Twix Family/Fey/Arrival

The little Lady arrives in Melhed...

A dark-haired young woman sporting a long braid and a green bandanna above her armor walks down the gangplank into the city of Agyr. She shivers a bit at the chill of the northern air, pulling her few layers tighter around her.

~I wonder why Dyan likes this place so much... It's COLD! Nothing like home at all. I wonder where i could buy some better clothing around here.~

The woman, who bears an incredible resemblance to Dyan, Vanquisher of the Old Gods sect, begins to wander down the street, looking for any sort of clothing store. She notices all sorts of odd trophies in a couple of windows, and shakes her head.

~Their sculptors need a little help with their carving tools, perhaps. That one was supposed to be a wolf, I think, but they just couldn't get the body right! It's misshapen and has way too many claws. Perhaps it's a religious thing... And that one! That's the creepiest looking bird I've ever seen! Why does it have four wings and an extra foot of talons? Must be religion, I don't think creatures like these could actually exist...~

She continues down the street, marvelling at the northern building style and the accent of the locals. Finally finding a small shop with bolts of cloth in the window, the young woman named Fey sighs happily and quickly enters the warmth of the store.

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The little Lady Fey strides confidently around the lonely streets of Agyr, happily warm in a new cloak and tunic, and a heavy multilayered brown skirt. The tailor had been a wonder, sizing her instantly and giving her the cloak straight out, and saying he'd have the rest of the garments the very next day! He had even accepted her Lukonian gold.

Rounding a corner, the braided girl comes upon a grand building, with a sign proudly proclaiming it the 'Agyrian Academy of Combative Skill'. The sign looks rather temporary, as if perhaps the title was in contention and had been changed before.

"Nevertheless, it's an academy, and I haven't trained in ages! I know all that civil work I was doing in the Colonies made me rusty, I think perhaps it's time for a bit of exercise..." Fey happily makes her way to the large doorway and goes in search of the changing rooms and practice gear. "Lancing today, I think... Ah how I've missed having a lance!" She rambles to herself as she continues on her merry way.