Naturally she didn't enjoy it when her body betrayed her. She prided herself with being unreadable and then this guy came along and her body just refused to hide what she was feeling. It was slightly annoying.
She tilted her head in thought. "Well, that then comes down to personal preference. You can use whatever sword and length you want, so maybe some prefer different lengths," she explained. Listening to him go on about her swords, it was clear what he was trying to do and she pouted slightly. "You are just demanding for me to buy this sword, aren't you?" she asked before chuckling slightly, "You sure it's a good idea to make a drow even more deadly?" She was fairly sure most people would disagree.
Him caressing her cheek made her flush slightly as she looked at him, her pout only growing. "Alright alright, I'll get the damn sword," she gave in, mostly because she knew he would buy it for her and she didn't want him spending even more money on her than he already had.
Strapping the new sword to her hip as they left the store, she thought on what else they could do. "Not sure, maybe fill up on some herbs and whatnot? Rations for traveling for when we are done with the mages?" she suggested with a shrug. Naturally she hoped that it wouldn't take too long to get rid of the tattoo.
She really didn't like when her body betrayed all of her answers. He found himself growing dearer to those reactions every day. He chuckled a little bit in the end, though he couldn't deny it had craftsmanship and decoration nailed down. He thought on what she said and shook his head a little bit. "The few drow I mentioned seeing did also use two weapons, but again they were not of the same length, like you are able."He explained and he noticed the two distinct weapon, "Well more or less, one of those is a hunk of metal."He did hope she would consider buying this piece though. "It doesn't make you stronger, it puts a block on your abilities when you are trying to use those two different kinds of weapons. If you were more strict in using this new blade, for example, and your actual sword,"He made reference to the one that wasn't off of the orcs, "you would be more balanced, the weapons would flow better, you would flow better." It was a sight to imagine since she already seemed to be capable enough, if she was even better. Still in the end he couldn't resist as his hand lightly caressed her cheek for a moment. "I think you should get the weapon, or I will do so for you."He teased as he went back to get his own weapon back.
After their business at the blacksmith was complete he left the store with her and let out a small breath. "Anything else that you can think of?" It seemed all that would be left was to retire to their room if she didn't think of something.
She rolled her eyes at what he said. "Well, this fair drow doesn't care for what is typical," she pointed out, giving him a look, "Besides, I believe a drow doesn't typically enter these shops to begin with." Seeing him grin again, it did irk her slightly, since she knew he knew that he had gotten to her.
Shrugging, she looked at her old sword. "You just need to be strong enough. Besides, it does strengthen your muscles," she reminded him before looking to him, "It is? I mean we are all taught this skill. You never know when you might need to defend yourself against several attackers." She supposed that this was more a drow quality than a human one.
Him asking and giving that scanning look made it clear what he was thinking. "I liked the craftsmanship," she simply replied, "Decoration has nothing to do with my decision." A small ting of pink on her cheeks might have told him that that wasn't entirely true.
Listening to her he managed a small chuckle. "It's not typical to skewer people in shops above ground, my fair drow." Of course he had no idea about how often it might happen in her home underground. He smiled though that she actually did start using humor, it showed she came a long way on such a short journey. He clearly didn't fail to catch her reddening cheeks as his smile turned into a grin. He did nod once more, removing his hands from her and standing to the side. "I'm more impressed you use the hunks of junk you find and still manage to keep yourself somewhat balanced. The fact that you could use two blades of the same length is unique." Normally one was smaller. "I do think that weapon quite compliments you, and it looks well crafted..was there a particular reason you were drawn to it?" Clearly at the end he was teasing as his eyes loomed on the gem in the blade then back to her eyes a small grin on his face.
Perhaps it was something that was innate to women in general, human or otherwise, that made her relax slightly during shopping. It helped that there were few other customers and that those were busy with other things. Naturally she had eyed them upon entering, but had dropped the constant surveillance which was normal for her. Perhaps it was also that here what you were didn't quite matter, but more what skill you had?
Sensing someone approach, she did tensen slightly before she felt his touch and she instantly recognized it as his. It sent a small shiver up and down her spine as she kept her gaze on the weapon. "You're lucky that I have control or you might be skewered," she pointed out before feeling his hand on her waist, "What are you doing? Maybe I should reconsider stabbing you?" While she said it calmly and mostly humored, she did feel herself blush lightly.
"You think it's a good weapon for me?" she inquired, trying to turn back the conversation to something proper and shrugged, "If the situation demands it I am more than skilled at two swords." Naturally, while she found the sword beautiful, she didn't really consider, if she wished to buy it or not.
After a few moments he noticed she'd taken it upon herself to wander throughout this shop, he hadn't actually seen her so..well free of prejudice, she wasn't eyeing people, neither were they looking to her, not that there were many currently here. She seemed to be just shopping for a weapon and not looking over her shoulder, was it because she thought he would be? Of course he was doing so, but he wondered if this was an example he could use. For now he just wanted to have some fun with her in between the isles.
