Some Interesting People (Chyla, Sitkanis)

[Adalia]

18th of Fall, 510 AV

Adalia closed her eyes for only a brief moment, exhaling sharply. She was seated on an open patch of ground, Tempest sprawled out on her left. Legs crossed, it looked like she was trying to meditate...

Wait, that was exactly what she was doing. She had picked it up in Wind Reach, and she thought it may be interesting to try. Despite only being at it for a few minutes now, she was certainly realizing that it was not an easy task. Clearing her mind of all distractions was more difficult than one would actually think it was. As she tried, something would jump into her head. The worst was when that random thought was how she was trying to clear her head! Argh, it just annoyed her to no end.

Another calming breath passed through her lips as she tightened her eyes once more. Think of nothing. Slowly, the thoughts exited her mind, leaving her in a blank state of relaxation. Her breathing was slow and even, her muscles and her mind entirely relaxed. Everything was a blur to her... until Tempest let out a low growl to alert her.

Her eyes opened as thoughts and feeling rushed back into her head. Slowly, cautiously, she scanned the area in front of her. The scene was unchanged, so she was curious as to why exactly Tempest had warned her. Her hand found it's way to the Ivaski's flank, rubbing it with a loving care. Bored, she laid down, her head on the Ivaski's stomach in a strikingly adorable scene.

[Sitkanis]

The stinging cold of winter was creeping up on Denval which in turn was causing Sitkanis to have to dress warmer. He found himself wondering what winter was like in the land of horses and grass. The land where he had lived before his fall but he could not remember. Although the reoccuring image of rushing grass, horses, and cloudy blue skies was a comforting memory it made him crave more. He wanted to know where this place was. He knew it had something to do with the black tattoo that stretched across his torso but what it's significance was, he had no idea. All he knew was that he had emense pride in it. For that reason alone he was still walking around shirtless even though the weather was getting cold enough for people to start donning jackets. Sitkanis was a lot of things. He was dejected, he was lost, heck he was even lonely although he would never admit it to himself. One thing Sitkanis was not was modest. He knew who he was and he knew that he had no reason to hide his warrior's build. Sadly even the body of a god could not get him a partner around here. He had fallen weeks ago and he had yet to meet a single woman.  Due to the fact Sitkanis was still homeless and unemployed he often liked to spend his days walking through Denval. It helped him get his mind off of his current predicament and he had even met a few interesting souls on these daily travels. As he walked he kept thinking about the place in his memory which he had started to call The Land of Horses and Grass. He saw nothing but horses and grass. No people, no other animals, not even home-like structures. He let out a small growl of frustration at his lack of memory as he walked. Then something caught his eye. Sitkanis did a double take and saw a young Konti girl with her dog. The two were quite the sight to see. It was not everyday when one could see a Konti and an Ivaski. Sitkanis watched the girl. She seemed to be mediating, or at least trying. Sitkanis let his Djed flow a bit as he tried to read the Konti's aura. It was calm and peaceful with an ocean blue color. It waved about gracefully as she sat there. Then suddenly it sparked and turned a steady flow of yellow and orange until it settled down into a looping purple color. Sitkanis was not a master in auristics but he gathered from her aura that at first she was truely trying to mediate, then something startled her out of her relaxed state. She must have found comfort in whatever startled her because she instantly calmed down, although not as much as she had been before. Sitkanis wanted to get closer. Leth only knew how long it had been since he had some female contact.  As Sitkanis walked toward the girl he let his Djed calm a bit. He did not want to use it all in one go. He wanted to make sure he could read this girl if things got ugly. He did not expect to much trouble from the girl but a dog that big could do a bit of damage even to a man as strong as him. Sitkanis messed with his hair and took a deep breath. He had not talked to a woman for as long as he would remember. Although, that was bit saying much considering Sitkanis could barely remember anything. He cleared his throat. "That is a nice dog you have there, what is his name?" Sitkanis silently cursed himself for asking such a stupid question. What a rediculous way to start a convorsation with a girl he had never met. The girl's aura had been calm though. She could not be that bad, could she?

[Adalia]

Adalia's eyes were pointed upwards, but one could not really say that they were focused on the sky. In reality, they were simply absorbing every one of it's little details, but none of them registered. They just blew straight past her. It was almost a state of bliss, and bliss, on occasion, was something to be enjoyed.

