Felih laughs softly. "It has, on some occasions, been paramount to locating missing persons, and it's quite an invaluable skill," he adds, before lighting up.
"Yes, my thoughts exactly! Would you mind a hand?" he offers, tail already puffing up in delight at the mere prospect of getting to help put together an outfit for the Sultana herself. Felih's ever-attentive to the fine points of fashion, and such excursions are a welcome distraction.
"I wouldn't mind one bit. It would give my handmaiden some time off." chuckled Nanamo with a little smile. "You're familiar with my walk-in wardrobe. What would you suggest?"
Felih continues to hold a deep envy for the Sultana's wide choice of garb, especially enamored with the sheer size of her wardrobe- but he's delighted for the chance to do something fun.
"Let's see- a casual family portrait. Something simpler, but still light-hearted! Perhaps one of these dresses? Light, airy, but the embroidery is lovely and simple. Nothing too ostentatious," he suggests, holding up a soft cream dress, flowing and trimmed with golden embroidery.
"Or, perhaps if you desire something with a bit more color, this green would highlight your eyes..." He muses, fiddling with another dress. "What say you? Do you have a preference of style, my lady?"
"Then, perhaps the light cream, after all," Felih decides, picking the flowy and fluttery dress, something good for the heat often felt in Thanalan. He sets it gently on a nearby rack for easy reach, before he hums and looks about. "Now, your crown is beautiful, but perhaps a simpler look? Lovely earrings, a necklace, and..."
He suddenly perks up. "Would you mind if I styled your hair? Leaving it down would be lovely." And then a laugh: "Ahah, I wonder if we should set Pipin in more casual clothing as well, or if he should prefer to wear his armor..."
Luckily, Felih also has plenty of hair- if nothing else, at least he's got plenty of experience with sheer volume. "Let's get to it! Even for voluminous manes, there's always a surefire way to tame them and style them well..." he chirps contentedly, before relaxing and setting the chosen attire out nearby on a dressing rack for later.
"Oh! The general in a suit- Twelve, you know, I don't think I've ever seen him in attire that wasn't his armor," he muses after a moment, before gesturing to the sultana's vanity mirror and pulling up a hair. "I think I know just what to do with your hair."
Taking off her crown, she settled into a sitting position at the vanity and said, "Do what you will, Felih. I trust you will be as good as Jandalaine."
Felih beams, puffing up slightly with pride at the allowance. "Thank you- I will do my best. You do have such beautiful hair, my lady!" he chirps in delight, carefully undoing her current style before brushing carefully, stroking through the locks to ensure they're ready to style without tangling as he starts to plait the hair.
He hums, murmuring, "Of course. And I won't resort to flashy dyes." He laughs a little then, grinning. "As fun as they can be, your hair is already lovely enough on its own. So, we'll have Raubahn in a suit, Pipin will choose fitting attire he finds fitting, you'll wear that lovely dress, and you'll all look wonderful." He's purring, pleased. "It'll be a lovely gift. Thank you, Nanamo, for helping me with this. I'm sure it will mean the star to him, to have you and Pipin be a part of it."
All the while, he keeps working, gently but skillfully continuing to brush and style her hair.
"Of course! After all, we all owe him much. I'm glad to be able to help in presenting such a gift," Felih purrs happily, still gently working through her thick locks of hair. Luckily, the easiest wait to tame thick hair is to braid it, and he's happily putting her hair in a more intricately double-layered fishtail braid.
"As for your hair, this more relaxed style ought to do... especially if you let it rest over your shoulder for the portrait, it'll look lovely on you." He leaves the locks and fringe framing her face and over her forehead as they are- they already frame it well enough he feels no need to adjust those, but the rest of the hair goes into the braid. "There- how do you feel about this style?"
"Yes I think this would be perfect," said Nanamo, smiling as she touched her hair. Felih's work was on par with Jandalaine, and she didn't even have to book an appointment with the overworked stylist to get something on this level.
