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Tue Jul 09, 2019 3:21 pm

Season - N. Autumn 2049
Time - Beginning in Midday (to take place over three days)
Location - Healer/Harper Hall, Fort Hold

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The air of a northern autumn had long gone missed by Faveonn. In turn for her departure from the north, the healer sacrificed the seasons she loved most: autumn and winter. Down in Atricis, the seasons did not feel the same. Autumn felt clammy and warm. It failed to conjure the colours of a crackling fire on a cool autumn night, when Faveonn so often clasped a freshly brewed mug of klah between her small hands to stay warm. At night, the sheets always felt too warm, thus she tossed them off to relieve herself of the stifling heat and dry her damp body. In the morning, after a restless night of sleep, when she emerged from the lower caverns, she yearned each time to spot the white spread of frost on the ground. Instead, she was greeted by a dull humidity and a thin mist that dewed upon the delicate fronds underfoot.

Winter was even worse. If felt like a Benden Summer Day. In the beginning, Faveonn could not say she entirely minded the climate, for where others wore thin shawls and loose jackets to ward off the slightest chill, Faveonn greeted it with bare arms and a gentle smile. However, the absence of snow was sorely noted by her. By mid winter, the girl had fallen into a heap of depression over the loss of her favourite weather. No snowmen, no snowball fights, no blanket of snow to mute the world around her. It all felt wrong to her.

At the return of Spring, Faveonn felt robbed. Winter hardly provided the reprieve she longed to have from the heat. The shift of the seasons to the spring and summer months could only be truly appreciated and savoured after one suffered and ached from the frigidity of Autumn and Winter. The chilled season hardly provided even a gust of wind to make her feel the deep biting cold that she longed for. By the start of Spring, Faveonn already suffered from the oppression of heat and humidity, and Summer had not even begun.

Therefore, when the opportunity presented itself for Faveonn to go north for a few days, she threw her hand up with fingers eagerly fanning at the air. The healers asked for an apprentice to travel north with them. They needed to trade their supplies with the Northern Hall, and in turn, they would return back with a plethora of valuable herbs and supplies. The apprentices would work alongside the healers, learning about the value of trade, recognising the highest demands for the most valuable of supplies, and work alongside northern healers in more specialised matters like apothecary and herbology. Only a hand full of apprentices volunteered, and only Faveonn was selected.

The flight north invigorated the girl. Flight on dragon back was always a treat, providing Faveonn a rush of adrenaline while massive wings carried her across the world. Once they dipped between, her hold on the rider tightened. She could feel neither the dragon her legs clenched about, nor her firelizard snug against her neck. Exposure to the expanse of vacuity was enough to make any soul tremble. No feeling, no sound, no sight. Only a pitch black darkness with the promise of death. Three coughs! she screamed to herself before the deprivation of the senses might cause her to succumb to outright panic.

Light returned, nearly blinding her. They had emerged on the other side with the lands of Fort stretching below them from horizon to horizon. The territory was painted with colours of precious red, orange and yellow, a sea of golden forests undulating along the lands. It was the first sense of true Autumn Faveonn had experienced in over a turn. As the dragon wheeled down, her other senses awoke to the autumn before her. The crisp chilling wind nibbled at her cheeks and fingers. Stacks of smoke could be seen escaping the chimneys, while the smell of it felt warm and savoury to her. Even the earth had a unique smell, one of soil and rain. The cloying scent of pollen, such as the ones she endured in Atricis, did not cling to the air here in Fort. The winds and the rains had long ago vanquished the offensive particles. Free from their torment, the healer's sinuses felt free from the misery of southern hay fever. The air was clean.

Once feet touched down on wet flag stone, Faveonn and the other southern healers were greeted by a retinue from the Fortian Healer Hall. Journeymen and apprentices alike arrived the courtyard, even as the thin misting rain that began to drizzle. Among the group, Faveonn could not help but notice an older boy with a head of golden curls and a curious pale blue firelizard in his company. For the meantime, she kept her distance, yet still she looked upon him from a distance while Mayfly curled closer against Faveonn's neck, and nibbled at her side braid.

