Felih was on a mission, one of the utmost secrecy, one that required him to be a bit sneaky about gathering information...
Though having to be covert was making it harder than he'd like to gather information. Luckily, a passing sultansworn gave him an idea, and he hopped down from his perch to land in a crouch in front of her, mind forgetting for a moment that having someone fall from nowhere in front of you might be a tad startling.
"Hey! Hi there, do you have a moment? I've got a few questions," he asks, tail swaying playfully behind him as he grins, friendly and energetic.
It's just another typical day for Aurora Rora: circling around the Chamber of Rule. It wasn't exactly her favorite job, but it was important to being a Sultansworn. It was their job to protect the nobles, and they needed to be ready at any mo-
"AH-!" She squeaks as a Miqo'te lands in front of her. Her hand moves to the hilt of her sword by habit, but she manages to stop herself. This is just a civilian.
"Ah... quite the entrance," The lalafell laughs nervously. "How can I help you?"
Felih grins a bit, though his smile softens quickly enough into an apologetic smile. "Sorry about that," he chirps. "Sometimes I forget the habit we've all made of moving silently." After the myriad of things he's suffered in the city of Ul'dah, he's learned to lay low and be very quiet as he moves through the city.
"I'm Felih Tia- I'm a friend of the sultana's. I didn't mean to startle you," he apologizes. "I just wanted to know if you happened to know the sultana's tastes well; I'm trying to devise a gift for her, but I've little clue what to make or acquire that she must not already have..." he sighs. "After all, she is royalty."
Felih blinks at her. "Yeah. Felih Tia? Y'know?" he chirps as response, oblivious, tilting his head, before humming a little. "Though perhaps my absence has made my name more uncommon. But that aside- the Sultana's nameday is approaching, and it is a bit hard to get a gift for someone who seemingly has the means to acquire whatever she would have desire or need for..." he sighs.
He flops down, sitting on the steps now instead of crouching, tail twitching as he tries to mull over this dilemma. "I was hoping perhaps those around her may have heard whispers of something she may be wanting for."
"You there! With the pretty eyes and the Paladin crown!" A voice shouts towards Aurora on one of her rounds around Ul'dah.
When she turns around, she sees a couple of new Flames surrounding another Lalafell, one that she either recognises as one of the Warriors of Light, or more likely a Conada, one of the Merchants that supplies, well, most of her gear.
"Can you please tell these idiots to step off!" She says in an exasperated voice. She's filthy, covered in dirt and scratches. Somehow she's missing a shoe and she looks like she hasn't washed in days.
Aurora turns her head quickly as someone shouts out at her. She's dazed in her confusion; nobody has ever complimented her eyes. The lalafell shakes herself out of it and hurries over to her.
"That's enough!" She huffs, stepping between the other lalafell and the Flames. "She's welcomed here; move along already!"
She looks back behind her with a worried expression. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, thank you, Sworn." She says as she jerks her arms out of the Flames' grip.
Pinya dusts herself off and rubs her wrist where one of the brutes held just a little too hard. She levels a frankly terrifying glare at the flames.
"If you ever try that again I will personally serve the General your balls on a silver plate, do you understand?" She shark-like grin she wears brokers no room for argument, and the Flames scamper off.
"You can't find good help these days. Raubahn really needs to fix the recruitment tests." She clears her throat and looks back to Aurora.
"Gosh, you are a pretty thing, aren't you? Who do I have the pleasure of calling my Savior?" She smiles, a genuine smile this time.
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Aurora Rora | Lalafell Sultansworn
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Though having to be covert was making it harder than he'd like to gather information. Luckily, a passing sultansworn gave him an idea, and he hopped down from his perch to land in a crouch in front of her, mind forgetting for a moment that having someone fall from nowhere in front of you might be a tad startling.
"Hey! Hi there, do you have a moment? I've got a few questions," he asks, tail swaying playfully behind him as he grins, friendly and energetic.
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"AH-!" She squeaks as a Miqo'te lands in front of her. Her hand moves to the hilt of her sword by habit, but she manages to stop herself. This is just a civilian.
"Ah... quite the entrance," The lalafell laughs nervously. "How can I help you?"
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"I'm Felih Tia- I'm a friend of the sultana's. I didn't mean to startle you," he apologizes. "I just wanted to know if you happened to know the sultana's tastes well; I'm trying to devise a gift for her, but I've little clue what to make or acquire that she must not already have..." he sighs. "After all, she is royalty."
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Though she is newer, but she doesn't want to make it obvious. The lalafell worries he may have other motives.
"What exactly is this gift for?"
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He flops down, sitting on the steps now instead of crouching, tail twitching as he tries to mull over this dilemma. "I was hoping perhaps those around her may have heard whispers of something she may be wanting for."
Re: Aurora Rora | Lalafell Sultansworn
When she turns around, she sees a couple of new Flames surrounding another Lalafell, one that she either recognises as one of the Warriors of Light, or more likely a Conada, one of the Merchants that supplies, well, most of her gear.
"Can you please tell these idiots to step off!" She says in an exasperated voice. She's filthy, covered in dirt and scratches. Somehow she's missing a shoe and she looks like she hasn't washed in days.
All she wanted to do was check in with Nanamo!
Forgive me I'm so late LOL ;;
"That's enough!" She huffs, stepping between the other lalafell and the Flames. "She's welcomed here; move along already!"
She looks back behind her with a worried expression. "Are you alright?"
No Worries!! ♥
Pinya dusts herself off and rubs her wrist where one of the brutes held just a little too hard. She levels a frankly terrifying glare at the flames.
"If you ever try that again I will personally serve the General your balls on a silver plate, do you understand?" She shark-like grin she wears brokers no room for argument, and the Flames scamper off.
"You can't find good help these days. Raubahn really needs to fix the recruitment tests." She clears her throat and looks back to Aurora.
"Gosh, you are a pretty thing, aren't you? Who do I have the pleasure of calling my Savior?" She smiles, a genuine smile this time.