"189...190...191...192..."

Within a somewhat secluded forest clearing outside of Oak City, Ko was filling the air with sounds of his strained voice counting off repetitions. It had been some time since his battle with Erebus, and he had come away from the spar with a clear idea of his shortcomings. As was his nature, Ko couldn't stop himself from training to overcome them, and thus here he was. Nantosuelta, his trusted partner, lounged on an enormous stone nearby, bathing in the sun.

He'd been training nonstop since sunrise, and already the sun was starting to climb to the highest point. At the moment he was training his strength, having tied bundles of large weights to a long rod and resting the rod on his shoulders while squatting up and down in place. As was typical when Ko trained, he'd shed his upper body clothing early on to avoid getting it soaked with sweat. His muscles were on clear display, and the sheen from the sun overhead was distinct.

"I still don't understand what the point of all that...moving around is." Nantosuelta commented from the sidelines, peering at Ko from her lounging spot. "All that exertion seems rather pointless." Ko couldn't help but roll his eyes, continuing to count under his breath. When he hit 200, he dropped the weights and stood up straight, stretching his back out. "Of course you'd say that. I swear you're more Cat than Dragon sometimes. If I ever find out the Flamewyrm equivalent of silvervine I'm keeping some on me at all times."

Nantosuelta huffed loudly, sending out a puff of smoke. "Such disrespect. It isn't my fault your pitiful human body fails you. Though, I suppose I can't call it strictly human anymore, can I?" She was clearly commenting on his Dragon Slayer status, but Ko was convinced. Certain things might have been different, but as he looked down at his body, he could only frown. "Someday maybe. For now, I'm still subpar." His somber mood didn't last long, however, as he quickly smirked back at Nantosuelta, striking a pose that showed off his abdominals. "Still, I can't deny I look pretty good for subpar."

That got a bit of a chuckle out of Nantosuelta, who went back to sunning herself. "You have your good points, Ko, but I wouldn't call your looks one of them. You're closer to a wild beast than a majestic dragon." Ko sputtered indignantly. "Shows what you know, Nan. Ladies love the wild beast aesthetic." "If you say so, Ko." "Hmph. I do say so." If you'd accused Ko of pouting, he'd deny it, but you wouldn't be wrong either.

Oblivious to the presence of someone else nearby, Ko was still entirely focused on his training routine.  Or, more specifically, he was focused on his partner's complete lack of interest in training at all.  He could understand that she was accustomed to a lazy lifestyle where she only exerted herself when absolutely necessary, but things weren't the same as they were when he and Nantosuelta first began travelling together.  They needed to be ready for anything.  A mischievous grin crossed Ko's features, and he stroked his chin while he assessed Nan's lounging features.  "You know Nan, I didn't notice until you got out in the light like this, but have you put on weight?"  The lazy motion of Nantosuelta's breathing stopped for half a moment, and she craned her neck to glare at Ko.

"Oh, yeah, definitely.  It's all that bear you've been eating.  You know they gorge on honey all the time."  Ko's tone seemed genuine enough, but the shit-eating grin on his face belied his intention to rile Nantosuelta up.  She even knew as much, having become accustomed to Ko's personality, but that didn't stop what was coming.  "So I'm getting fat am I!?  I can still take you on, you brutish little man!"  She was already getting up from her place on the stone, the corner of her mouth lifted in a grin that would have scared the pants off anyone who didn't know mannerisms.  "Prove it you lazy lizard!"

Just like that, the match was on.  Nantosuelta charged at Ko in a flurry, crossing the space between more quickly than Ko could move at a sprint.  Naturally she wasn't actually trying to hurt him, as that'd be counter productive, but that didn't mean she was afraid to toss him around.  Rather than attack with her talons she buffeted Ko with her wings, using the surprising amount of strength in them to send the young man flying without hurting him too badly.  To his credit Ko took the blow with ease, falling into a roll that broke his fall and left him on his feet.  Wasting no time he charged back in, a violet magic circle forming under his feet and sending him rocketing forward quickly.

The two of them wrestled back and forth like this for some time, both trying to gain an upper hand but neither clearly going so far as to injure the other.  Ko was hanging from Nantosuelta's neck, grinning madly, when the wind changed and he caught a whiff of something in the air.  He'd been in the clearing long enough to know the smells of everything there, but this was too unusual.  It smelled like fresh rain, and honeysuckles.  More importantly, it smelled like a person.  Patting Nantosuelta on the side of her neck he let go, and scanned the tree line.  "Its not polite to watch someone without announcing yourself.  I might get the wrong idea."  Nantosuelta, despite having not noticed the extra presence, was on guard as well, standing at her full 3 meter height.