"We should get inside," an older man with master knots suggested to both the northern and southerners after an initial round of formal greetings.

A gust of wind ushered them across the courtyards. Though a delighted smile peaked along her round face, Faveonn still gripped the hood of her thick cape, and pulled it over head to protect herself. Mayfly crooned in approval, and nestled against the fur lining of her shelter.

"Are you all right, Faveonn?" one of her superiors asked as he gripped his own jacket tight about him.

"I'm fine, thank you," she assured the man as they reached cover.

Through the threshold, they entered a long dining hall filled with empty tables. It was only midday for them, thus they were caught between breakfast and lunch. It would give everyone the time they needed for introductions. In the hour to follow, Faveonn quietly listened to the conversation shared among the adults. The only time she spoke was when she was asked to give her name. Meekly, she supplied it "-Faveonn-" before she returned to the outskirts of the conversation. There, she cast brief glances to the golden haired boy across the way from her as the journeymen continued to discuss the arrangement for the next few days.

But Faveonn could not bring her mind to focus, not when the chill of the bleak weather outside was still felt upon her rosy cheeks. She wanted to step out into the courtyard once more, even if it was only to stand under the shelter while the rain pattered against the fitted flagstone and the rocky rooftops. Even if she could not see it with her eyes, she could hear the hiss in the fireplace with every drop that slipped down the chimney and reached the flames. Judging by the frequency of those high pitched notes from the hearth, it must have been a torrential down pour.

"Gavael," one of the northern healers called, though Faveonn failed to notice, if only for the fact she was now lost to the images her mind conjured of the climate outside. "Would you please escort Faveonn to the Apprentice Barracks so she can get settled?" The sound of her name, however, successfully drew her out of her thoughts.Grey eyes with their fleck of brown regarded the healers, wondering if she had missed something of importance. Though part of her felt the want to speak out for clarification, she did not dare lest she give away the fact she had not entirely been paying attention over the last ten minutes of a rather adult conversation. Considering the reason she was there, she probably should have listened, but she felt rather distractable at the moment.

Once more, she caught sight of the golden haired youth, and could not say for absolute certainty what was going on, or at least that was the case before a hand was gently set on her shoulder blade. She looked up to the source of the touch, one of her superiors, who motioned to the young man of interest. "Why don't you go with Gavael to get settled. We'll meet you in the green house in about an hour."

Her gaze shifted once more to the youth man, only to give a nod. Slowly, she reached down and collected her rucksack. Did she dare say a word? Even as Mayfly whistled excitedly, Faveonn could not bring herself to utter a sound. Instead, she could only look at this Gavael, and wonder what might happen next.
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Sat Jul 13, 2019 11:08 pm

Things had been going alright for Gavael since he had returned to Fort from visiting his friends and family. It had been really good for him to go back home for the Festival. He’d been able to see his mother, and Aniday, and all of his friends. They had all had so much fun together, and it had been like he had never left. When he had to leave to go back to Fort though, that was when he realized just how much he missed everyone there. Of course, if you asked him to his face, he would probably never admit it. He always said he needed to get out, but once he was out, he missed everyone (with the exception of one or two people). Part of him was now wondering if he had made a mistake by leaving. Should he have just stayed there and dealt with everything as it came? The other part of him was a bit to proud to admit to himself or anyone that he had made a mistake. It was always that part that seemed to win out.

His crafter lessons had kept him busy, and for that, he was extremely grateful. Sometimes though, he still found his mind wandering back, thinking about Ema, and Angie and Aniday, and Of course, his mother. Admitting he had not exactly been the best son ever, he’d been trying. His mother still loved him, but deep down he felt as though he had disappointed her when he had left because of her choice as a Weyrmate. That guilt ate at him sometimes, although more often than not he was able to try and push those thoughts.

Having Ema here now did help matters. It was nice to have someone else from home there with him. Sure, he had Zephyr now, but even after these months, he still couldn’t stop thinking about it, even though he tried not to.