However, it also meant she was oblivious to her surroundings. When the man that had approached her spoke, she jumped a little, instantly returning to the reality of things. Her head lazily rolled to face him, her light blue eyes studying him curiously. They passed over him once or twice, and then she finally responded to his question.

"Her. Her name is Tempest," she said calmly and levelly. She sat up, brushing her hair back behind her ears. She did not stand, though, instead continuing to watch the man from her seated position. She drew her knees up toward her chest, overall kind of making her look like a giant white-and-black ball, due to her clothing.

Tempest rose to her feet, actually making quite a hilarious scene, considering that she towered over Adalia, due to the fact she was sitting. She strode the short distance between Adalia and Sitkanis in two or steps, and sniffed him curiously. Adalia's head then turned to watch Tempest for a moment, who met Adalia's gaze. Everything was transferred in the small glance, and Sitkanis was none the wiser.

Finally, she pushed up to her feet in a fashion not too dissimilar from the way her Ivaski had not moments before, about a head and a bit more shorter than Sitkanis. Ten inches, if you want to be precise. With a very formal air around her, she bowed ever so slightly. "I am Adalia, of the Opal Order," she then introduced.

[Chyla]

Chyla grumbled to herself as her hair swirled around her head in a small breeze. Wind always irritated her when it messed up her hair. Not that she had taken time to make it look especially nice on a day like this.

The air was cold today. Cold enough to make Chyla shiver and wrap her thin arms around her torso. It wasn't that she had been underdressed. It was the fact that she had forgotten that her crimson red sweater was almost as thin as her pale blonde, silk hair.

As she slowly started to get used to the chill of the weather, she saw them. A man standing above a woman. A Konti. Though, the Konti wasn't her main concern. It was the man that caught her eye. He was tall and was so handsome. The fact that he was shirtless made Chyla stop breathing. She had never usually seen a man as handsome as him. Even the good looking men she did see were never really her concern. Why should he be?

The fact slid through Chyla's mind slowly, forgetting completely that she was standing there in the cold, watching the man and woman. They must think she is crazy. If they can see her at all. She was far behind the man and it looked to be impossible for the woman to see around him. The thought of carrying on with her walk quietly struck Chyla and she glanced at them one more time before turning away from them to continue her walk.

[Sitkanis]

The girl's aura stayed quite calm as her eyes looked over Sitkanis. The girl introduced her and her dog, Tempest as it was called. Sitkanis gave a forced smile to the bowing Konti and slipped his hands into his pockets. "I'm… I am called… Just call me Sitkanis." The loss of his celestial name and the mental absence of his Drykas one was weighing heavily on the proud man's heart. He looked over the big white dog and something clicked in his mind. His deep brown eyes widened as a memory flashed in his mind. A dog, tongue lolling from his panting mouth, rushing through the tall grass. It's fur was brown, black, and white, almost like it was painted. "Nekara…" The words left his mouth before he could stop them. Nekara had been his dog back in Endrykas. The world around him came back and he was left looking at the Konti in front of him. The memory was gone! Finally he remembered something and it was gone again. He still remembered the dog but everything else except the grass and the horses. Off in the background another Konti watched and Sitkanis would not have noticed that she was there if he was not actively reading Adalia's aura. He turned to see a light haired girl walking down the road. "Well if it is not just the march of the blondes today." He looked at the girl walking down the street and noticed the she was taking far too long of a glance at him. He almost yelled at her but kept it down. He needed to work on being a gentleman. He looked back at Adalia and gave her a small smile. "The Opal Order, eh? Mind telling me what that is? I'm… suffering from memory loss." Sitkanis did not like to admit he was an Ethaefal although if the meeting lasted into the night she would be well aware of what he was.

[Adalia]

Adalia tilted her head curiously as he commented on how he was suffering from medicine loss. It was beyond her abilities to deal with, so she supposed all she could do now was do her best to answer all the questions the man may have. She smiled slightly, and then spoke.

"The Opal Order is a collection of traveling healers from Mura," that was probably one of the longest sentences he may actually hear her say, considering how little she spoke. She stroked Tempest's head with her right hand. "May I ask what Nekara is?" she then asked in a hushed tone, tilting her head. Her beautiful blue eyes met his, holding them for a few moments. It almost appeared like she was looking into him for some form of answer to a question, like she was searching him for wounds, either emotional or physical.

