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[Elsa Marin]

Winter 18th 513AV

After a week of relentless scrubbing, Elsa was finally managing to wash the stink of Sahova from her skin, and her clothes. Her room was a lost cause, but she'd found another one. Cleaning it would have been more effort than it was worth, really. Bath soap was hardly good for cleaning up vomit. Not having that gods-cursed stench offending her senses and making her sick made her feel like a new woman. She strutted through the Citadel, carrying her clothes and pack, humming to herself, going as far as waving to the people and Nuits she passed.

For once, Elsa could even ignore the gnawing hunger that was becoming her constant companion. Today, at last, she would be clean again.

Elsa froze when she was suddenly inhaling that same stench she had been trying to scrub off for the past week. No. No no no no no. It was off. She was supposed to be clean. Panic set in. It was getting worse. Elsa was starting to tremble when the actual source showed itself, walking through a nearby door. He was a muscle-bound beast of a man, so covered in... something... that she couldn't be sure of the color of his skin. He smelled worse than many of the Nuits Elsa had had the misfortune of meeting in the keep. "You," Elsa said stuffily, trying not to breathe more than absolutely necessary. "You're coming with me."

[Osd]

Osd's head was swimming and the blacksmith swore that he could still see letters and strange words dance whenever he closed his eyes. The ancient words of nader canoch mocking him for his inability to read it. bells he had spent pouring over a translation dictionary that sliver-heart had provided to him from his studies. For today though he had more then enough of it. He already had done the work in the forge today, it wasn't time for his lesson with silverheart yet. Maybe he should go and eat something. he still had some cheese and bread stashed away. He turned around when somebody called out to him. Or at least he thought she was calling out to him. The woman was quite tall and looked at him with an expression of disgust. For some reason she had sewn a bunch of bells in her clothes, the tinkeling sound already getting on his nerves when she couldn't keep herself still. "Why should I?" He didn't remember seeing her around, nor did he hear anything about a wizard who liked having bells sewn in her clothes. he hadn't heard anything about silverheart loaning him out to another wizard either.

[Elsa Marin]

For once, Elsa's charm was the last thing on her mind. Charm could wait until she was clean and surrounded by other people who were also clean. "I am going to go take a bath," Elsa explained. "And you're coming with me, and you're going to take a bath too. That way, the next time we meet, I won't have to take another bath immediately after."

Elsa tried a step backwards, but the smell seemed to follow her. "You smell worse than last month's catch and week-dead cats, and any sane person will burn whatever you touch until you've had a wash." She tried some charm. Just a little bit of charm, and a dash of begging. "Please. I haven't eaten in two days and I haven't talked to another person in a week, so please. Come with me."

[Osd]

Osd just gave her a dumbfounded look, he had been prepared for a lot of things, being used as dumb labor, somebody wanting to get something forged or just talk from an arrogant wizard. He didn't expect her to ask him to take a bath for the health of the citadel. It couldn't be that bad now could it? Then again, he didn't have a bath for a long time now, so she probably had a point with that. "You might have a point there." he gave a quick look at his hands, he had washed them before he handled the book, their cleanliness a stark change in contrast with the rest of his body. "A bath might be a good idea. You know where they are right? Because I don't have a clue." At least now he had found something to do as well. "My name is Osd by the way. Who are you?"

[Elsa Marin]

Elsa brightened up immediately when Osd conceded. Her free hand signed her pleasure as she introduced herself, trying to combine grassland sign, an arm full of clothes, and a curtsey, ending with something that could only be described as a kind of deliberate stumble. "I'm Elsa- whoops." She gathered herself. "Pleased to meet you, Osd. Let me show you to the baths. Please try to stay downwind."

She took off, heading to the 'baths'. She'd found a stream outside the Citadel deep enough to bathe in, if you could ignore the growing winter chill in the water. It was brisk at most, really, compared to the Zeltivan winter winds. "So, what do you do around here, Osd?"

[Osd]

From what osd noticed, this elsa person was rather strange, she never kept still, seemed to exaggerate her movements with her arms, especially when she was talking and those bells were still merrily ringing away. Letting her actually seem cheery in the stark silence of the dead citadel. It was pretty grating on the nerves and slightly annoying, but at least osd had enough tact to not say that to her face, it either was something important to her or she was just batshit crazy. In either case he wanted to make a big deal about the small annoyance, especially since he supposedly smelled bad enough to curl wood. "That's gonna be easy, ain't no wind in here." Osd dryly remarked as he followed her, keeping a few paces away from her so she didn't have to persevere his smell. "What I do? I work in the forge and help create items that are neccesary for the day to day working of quite a few of projects on this island. Blacksmithing, making alloy's and other craft related things. Nothing too fancy." He said with a small shrug. "What do you do around her? I doubt you're an animator or I would have seen you in the forge."