Quickly, he pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind. Now that he was actually going to the infirmary, his full attention and focus would most certainly be required. If he messed something up, it could cost someone their lives, and that was something the young man was not going to risk, at all. Although, when he got there, he was reminded that they were going to he meeting with some of the Southern Healers today. Quickly he checked himself over, and then followed the older Healers.

Once their guests landed, he couldn’t help but let his grey eyes wander, trying to figure it if any of them were his friends from the South. He didn’t really recognize anyone, but at the same time, he found himself a little eager for the possibility of new friends.

As they went inside, Gavael couldn’t help but shiver just a bit. It seemed a little colder today than usual, or it was just sinking into his bones more today. Rubbing his arms, he turned his attention to the master that was speaking to him. Looking at the young woman he was talking about, he nodded. ”Of course.”

Moving over to the girl, he gave her a small smile. ”Welcome. My name is Gavael, and I will show you where you will be staying. If you would follow me.” Of course, if she wanted to talk, they could talk after they got away from everyone. He wouldn’t mind getting to know someone new he guessed.
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Sun Jul 14, 2019 7:18 pm

He had come from Atricis, a place that Faveonn herself had been a part of during her childhood. Looking upon his face, however, noting his head of golden curls, and the cool tone of grey that ringed his pupils, Faveonn got a sudden sense she had never met him before. Logically, she knew that was impossible. He was near her age, likely, which meant they had to have seen each other at least at some point. Hearing the lovely tenor of his voice as he introduced himself, Faveonn would have thought she would have caught a note of familiarity that it would have triggered the shiver of deja vu. Instead, he felt new and unknown to her.

The smile he gave was a handsome one, especially with the way it fit with the narrow features of his sharp visage. ”Welcome. My name is Gavael, and I will show you where you will be staying. If you would follow me.”

Why did she have a sudden urge to reach up and tease his head of hair? They seemed so tempting, enough for her to catch the slightest twitch of her fingers at her side. The realisation of such an impulsive curiosity caused the girl to feel a bit embarrassed, enough for her to give a nod of acknowledgement, and turn her eyes down to her toes. Wanting fingers lifted to instead fidget with her firelizard's tail, anything to preoccupy the bizarre thoughts that rattled in her mind as she followed Gavael out of the hall and into the courtyard.

Just as she suspected, once the doors opened, they were greeted by a torrential down pour. So heavy was the storm that a mist had formed just above the ground from the heavy patters of thick soggy droplets. The rain did not sing, did not chatter. Instead, it roared with a fury Faveonn had not heard since the monsoon season in Atricis.

Fortunately, the outdoor corridor was well sheltered with a wide walk way. The path was wide enough for five people to walk side by side, more than enough to keep the two apprentices dry, even when the gusts threatened to sweep the water towards them. Every few steps, they passed one of the many pillars that ran down the courtyard side of the corridor. The stone work was coated with a smooth ivory cement coating. Every wall and every pillar was accented with curls and tendrils of silver filigree and intricate floral engravings. Even the geometric moulding in the ceiling above them was eye catching. Honestly, were Faveonn not so nervous, she might have allowed herself to appreciate the architecture.

And then she remembered her manners. Though they had made it several paces outside of the room, Faveonn had not entirely acknowledged his introduction by offering one of her own. Did she say anything now to cover the gaffe? Dual toned eyes slipped up to the young man, giving him the briefest glance before she turned away once more. The young healer honestly had no idea what to say without sounding like a total fool. She had learned that talking just to break the tension only made it worse when she did it. Thus, rather than talk simply for the sake of talking, she held her tongue and nervously toyed with Mayfly's tail.

All the while, Mayfly regarded the lovely blue firelizard in his own company, peeking this way and that just to get a better look of him. As the pair walked, Mayfly eventually looped her body behind Faveonn's head, reaching little paws out to the support of her mistress's opposing shoulder. Carefully, she extend her little head towards the cute blue and offered a sweet whir of curiosity.

