47th of Spring, 513 A.V.
After spending a few days in this awkward new city, Iris found herself somewhere to stay. Finding some shelter, some food, and some new clean clothes to move around in was currently not an issue for this Konti. She had a bunch of Mizas earned and saved up from working as a healer in Zeltiva. Iris found that she had a lot less to worry about when it came to getting settled into a city. She was able to get the things she needed to heal up her side.
Iris dressed in her new black leather bodysuit. The bodysuit covered her arms down to the wrist. Her entire torso, and neck. The lower part of the bodysuit covered her entire lower body stopping right above the ankle to display her matching black shoes. She held her Gladius in hand. Not trusting Nyka enough to walk around unarmed.
The Konti started to walk down the road neat the Safehaven Hostel. A nice little place she rented a double room out for the duriation of her time in Nyka. Iris' face began to turn red out of frustration as she walked. Iris wasn't one to walk around randomly at night but these emotions she wasn't used to clouded her thoughts. Times haven't been this stressful in quite some time. Iris lived long, she couldn't recall feeling that bad before the events that took place in Riverfall. She thought Serrif was the one for her. She met many males but there was something about Serrif that set him apart from them all.
This left the Timandre sister a lot of time to ponder the things that made her angry. The fact that Iris never got to have Serrif Von Chatlyn as her mate made her wonder what was wrong. What did these human women have that she didn't? Iris had it in her mind that she looked better than all of the human women.
Strange sounds caught the Konti's attention. Her ice blue eye trailed up the the side scanning the buildings. Another whine. Iris walked slowly towards the sounds pulling her Gladius out of it's sheathe. Once Iris was closer she realized it was simply a small child. The first idea that popped into the Konti's head was 'human child.' Iris still had the Gladius pointed at the child moving a little closer. Now a good ten feet away from the child Iris looked at her.
"What are you doing out here alone this time of night, child? I could kill you now and no one would find you." Iris would kill if she had to but the murder of a child was out of the question. The pale Konti lowered the Gladius slowly to allow the child to talk. Iris didn't expect the child to know how to explain herself like an adult.
After spending a few days in this awkward new city, Iris found herself somewhere to stay. Finding some shelter, some food, and some new clean clothes to move around in was currently not an issue for this Konti. She had a bunch of Mizas earned and saved up from working as a healer in Zeltiva. Iris found that she had a lot less to worry about when it came to getting settled into a city. She was able to get the things she needed to heal up her side.
Iris dressed in her new black leather bodysuit. The bodysuit covered her arms down to the wrist. Her entire torso, and neck. The lower part of the bodysuit covered her entire lower body stopping right above the ankle to display her matching black shoes. She held her Gladius in hand. Not trusting Nyka enough to walk around unarmed.
The Konti started to walk down the road neat the Safehaven Hostel. A nice little place she rented a double room out for the duriation of her time in Nyka. Iris' face began to turn red out of frustration as she walked. Iris wasn't one to walk around randomly at night but these emotions she wasn't used to clouded her thoughts. Times haven't been this stressful in quite some time. Iris lived long, she couldn't recall feeling that bad before the events that took place in Riverfall. She thought Serrif was the one for her. She met many males but there was something about Serrif that set him apart from them all.
This left the Timandre sister a lot of time to ponder the things that made her angry. The fact that Iris never got to have Serrif Von Chatlyn as her mate made her wonder what was wrong. What did these human women have that she didn't? Iris had it in her mind that she looked better than all of the human women.
Strange sounds caught the Konti's attention. Her ice blue eye trailed up the the side scanning the buildings. Another whine. Iris walked slowly towards the sounds pulling her Gladius out of it's sheathe. Once Iris was closer she realized it was simply a small child. The first idea that popped into the Konti's head was 'human child.' Iris still had the Gladius pointed at the child moving a little closer. Now a good ten feet away from the child Iris looked at her.
"What are you doing out here alone this time of night, child? I could kill you now and no one would find you." Iris would kill if she had to but the murder of a child was out of the question. The pale Konti lowered the Gladius slowly to allow the child to talk. Iris didn't expect the child to know how to explain herself like an adult.