He approached her from the side stepping behind her as his hand touched her waist, soon finding the back of her arm, currently holding the weapon, and tracing along the back of her arm to the hand that had the weapon in it, his fingers lingering on her's "Seems a fitting weapon for you..quick, sharp, light."The hand not on her's finding the other side of her waist. He was probably having some fun with her, but at the same time just enjoying this. "Do you typically use two weapons?" He wondered if she'd replace both or just get the new one.
She gave a thoughtful nod. It was possible. Since she usually only went into blacksmith shops to sell items, not to buy so she didn't often stop at the windows or wears to look what was available.
The question on what she would prefer for a weapon made her pause. She honestly hadn't thought about it too much. "I'm not sure. I suppose something that would play to my strengths," she pointed out, since it made the most sense to think strategically. Most of her thoughts were strategic, as she wasn't one to spend a lot of money on things.
When they entered the store she didn't immediately start browsing. Only when he went to the blacksmith to hand his sword to be sharpened and began browsing did she do the same. Since she hadn't been attacked yet, she assumed the owner hadn't seen her come in or was too occupied with him to notice her appearance completely.
Wandering the aisles of the shop, she had to say she was impressed by the amount of selection they had. Slowly she walked along the shelves. What would she get, if she actually spent on money on these things? Since she was fast it made sense to get a light weapon, but sturdy. Then her gaze fell on a thin and fine sword. The hilt was adorned with a small jewel that had the color of her eyes. It was clearly made with a female in mind, but not just for decoration like many others were. Gently she picked it up to inspect it. It was fairly light, but the glint alone told her that it was deadly. "This is a fine piece of craftsmanship," she muttered softly, inspecting it further.
"Well..it may be so, it could also be that he displays his best, and sells otherwise."He pointed out, though honestly he had no idea, this town wasn't a main visit of his. For all his talk about the mages being able to help, he didn't particularly want to hang around either, it was just that he wasn't afraid to. "I find myself still being curious as to what you would pick as a fresh weapon, seems you only use scavenged one's." At least, she had her dagger and her ..well hunk of metal that seemed to resemble a sword that she had gotten from some orcs. He knew she liked to make do, but some things were just inefficient, making things harder for herself probably something she also did, however unconsciously.
Once they were inside he did find himself browsing among the creations and such before approaching the blacksmith to put in his sword to get sharpened. He hoped that wouldn't come back to bite him, after all he normally tried to do these things himself, but not when he was with company. Still, how the blacksmith would react to a drow was also something to be seen. He watched Briza now, wondering what she would pick out.
It was kind of nice to be in a room after so much traveling. It wasn't that she needed it, but once in a blue moon it was nice to have some comfort around you. She looked over to him when he sat down and they began to eat. Food not prepared by themselves was something nice as well. Hearing what he said about mages, she gave a shrug. "You never know," she replied, still the idea of being a guinea pig to the mages being something she was not overly affectionate about.
For obvious reasons she wasn't too hungry and ate a bit, but when he was done she ended her meal as well. "Very well," she replied with a nod as she got up to grab her own weapon, "Ready." She locked their room before making their way downstairs and outside. The weather was actually really nice, sunny, but not too warm.
Looking around the street, she spotted the blacksmith a bit further down. In his window he had a nice variety of weapons. "At least it looks like he is good at his craft," she said before moving inside.
It seemed that she was easy to prod, which was fun sometimes. He supposed by all accounts he shouldn't be focusing on the future, now was just as important anyway, and she had enough to worry about. He walked over and sat down as well, at the very least being in the inn room and being in more relaxed clothes was a relief. He began to eat as well and he looked at her as she worried further about the mages. "I know they are not all that great, but still I doubt they would be very similar to mages you know from your own culture."He doubted also that it would be a great comfort to hear that either.
He ate his food quickly enough and looked out of the window, "I'm sure we will have time enough to get to the blacksmith and leisurely enjoy a meal."He offered to her, which they really were able to do, but now that they were about to go to the blacksmith he picked up his sword as well, strapping it on his belt. "Ready to go?" Perhaps weapons would keep her mind off of mages.
It was true that it was unlikely that anyone heard him, but it was still awkward and embarrassing to hear him speak it allowed. She clearly remembered that time. Kind of hard not to.
He definitely got into his head a lot. At least she thought so she noticed it quite a few times. That he really thought of her the entire time she doubted, since it was clear he loved to simply tease her. Hearing what he said, she blushed slightly, though tilted her head so it cuddled against is hand. "I swear I will figure out a way to stop blushing every time you say stuff like that," she muttered, wishing a little that he didn't have that power over her. The thought of him yelling it about the streets made her hit him in the side of the leg with her fist, not that that actually hurt him, though didn't speak, knowing that he wouldn't do something like that.