The gesture caught Faveonn by surprise, and caused her to look up to Gavael, wondering just how he might take Mayfly's actions.
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Wed Jul 17, 2019 1:25 am

While Gav did have to admit that he was a little shocked that the you t woman was not really speaking, he couldn’t say he hadn’t expected it. Honestly, he remembered how he felt when he had first come here. Quiet honestly, he had never really thought that he would leave New Atricis, or Evanoria for that matter. Once his mother and Aniday went their separate ways though, it had only been a matter of time before the young man had known he needed to leave, even if he didnt want to. Leaving his friends and family behind had been one of the hardest things in his young life. Of course, he was sure there would other hard things that would come around in his life, and while he wasn't looking forward to it, he felt as though this had probably helped prepare him for it.

Running a hand through his hair, a red tinge came to his features as he realized that she wasn't really speaking back to him. Had he said something wrong? No, he'd remembered his manners. Maybe she was just in shock, or awe, of this new place, and didnt know exactly what to say just yet? Shaking his head ever so slightly, he quickly purged those thoughts from his mind. No need to think anything like that. Honestly the young woman, Faveoon was her name right? was obviously just tired from the long trip.

The two of them walked in silence as they made their way to the apprentice dorms. It was a bit further than Gav had actually thought. It was probably just because he walked it every day, he was just used to it by now.

For the time being, he had forgotten that Zephyr was with him. Quiet honestly, he didn’t remember until he caught Faveonn’s pet looking at him. It seemed as though Zephyr was quiet intrigued with the other new guest as well. Chuckling softly he said, ”Well, our flits seem to want to get to be friends. This is Zephyr by the way. He actually loves to meet new people, and make new friends.”

It would be nice for Zephyr to have a new friend, if the young woman and her critter were staying here that was. Gav guessed they would just have to wait and see how everything played out,
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Sat Jul 20, 2019 11:02 am

The chuckle he gave felt warm to her hears, enough to to make them heat and tinge the slightest shade of red. Fortunately for Faveonn, with her hair woven loosely down her back, the thick, dark tresses that framed her face with their delicate tendrils also concealed the delicate blushing shells from the older apprentice. Or, at least, that is what she hoped.


Mayfly warbled in excitement as a smile escaped the young woman. "He is very lovely." The 'lizard seemed a bit small though, enough for the young healer to ask, "Is he young still?" Though adorable, little Zephyr seemed like the sort who still had room to grow. But he looked like he was well loved and well cared for.

But in all honesty, Faveonn's curiosity rest more in the man than with the 'lizard by his side. After he answered, she fell into silence once more, only to speak once again, this time in regards to the question that burned brightest in her thoughts. "One of the healers mentioned you are from... Atricis?" She remembered it mentioned, though at what point she could not recall. It must have been during the conversation she failed entirely to listen to. Inattention was a curse, though at least she heard enough to catch that small detail. "I lived there a little bit when I was younger... but I don't remember seeing you there-" she caught herself, and was quick to correct the error "- I wasn't there for long though... and don't remember too much. I was really young when I was there." It was during a time when her mother was a young rider, and horribly impulsive. While Faveonn did not remember everything from her youth, she did remember both her parents. Of her mother, she vividly recalled her frightful selfishness and the scantness of which Revanne visited the creche. Of her father, however, she remembered his kindness. It was a single encounter with the man, during a time when she did not even realise he was her father, but she remembered his gentleness and the way his eyes mirrored her own.

The memory brought the softest of smiles to her features.
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Fri Jul 26, 2019 1:15 am

Well, at least he was being nice, and making her feel at home. grey eyes looked at her, although honestly he couldn’t tell if it was helping her relax, but he couldn’t keep himself from hoping that it was. It was actually making him feel a little better. Typically, Gavael was not the type to really just make small talk with someone he had just met. Really, he wasn’t the type to really talk with anyone except the people he was already close with.

Hearing her question about Zephyr, he nodded eagerly, a small smile coming to his face. ”He is indeed still young. Ive only had him for a little while. I bought him as an egg at the Gather in Evanoria.” Actually, Gavael thought he was the best thing. On top of that, he knew that the little flit had been one of the best things to ever happen to him, especially since he had left Evanoria the first time.