Then, her attention drifted to the blond woman that had passed down the road. Something was hauntingly familiar about her. Then it hit her. The woman was a Konti. What was another Konti doing in Denval? She couldn't sense the touch of her mistress upon her, so she was not another healer... Was she born here? Was she here simply for the pleasure of travel? She did not, however, engage in conversation with her, instead waiting for her to approach them. Or, she would run into them later. There weren't that many people in Denval, after all.

[Chyla]

Ever so lightly, she could hear the man's comment about blondes. Then her attention was turned to the Konti. She looked at her and Chyla looked back. So badly, she wanted to speak to them. Maybe get to know more about the radiantly handsome man?

Her mind swirled around that one subject. The man. It wasn't how handsome he was that really caught her eye. It was the familiar look in his eyes. Those eyes. She had seen those eyes somewhere before and she could feel a sharp pain dive into her chest. It was so familiar. The eyes, the pain in her heart. Just the essence of him made her look back at her past.

Suddenly Chyla remembered where she was. Standing, staring at a man and a woman. Looking terribly rude.

After a deep breath, Chyla walked towards them, closing the small distance between them and settling a few steps behind the man.

"Hello," so softly it was almost inaudible. Though it would be fine with Chyla. She was often so shy; the attention almost scared her. And yet at this moment, speaking to the other Konti, and the familiar man, Chyla felt a mix of anger, jealousy, and happiness.

[Sitkanis]

Nekara, why was her memory bothering him so much? She was just a dog but there was something, some bond they had that made him long for her. "Nekara was my Dog... At least I think she was. She was a..." What was her breed? These bouts of memory loss were really starting to bother him. He hated not being able to remember anything. "What are those painted dogs called... Dynakuva Painted Desert Dogs. That is what Nekara was." Hearing himself speak her breed made him feel a little bit more content although not enough to really make a difference. He was still alone.   Yet another Konti had joined Adalia and Sitkanis' convorsation as Chyla walked up. She was the same girl that kept looking at Sitkanis as though she knew him. It was quite obvious that he did not know her. She was far too young to have known him in his past life. Still he muttered a greeting to the Konti. "Hello, are you two sisters or something?You look so much alike." He did not know that most Konti looked quite simalar. He truely did not know much. His fall had not been kind to him. There were no memories left. Not even his idendity.

[Adalia]

"Odd. I thought they would freeze this far north," Adalia commented, tilting her head curiously as he spoke of his dog. When the woman approached, she shifted her gaze to her. Her appearance, combined with Sitkanis's comment on their similarity, made her eyes drift to the newcomer's neck. There, she found the gills she thought might be there. Instead of in common, she spoke her introduction in Kontinese.

"Greetings, sister. It is odd to see one so far from Mura. What brings you here?" She then turned back to Sitkanis, speaking in common once more. "No, we are not sisters, though we are of the same people," her explanation was brief, and she thought for a moment before speaking once more. "We are both Konti from Mura, a land far to the east. I know Denvalis do not know much of the outside world," she then clarified, still thinking the man was a Denval native.

Only now did it strike her how attractive the man before her was. She had noticed it before, certainly, but only in this momentary silence did it fully process with her. Adalia wondered how Sitkanis had gotten such tanned skin whilst living in Denval. It didn't seem like the most sun-baked place so far... and how did he get muscles like that? What did he do, physical labor wise, that built muscles? Lift fish? Dig ditches? Maybe she was wrong, and he wasn't from Denval... She pursed her lips ever so slightly in confusion.

[Chyla]

Instead of replying in Kontinese, Chyla decided to speak in common. She felt it was rude of her to speak without the man knowing if it was about him or not. She had experienced that far too much over the years.

"I am here to live for awhile. I've been traveling for so long and I feel the need to settle down and atleast get to know some of my surroundings. Or atleast the people who live there. Either way, Hi. I am Chyla Isis. It's a pleasure to meet both of you."

She offered the man and woman a sincere yet sweet smile. Her eyes wondered over their faces and lit up. New friends maybe? Or even new enemies. Either way, meeting new people always excited Chyla.