Felih preens, puffing up and purring, tail wiggling behind him in the pride and satisfaction that comes with a job well done- and of course, the praise coming from high places.
"Thank you, my lady~ 'Tis an honor," he purrs, delighted, before humming and looking around, lighting up when he finds what he's looking for. Amid the many bouquets in the sultana's chambers is a cactuar blossom, and he comes back with it, gently tucking it behind one of Nanamo's ears. "There- a simple finishing touch. It ought to make for a sweet and natural look, once you're in that dress. Perhaps we'll surprise Pipin with your new look, too."
"I daresay he will be blown away by it," said Nanamo with a sly grin on her face. "By all merits, I would imagine you were trying to get me to be more fetching for my Captain."
Felih feigns innocence. "What, me? Match-making? Never," he says, a hand over his heart in mock offense. "I just enjoy making people look lovely and giving them a new look for a day."
Oh, the mischievous wiggle of his tail gives it away, though- Felih is ever the hopeless romantic, trying to nudge people together if he thinks they would be a good fit. Though born under Nymeia's star, some say he perhaps was more suited to Menphina's. Ah well!
"Truly you lie as well as you style," replied Nanamo with a level mock glare before giggling. "I dare say the young Marshall-Captain will be blown away by my looks."
Felih laughs then, grinning widely and purring, "I do think he will. You'll have to let me know how it goes- oh, if only I could linger long enough to see his face myself. But I should likely get to work smithing that frame... ah, but wait, I should wait to see how big the portrait will be before I get to work, so perhaps I'll stay, if you'll allow."
He hums, tapping his lips as he thinks. "Would you like to have your face painted, or simply go for a natural look? Either would work well, I imagine," he muses.
"Good~ Then in that case, I suppose there's nothing to be done but choose your jewelry and get dressed, and you'll be in perfect shape," Felih says contentedly, apparently quite pleased with it all. It'll make for a spectacular portrait, he hopes- one that Raubahn will hopefully cherish.
"Hm... though I suppose I should consider the style and type of frame. Gold, silver, perhaps even woods or any other mix of metals..." he muses, "And some gems to match."
Still, he can't help but be curious. "If I may, Nanamo, I've always wondered- how is it that you and Raubahn first met?"
"I was attending a tournament. It was a drab and droll situation until Raubahn took the field," said Nanamo with a smile. "I thought it foolish that a lowly gladiator would swear to gain his freedom and earn a seat on the council in order to become my sword. As a child I dismissed it."
"But over time, he became one of the wealthiest men in Ul'dah, and a great gladiator. I accepted him, and he became my right hand."
Felih listens curiously, before smiling softly. "He must have seen hope and promise in you, if that is the case. I think he had good judgement- you have ever been a kind-hearted leader who truly wants the best for her people. In light of all that has happened, I think he put his faith in the right person," he hums.
"It will be strange, not to see him about Ul'dah as I used to. But he must be glad to be home..."
"Kind hearted, but too soft," sighed Nanamo. "But he kept me on the straight and narrow."
"In truth, you are right. He seems simultaneously saddened and relieved to join the Ala Mhigan Government once more. I am certain they will need his help."
Felih smiles weakly. "Tis better to be soft and naive, than stony and cynical, I think," he murmurs softly as comfort. "You will earn trust and loyalty more through kindness than through harshness- glad I am that you are still kind despite what you've been through."
"If it's any comfort, my lady, you've become much more pragmatic as of late."
"The old me wouldn't have deemed to take advice from Lolorito, and seeking the guidance of Master Manderville." admitted Nanamo. "I would have been too stubborn to do so."
Felih smiles with a little laugh. "Well, 'tis good that you're opening yourself up. Though Lolorito is certainly the questionable type, there is no denying his knowledge is useful. As for Godbert- well, though he and I oft run into each other in the oddest circumstances, I know him to be a good man to trust."
"There is no shame in reaching out to others." A lesson that Felih has yet to learn, ironically.
