at the door. The men were quick to react when they realized they couldn't open the door with fists alone. A blade had started slamming through the material of the door before Yy'Sil stepped back and adjusted one of the earrings on her left ear as she prepared for the fight.
"There she is! They'll pay good money for that one!" The face of one of the men appeared as they kept hacking at the door with their weapons before breaking a sufficient hole through the inn door for all of them to enter. "Keep her alive! A pretty thing like that will be worthy of a fine price!"
A small arrow whizzed past her shoulder and caught her hood, knocking it right off her head before she was able to cast her first spell.
"Accelati" a faint glow enveloped the male bodyguard as he would feel a little lighter and quicker, if this support magic of hers would even affect him. The three men were eager, as one was reloading his cross bow on his arm while the other two charged at Reinold, with their weapons barred. Yy'Sil behind Reinold, quickly cast a small fireball to distract the crossbow user for a bit, hitting his crossbow with accuracy.