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              Nodding, she shifted her arms, moving her cloak enough to allow for movement, ready to walk.

               ❝Ahh, I am afraid not. There are few if any major cities in this land, at least not to the scale of the west. This village is larger than many, but it if you are looking for larger settlements, the city around No Man’s Castle is the closest this country has to a major hub.❞

    ❝ If you like. ❞    &&. for a stranger his countenance ( though against all odds proven quite capable of animate expression ) will remain pristine – a void devoid of emotion apparent.

    ❝ Kers– Then would this be a major city? ❞

               She closed her hand into a tight fist, allowing it to fall to her side and hide within the sleeve of her cloak. The huntress was normally well-versed in the cultures of other kingdoms, as well as their traditions and religions, but this name was not a familiar one to her.

               ❝The name is not familiar, though Falnery is too a Goddess. Is Etro a deity of the south?❞

     Those tongues of fire danced like lovers within her eyes, making their ruby luster coaelesce into amber. She didn’t bring forth any of her spells yet, though she remained cautious. 

     “’Falnery’…?” Now Rem knew she wasn’t in Rubrum anymore. Despite that, she asked the lady on a whim: “Are they any relation to the goddess Etro?”

               Quietly, she takes a seat on the edge of the flat roof of a coastal inn. Legs hanging over the edge, she stares out to the ocean, it’s cold breeze emulating how she was feeling that night. She let out a sigh, watching as ships in the distance were dimly lit to show that they were coming into port.

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               With a twist of her fingers, two strands of a red flame formed in her hand, swirling into a helix. The action served as reinforcement for the words that would follow. ❝—I am a child of Falnery, yes.❞

      “… Is fire magic usually your weapon of choice?” 

name: anabella noire nicknames: ana, hothead, previously “mimi” by alden gender: female age: 47 date of birth: 30th of july spoken languages: english, various dialects of kirsteine, the tongue of the wild witches romantic preference: panromantic sexual preference: pansexual occupation: queen, former huntress criminal record: alleged treason to another kingdom’s king disorders: previously depression eye color: jade hair color: obsidian height: 5′5″ scars: see below. burns: many, all self-inflicted; she is able to defend herself from flames. overweight: nope. underweight: nope. color: lilac food: venison drink: kirsteine ale candy: southern sweet orbs (only the south can grow sugar cane) had sex: yes; she had a child had sex in public: once, but all of the townspeople were at a festival. gotten pregnant: yes kissed a boy: her late husband kissed a girl: she and liza share platonic kisses as best friends & allies gotten tattoos: no gotten piercings: yes smoked / drank / done drugs: certain herbal mixes during missions / yes / no had a broken heart: only the kind that death can give you. been in love: once. needed surgery: nothing that she could not cauterise herself. stayed up for more than 24 hours: yes; such was necessary on the “road”. a virgin: no. a cuddler: yes. a kisser: when she trusts someone absolutely. scared easily: no. jealous easily: no. trustworthy: yes. single: widowed. in a relationship: widowed. considered mean: no.. harmed themselves: yes. thought of suicide: no. attempted suicide: no. wanted to kill someone: yes. has also killed on orders. have / had a job: previously huntress, now queen. fears: lochlan, aikane dying siblings: she refers to liza as her sister; beyond this, all women of the castle are her sisters, but none as much as liza. parents: iori ( father, deceased ),  mako ( mother, deceased ) other: none. children: aikane pet(s): numerous “domesticated” dire wolves protect her from would-be assassins. they respond only to ana & liza.

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               //Delivers a swift motherly punt to your rear.

               Turning, Ana opted to walk alongside the stranger, keeping a few feet of distance between herself and the other, taking note of his decision to stay silent. ❝I apologise for my abruptness, though I should like to walk with you for now if that is acceptable. I like to make a habit of meeting those who enter Kirsteine.❞

Ah, he didn’t expect to be addressed;; acquaintance or no, he’s only passing through. Still, he’ll nod to her in slight greeting.

               ❝A jeweler’s? Certainly. If I recall correctly, there is a smithy nearby who specialises in trinkets. Might I accompany you, Ser?❞

     ❝ Kirsteine?  … Chance.      Though I– would you…      be able to direct me to a jeweler? ❞

               ❝Good day, stranger. I do not believe I have made your acquaintance.❞

               ❝—Hello, Ser. What brings you to Kirsteine?❞

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