For a few moments, the two of them walked in silence. While it wasn’t a completely awkward silence, it was certainly somewhat weird. At her next question, he frowned for the briefest of moments, but nodded. ”Yes, I am the son of Eavan. I was born in Atricis and then we moved to Evanoria. After that I decided to move here to further my education as a Healer.”

So she had been there as well? Smiling softly he said, ”Well, I’m sorry you did not get to stay very long. It is a great place. I loved it, and I love Evanoria and here as well. I promise you will like it here for as long as you stay.”

At first, he had thought he wouldn’t like it here, but it had certainly grown on him, and now he couldn’t see living any where else. Well, maybe back in Evanoria with his friends, but that was about it. He really did love it here. It didnt take them all that long to reach their dorms and he said ”Here you are, this will be your room. If you are hungry, we can go get you something to eat before you turn in for the night.”

The young man was not really in any kind of rush to go back to his own room, so it would be no big deal for him to go eat with her. Then again, she might be too tired from her trip. If that was the case, he would find something else to do, and let her get her rest.
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Tue Jul 30, 2019 11:40 am


Eavan was another name she hardly remembered... but she did know Eavan's dragon was Paiseantath, whom Faveonn vividly recalled. Like any girl, weyrbred or not, she had fanciful ideas of Impressing to a gold someday. It was a phase nearly every girl went through, and even Faveonn was not spared of such foolish imaginations. She remembered every queen during her time in Atricis, committing their names to memory. Even now, she could recite the list by heart: Paiseantath, Soquilith, Chansoneth, and Lennoth. After some of the teases she was forced to endure in the barracks, Faveonn's mind drifted towards those dragons as she imagined herself riding a queen of her own, one just as resplendent and terrifying as the mightiest of golds. It was on those radiant wings that Faveonn finally commanded the respect she deserved, and was given the ability to make a difference in the lives of those she loved most.

But those were old dreams on old wings, and with age, Faveonn grew out of such fanciful forms of wool gathering. As a teen, she knew better now than to pin her hearts on a gold. She also had come to realise that the colour of hide had little importance. Instead, whenever she decided to stand on the sands and Impressed, it would be to a dragon of equal mind and heart that would find her, and regardless of their hide, green or gold, she would be immensely proud of her bonded. Their hide did not determine her worth. Instead, her worth would be judged simply by the fact of whether or not she was even able to Impress. Her heart swelled at the prospect, and momentarily, her mind found itself lost in the clouds, at least until the moment when Gavael spoke again.


Feet returned to the ground as her eyes turned back to Gavael. Not a candidate, and not on the sands, the girl needed to bury away her dreams and bring herself back to the realm of reality. Beisdes, she was not all ready for such a measure of worth as standing on the sands. "Well, I get to stay there this time now," she smiled back to him, assuaging him of any sort of sympathy he might feel towards her previous, early departure. "And I am sure I will like it here too-" though it would only be a matter of days before Faveonn felt the despair of home sickness "-, and it really is a lovely place. I have actually never seen a place like it before." Still she marvelled over the architecture. Truly, it was a remarkable design.


Curious eyes looked up to him. "Turn in for the night?" a smile escaped her. "I'm a bit of a night wher in Atricis. I'm not feeling tired just yet-" even if they were a few candlemarks behind Atricis here in Fort "-so I'm sure I can make it to dinner." And for the first time, the true nature of the young woman opened up to Gavael, one more certain of herself than she initially seemed. She did not hesitate to insert herself and correct him of his assumption, especially if it meant saving himself from the unnecessary effort.

He did seem sweet, though, and with no other soul to truly anchor herself to, Faveonn decided it was Gavael's company she would seek tonight... if he allowed for it, that was. "I'll... see you tonight?" she asked, perhaps with the slightest note of hopefulness marking her voice. Dual toned eyes regarded him, curious if he would say yes. Part of her expected him to decline, or outright say "no", but she remained positive, if only for the fact he was still so new to her, thus she had not had the chance to scare him off just yet.
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Fri Aug 02, 2019 1:50 am

While it seemed that the young woman was not really all that impressed with who his mother was, the grey eyed young man found that it honestly didn’t bother him all that much, if at all. Sometimes it was nice to not always be seen as Eavan’s son. Actually, that was one of the great perks of living here now. Sure, everyone knew who his mother was, but a lot of them didn’t know her children’s names, so he was able to skate by without being known. It was nice to be able to just meet people and make friends based on who he was inside, not who people knew him to be.