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"Yes, my thoughts exactly! Would you mind a hand?" he offers, tail already puffing up in delight at the mere prospect of getting to help put together an outfit for the Sultana herself. Felih's ever-attentive to the fine points of fashion, and such excursions are a welcome distraction.
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"Let's see- a casual family portrait. Something simpler, but still light-hearted! Perhaps one of these dresses? Light, airy, but the embroidery is lovely and simple. Nothing too ostentatious," he suggests, holding up a soft cream dress, flowing and trimmed with golden embroidery.
"Or, perhaps if you desire something with a bit more color, this green would highlight your eyes..." He muses, fiddling with another dress. "What say you? Do you have a preference of style, my lady?"
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"Something with a light color as well," she added.
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He suddenly perks up. "Would you mind if I styled your hair? Leaving it down would be lovely." And then a laugh: "Ahah, I wonder if we should set Pipin in more casual clothing as well, or if he should prefer to wear his armor..."
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"We should get the general in casual clothing as well, but something benefiting his station." Hummed Nanamo. "A suit would be nice."
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"Oh! The general in a suit- Twelve, you know, I don't think I've ever seen him in attire that wasn't his armor," he muses after a moment, before gesturing to the sultana's vanity mirror and pulling up a hair. "I think I know just what to do with your hair."
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He hums, murmuring, "Of course. And I won't resort to flashy dyes." He laughs a little then, grinning. "As fun as they can be, your hair is already lovely enough on its own. So, we'll have Raubahn in a suit, Pipin will choose fitting attire he finds fitting, you'll wear that lovely dress, and you'll all look wonderful." He's purring, pleased. "It'll be a lovely gift. Thank you, Nanamo, for helping me with this. I'm sure it will mean the star to him, to have you and Pipin be a part of it."
All the while, he keeps working, gently but skillfully continuing to brush and style her hair.
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"Thank you for helping me out with all of this."
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"As for your hair, this more relaxed style ought to do... especially if you let it rest over your shoulder for the portrait, it'll look lovely on you." He leaves the locks and fringe framing her face and over her forehead as they are- they already frame it well enough he feels no need to adjust those, but the rest of the hair goes into the braid. "There- how do you feel about this style?"
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"It is perfect, you have the best taste Felih."
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"Thank you, my lady~ 'Tis an honor," he purrs, delighted, before humming and looking around, lighting up when he finds what he's looking for. Amid the many bouquets in the sultana's chambers is a cactuar blossom, and he comes back with it, gently tucking it behind one of Nanamo's ears. "There- a simple finishing touch. It ought to make for a sweet and natural look, once you're in that dress. Perhaps we'll surprise Pipin with your new look, too."
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Oh, the mischievous wiggle of his tail gives it away, though- Felih is ever the hopeless romantic, trying to nudge people together if he thinks they would be a good fit. Though born under Nymeia's star, some say he perhaps was more suited to Menphina's. Ah well!
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He hums, tapping his lips as he thinks. "Would you like to have your face painted, or simply go for a natural look? Either would work well, I imagine," he muses.
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"Please, linger as long as you'd like before heading off to the workshops."
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"Hm... though I suppose I should consider the style and type of frame. Gold, silver, perhaps even woods or any other mix of metals..." he muses, "And some gems to match."
Still, he can't help but be curious. "If I may, Nanamo, I've always wondered- how is it that you and Raubahn first met?"
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"But over time, he became one of the wealthiest men in Ul'dah, and a great gladiator. I accepted him, and he became my right hand."
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"It will be strange, not to see him about Ul'dah as I used to. But he must be glad to be home..."
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"In truth, you are right. He seems simultaneously saddened and relieved to join the Ala Mhigan Government once more. I am certain they will need his help."
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"If it's any comfort, my lady, you've become much more pragmatic as of late."
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"There is no shame in reaching out to others." A lesson that Felih has yet to learn, ironically.
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I love your Nanamo, thank you aaaaa <3