[Elsa Marin]

Elsa led the way out of the Citadel and towards the Testing Grounds. "That's really neat!" Her entire body joined her hands in signing her genuine compliment. She would have moved closer to him, touched him, expressing her interest in him and his work. She almost did, before she caught herself. A smile would have to do, for now. As for later, when he was properly clean... "It's always good to meet someone who can make things," she said, her tone turning smooth and husky, almost a purr. "I bet there's a lot you can do with those hands."

Just like that, Elsa had led them out of the Citadel and towards the Testing Grounds. She congratulated herself on managing that much, at least. Two weeks in Sahova and she practically knew it like the back of her hand! Sort of. Kind of. Approximately. "I'm here to be a wizard," she informed. "I got here early so I'd have some time to spend with my sister and some time to prepare, but I haven't seen her in weeks, and nobody will tell me what to expect in the Judgement, or even talk to me. All that's left is magic, bathing - not much farther now, by the way - and starving." Elsa's cheer flagged a bit at the reminder of just how hungry she was, for a step it seemed like it would shatter completely, but she forced it back. If Anna could endure Sahova, then so could Elsa.

[Osd]

“It is.” Osd deadpanned. the way she was always moving, constantly moving her hands let those irritating bells hanging from her clothes tinkle almost constantly. Was she trying to annoy the shyke out of people with those things? At the comment that she was a wizard though he understood why she wore those. Just another strange quirk of using magic. He would just have to try and ignore it. He barely surpriseed a groan at her horrible use of sexual inuendo. Though he couldn't help but roll his eyes at it. “I'm sure. Not going to use them in the way's you're think of though.” he hoped that would get those ideas out of her mind, he was going to take a bath, not petch somebody. Never stick it in the crazy. And all wizards were crazy. He rather be blue balled then have no balls anymore at all. “Most people here want to become a wizard.” The fact nobody wanted to talk to a nobody of sahova didn't really surprise him. He wouldn't have been talking with her either if she wasn't leading her to the bath's. He probably would have gone towards the forge to get some more practice in. “The judgement isn't really something I can give you tips on. You need to prove to sahova that you're somebody worth keeping around with. I did this with blacksmithing. You're a wizard. What do you do though? Reimancy, animation?” Half of that was parroted from what silverheart told him when he was taken on as his apprentice. “If you don't you're back on the ship to the mainland if you're lucky.” What happened if you were unlucky was pretty obvious. A short life as a test subject followed by a horrible death. “The no food thing is easier to solve. I got some extra food I can give you give you. Won't be much, but it'll be a lot better then nothing at all.” He offered. With his on the side work in the forge and the fact he was an apprentice he had more food then the average person. Giving up a few for some favors wouldn't be too horrible. “You'll have to pay me back if you pass your judgement though.” If she didn't. Well he wasn't going to extract payment form the dead. Kinda tasteless.

[Elsa Marin]

At the promise of food, Elsa gasped, turning around and walking backwards in front of Osd, a smile on her face and signing her gratitude. "Osd, I could kiss you. But I won't," she hurried to add, apologetically. "Not if you don't want me to. It was just an offer, really. I'd appreciate any help you can give me. I won't forget this, Osd." She grinned impishly, extending a hand to shake. "You have my word."

His hands seemed clean-ish, at least. She would have to was them thoroughly once they reached the river, though. "I make portals," she chirped as she resumed walking. "They're like holes in the air, leading to a place called the Void. It's called Voiding, believe it or not." She tried a giggle, and failed. "Mostly people just throw garbage in it," she mumbled, and sighed.

They came to the river. "Here we are," Elsa said happily, dropping her pack and bending to retrieve her soap. She couldn't wait to wear silk again. "You can use my soap," she said, tossing him a bar. "I still have plenty. Toothbrush is mine, though."

[Osd]

“I rather you don't.” He replied in a deadpan manner. At least she got the hint and dropped the flirting now that she knew he wasn't interested. “Both the kissing and forgetting you helped me.” He shook her hand. Listening to her explenation of her magic. Making holes in reality, throwing fire around, changing your own body to match your whims. Crafting magical items making inteligent beings. Magic was varied it seemed. “Never heard of that void place, where is it? A place on mizahar or does it lead to nowhere?” He asked. “So they use magic to dispose of garbage? You mean regular garbage or just magically dangerous things. Faulty artifacts like that?” He sure hoped it was like that, throwing regular garbage in a magical disposal service seemed a bit overkill. And silverheart always stressed the importance of using magic only as a last resort. Lest horrible things happen. “Ripping a hole in the air doesn't really sound as the most convenient way too get rid of your average garbage.” didn't they have a landfill or something for that? They arrived at the river and he caught the soap she threw over to him. He pulled of his clothes and stepped into the water. It was bloody cold that was what it was. Still it was winter and he had worse then a bit of cold. “Ya got something to dry yourself off with? Bloody cold.” He Started washing up.