Him teasing her again made her pout as she stood up, moving over to grab his money belt to take some coins from it. As the inn owner already knew what she was and that she was here she saw no reason she couldn't do that. Still, she opened the door carefully to see one of the servers from downstairs. Taking the tray of food, she paid and closed the door again. She sat down on the bed and placed the food between them. "Eat up," she said, taking a piece of bread for herself, "It starts tomorrow..." Her thoughts were still on the mages.
Her reaction to what he said was a little priceless, as if anyone had really been listening to them. It was a little sad to see her get so many looks just for being a drow, surely more than a handful were around, but not much more. Still he could only chuckle to himself as he apparently embarrassed her by just speaking. Once they were back in the room he had clearly gotten lost in his head once more, did he do that often? He couldn't really tell since he was the one losing himself in the thoughts. As he looked down to her eyes, something he was glad she began to do on her own, something she used to not believe mattered. His hand raised up and stroked her cheek for a moment. "Oh..you know..just how adorable you become at the mention of something indecent."He chuckled to himself, clearly pleased with how red he made her earlier. "I do believe I didn't go about yelling it around town..still..maybe I should."He teased more, more to her level anyway, she obviously would assume he wouldn't do something like that. There was a knock on the door and he narrowed his eyes slightly,"Oh no...our food has arrived and here you are in such a position..shall I tell them to come in?"He grinned down at her. At the very least, he didn't try to actively lie, he'd just rather talk about these less serious and fun things than the more serious things going through his head. He couldn't regret meeting her at this point, and he was sure he wouldn't regret helping her either, but did he seem crazy for doing so for someone he's traveled with for such a short length? Granted all they have had time to do was talk.
When he said that she looked to him confused, clearly not understanding the innuendo. He didn't pay for her or anything so she could hardly be considered a lady of any sort to follow a lord. It became very apparent when she realized what he meant as her face turned a shade of red that it had never before taken. "Are you... Are you insane?" she stammered and clapped a hand over his mouth, clearly him speaking about such things in public was too much for her.
When she was sure he would say more about the topic, she released his mouth and continued to follow him to the inn, trying to ignore the gaze of the town's people. "That's good," she replied with a nod, liking the idea that she wouldn't have to go to a public bath.
She pouted at the jab about her weapons. "We're not going to run across any new ones any time soon. Besides, I have done that before and I'm not taking your money for it," she retorted stubbornly. By now he should know that she didn't like him spending money on her. She probably couldn't get the best service with the money she had, but it would be good enough hopefully.
Once in the room, she too dropped her bag on the bed as she inspected the room as she often did. It wasn't quite as manic as before, but it was a routine. When that was taken care of she looked to him to see him in thought. Feeling like teasing slightly, she moved to her knees to kneel in front of him, resting her head on his lap as she looked up at him with her blue eyes. "What are you thinking of?" she asked, "Should we get going? The blacksmith might still be open and then go for some food." She could always bath in the evening or the morning.
He did begin to see opportunities to tease her now a small grin forming on his face. "On the contrary, I made you a lady did I not? A maiden you are no longer." He perhaps gave her a certain sultry look as he said this, seeming to be unable to relent today. He walked towards an inn and looked o her. "Well you'll be happy to know then, there are tubs in the rooms."He supposed that would take care of a lot of her issue with being out and around in human places. Though he looked at her and rose an eyebrow. "Oh? You'd like your weapons taken care of? No longer just going to pluck the next pointiest thing off whoever you can find?"He wondered what sparked it, when he offered to get her proper weapons she refused, but she would manage the ones she owned now apparently. He knew she didn't like accepting things from him, but he didn't know where the line was really drawn.
Proceeding into the inn he got them a room and found it for them, dropping off his pack and some gear he didn't want to tote around the city. He let out a small breath as he sat down. Thinking on things he wondered how she would act after she had control over her own life, what she'd do or where she would want to go. He figured he would be somewhat involved, however he still had no idea how much of a future she looked to with him in it or if she even did. Was he wrong to wonder? Did he feel too strongly? He couldn't tell.
In a way it had sort of become a ritual of sorts. He would make her blush and pout only to point it out and tease her about it. It was a strange back and forth that the two had created.
Hearing him use that tone, she nudged him with her elbow. "Stop that. That just sounds weird. I hardly qualify as a lady," she replied, not sure what to make of that, "I just thought it might be nice for you to live with your people for a bit."
The village was nicer than she had expected, but in a way that was a good surprise. She still didn't feel comfortable with being around humans, but it was better than last time. "Yeah, a room and food. I would like a bath and maybe someone can look at my weapons," she answered with a shrug, having an urge for very sharp weapons after meeting the mages, "We can only stay a night and then go back to camping. I imagine it isn't cheap to stay at an inn for so long." She supposed they would figure it out, but surely he would enjoy a real bed for a day or two.
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