After a few minutes of thinking about that, Faveonn’s voice brought his attention back to her and he chuckled slightly. ”I know how you feel. I couldn’t believe it either when I first got here .” Truth be told, the young man could still not believe that he lived in a place like this. While he did miss his home, living in a place like this made up for it a bit.

Gavael could not stop the small smile from spreading across his face as he heard her say that she would indeed be able to make dinner. While he wasn’t normally one to just invite people to dinner that he had just met, he decided to make an exception this time. Smiling softly, he nodded rather eagerly and said, ”Yes, of course, see you tonight.”

After she had walked into her room, the man turned away and walked back towards his own room. As he walked, he found himself wondering exactly what he had just agreed to, but decided it was not worth worrying about at the present moment.

After a while he got cleaned up and changed and then once again made his way to Faveonn’s room, gently knocking on the door.
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The way he smiled at her, Faveonn could not deny the fact she liked it. He warmed her heart that sent it fluttering with excitement. His words further fuelled the rush, ”Yes, of course, see you tonight.” Gavael had agreed. Overwhelmed by the sensation that flurried within her, she stepped back from him with a telling blush and smile, but she managed to collect herself and nod.

Once he left, Faveonn managed to calm herself once again. As she unpacked her rucksack and put her items away, and all the while, she did what she could to remind herself he merely meant to be courteous. Yet she could not ignore how his very presence titillated her. Why, she knew not. She hardly knew the young man, but she admitted quietly to the fact she found him attractive. And here, she thought her time in the Healer Hall would simply satiate her inclinations of the north. Instead, she found her visit fuelling other appetites that she never realised she possessed. It caused her to pay extra detail to her appearance that she normally did not bother with. When she dressed into her tunic and gown, she made sure to tie the ends of the button up so that it fit properly about her lower torso. As for the upper portion, she could do little about that. Normally, Faveonn wore her attire on the larger end, but in this case, she actually liked the way it billowed slightly about her chest and arms while hugging about her waist and belly. The skirt, she tightened about her waist, cinching it enough to make her hourglass figure appear trim. Why she put in the effort, she would not say, but...

A knock at the door caught her attention. She had not expected company at this time. She realised perhaps one of the journeymen had wished to steal her attention for a moment, but when she opened the door, rather than be greeted by one of her superiors, she was greeted by a familiar face.

"Emalia?" she asked, shocked to see her cousin here.

"You know, when they said a band of healers arrived from Atricis, I hardly expected to see you. What are you doing here Fav?!"

Rather than answer immediately, Faveonn embraced the girl she considered her cousin. She might have loathed J'lek, but his sisters had always been good to her. "Can you help me with something?" she asked the older girl.

"With what?"

"My hair... and... well..." she stood back to show herself off. "This? It doesn't quite feel right, and I want to make a good impression tonight." Faveonn would swear it was for her superiors. In truth, it was for Gavael.

"Oh? For who?" Emalia asked with a glint of mischief in those silver eyes that matched the silver hide of her fancy flit, Ciri.

"Just for me," Faveonn answered, hoping her answer would be enough.

After a pause of consideration, Emalia gave a nod of agreement. "I think I have time for that, but we'll have to make it quick. I have a date tonight."


Emalia helped Faveonn as promised, accenting what she considered an acceptable form of attire with a playful sash about the girls's hips. Faveonn worried the bright red material made her rump too big, but Emalia assured her she looked just fine. "It is for a boy, I take it," she chuckled, much to Faveonn's shock. The younger girl attempted to dissuade Emalia from her conclusion, but it had already been drawn, and Emalia would not budge. "It's all right," Emalia assured her cousin as her fingers teased the ends of Faveonn's mass of unruly curls, training them down about the girls' shoulders and down her back. "I won't say a word, though honestly, you don't have to be ashamed. I started dating when I was about your age."

A small smile broke her slipped into place before she turned eyes up to her cousin.

"Is he nice?"

"I think so... but I don't really know him..." Admittedly, Faveonn knew absolutely nothing about Gavael. She did not even really think his invitation could really be considered a date for all she liked to think of it as one.

"Well, if he gives you any trouble, just send Mayfly to Ciri and I, and we'll come over. Where are you meeting tonight?"

"The dining hall," Faveonn explained nervously.

"And does he have a name?"

Hesitation answered Emalia before Faveonn finally replied, "Yes." Yet she did not supply the nosy harper with a name.

A chuckle rumbled out from Emalia. "That's fine, you don't have to tell me. I'm sure I'll find out any ways," she answered as she slipped her fingers into the thick tresses and gave them that final scrunching lift to intensify the volume of them. "There, I think you're ready."

Slowly, Faveonn gathered herself to her feet, and regarded herself in the mirror. There, she saw a stranger, a young woman with dark painted lips, blushing cheeks, and a head of wild crimps and curls, Her body flowed with a grace she had never known herself to have, and for the first time she saw herself not as a girl, but as a young woman.

"You look lovely, Fav. I'm sure you'll knock him dead, whoever he is. Just... be yourself."

She gave her cousin a nod as she reached for Mayfly, returning the green to her shoulder. Though she knew she did not require the firelizard, Mayfly provided her with a sense of comfort and familiarity in a rather unfamiliar situation.

"All right. I'm off, but you have fun tonight. We'll talk more later... maybe share details about our little dates-"

Just as Emalia finished speaking, there was a gentle rap at the door.

"Oh, guess they're here," Emalia giggled as she walked over to the door.

Faveonn reached out to stop her, but before she could, the harper turned the knob and opened the door, revealing Gavael on the other side.

Wide silver eyes greeted the healer only to offer him a devilish smirk. "Just so you know, you'd better treat her well, or I'll have your hide, Gav." Stepping back, she pulled the door open the rest of the way, revealing the well dressed visitor who stood before Gavael, frozen in surprise.
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Wed Aug 07, 2019 9:18 pm

For some reason, Gavael could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and he honestly wasn't sure why. Sure, Faveonn was cute, but he barely even knew her. Was he nervous because of that? or was he nervous that since she was new, he had to make a good first impression for himself and the Hall? Shaking his head, he told himself to knock it off. There was no sense in thinking like that. It was just dinner.She didn't know anyone else, and he felt as though she needed someone to talk to, and show her the ropes while she was here, even if it was only for a little while.

Taking a deep breath, he tried to force himself to calm down. Now, the young man knew that probably wasn't the best thing he could have done, but he didn't want to look stupid. What would Faveonn think if he showed up, acting all weird. Surely, that would make things awkward, and that was the last thing Gavael needed. In his opinion, this was one of the best places ever, and he wanted to make sure that other people got the chance to see that when they were visiting. How would hebe able to do that if things were awkward? The answer was quiet simple to him, it wouldn't work out the way he hoped if he did not keep himself semi calm.

As he rapped his knuckles gently on her door, he once again found himself taking a deep, hopefully calming, breath. Although, that didn't last long once the door opened, and he saw a familiar face. No words could form at first, so the young man just kind of stood there, grey eyes starring at the only other person who made his heart race, but this time, he already knew why.

Before he could even say anything, Ema spoke to him and he frowned a moment. Did his friend really think he was to hurt this young woman? Obviously Ema wasn't worried about him physically hurting Faveonn, but still. It was just dinner, how was anyone going to get hurt over that?

Even though only a moment had passed, he finally managed to nod just before Ema stepped out oft he way, revealing the young healer. Smiling softly he said, "You look nice. Ready to go get something to eat?" Grey eyes moved between the two girls, hoping that nothing else was going to take him by surprise. He pretty much done with surprises for the time being.
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