Ko immediately saw something drop out of one of the nearby trees, its true shape hidden by the shade. His guard was up, naturally, but as the figure left the treeline and became visible, he had difficulty hiding his surprise. During his time in Fiore Ko had happened upon some interesting characters. Some of them had been physically imposing; that barbarian Ragnar came to mind in that regard. This woman, however, still took him by surprise. She was tall. She had to be at least 2 meters tall, at least a full head and shoulders above him.

"Holy shit you're tall." The words just fell out of his mouth unbidden, not that he would have stopped them had he possessed the presence of mind to do so. Only Nantosuelta seemed immune to the newcomer's appearance, slackening her defensive posture at the sight of the elven woman. It took Ko a few moments to realize she'd spoken to them; to both of them in fact, going so far as to rattle of some kind of language Ko had never heard towards Nantosuelta. The Flamewyrm seemed surprised, only to begin preening almost immediately.

"Finally, someone who knows how to show some proper respect. Leave it to the forest people to uphold some decorum." Nantosuelta even went so far as to sit up a little higher, emphasizing her regal posture. Ko groaned out loud. "Great, now I'm gonna be dealing with this all day." The Flamewyrm really did have an enormous ego. Ko was about to say something when the woman said something about 'not being afraid', but then he was cut short by the appearance of a snow vulpix. Immediately, Ko's mind went to Winter, and Rinni. A whisper of guilt slithered through his head at the memory, but he shunted it aside. No point in agonizing over things now; what's done is done.

Seeing as she was finally addressing Ko directly, he watched as she ran her hand through her hair, and he immediately realized why Nantosuelta liked her so much. He couldn't be sure yet, but he had the feeling the two of them were more similar than not. Smirking, Ko decided to play along. "Well, even if I did mind I guess I couldn't blame you. I do make quite the spectacle." His bluster was met with a derisive snort from Nantosuelta, which he promptly ignored. "You know you're the second woman I've met out in the middle of nowhere accompanied by one of those cute little guys." Ko gestured at the snow vulpix, giving the skittish thing a finger wave. "I'm Ko Lesalt, by the way. And if you're gonna be watching me run around with my shirt off you should at least tell me your name."

Ko knew, perhaps better than anyone else, the sort of creature that Nantosuelta was. Though their time together had mellowed her out, she was first and foremost a prideful being to the point of arrogance. It was egregious enough that Ko still didn't understand why Nantosuelta listened to him as intently as she did. After all, while she might give him back talk at the slightest opportunity, she accepted his instructions in battle without complaint. Yet watching as the elven woman held her hand out towards Nantosuelta, Ko could see that the Flamewyrm's arrogance hadn't diminished nearly as much as he'd thought.

It was clear that this 'Mythal' was asking if she could lay her hand on the Flamewyrm; Ko did the same thing often, and Nantosuelta was almost always accepting. However, unlike her behavior with Ko, rather than placing her head in the elf's reach in silent acceptance of her touch, she extended one of her wings, pressing the soft hide against Mythal's palm with surprising elegance for such a large creature. Looking at the entire display from the outside, it was clearly more akin to a Lord or the like granting a favor to a subject, rather than someone accepting affection from an equal. Ko could see in Nantosuelta's face just how much she was enjoying the entire thing too. He couldn't help but shake his head.

"Hey name is Nan-" "Nantosuelta, Wyrmlord of Fatal Peak." The Flamewyrm cut in before Ko could shorten her name like he always did, and she even shot him an incredibly smug look, proving undoubtedly that she was enjoying the reverence of this strange elf. "Son vhellem, esha'lin or Dalish." Ko's eyebrows shot up on his forehead. "Wait, you speak elf Nan? You never told me that!" Nantosuelta hummed loudly, the sound more akin to a purr than anything else, looking incredibly pleased with herself. "And why wouldn't I? The children of the forest were much more respectful than any human I ever met."

Ko groaned, rubbing a hand through his hair. She was really going to be insufferable after getting all this pampering. Looking back to this Mythal woman, Ko shook his head and crossed his arms over his still bare chest. "Nah, its just me and Nan. I've got a friend here in town but we don't travel together like me and Nan do. We're just here for work." As much as Ko was trying to keep his wary posture up, he couldn't stop his eyes from wandering the more he looked at this elven woman. There was a lot to look at. How the hell was she so tall? "What about you? You native? I wouldn't think so, considering I haven't met an elf once since coming to Fiore."

The conversation between Mythal and Nan just seemed to continue after their odd connection, with Ko simply standing to the side as the two exchanged words in some foreign tongue.  Mythal, in fact, said something to Nan right before looking pointedly at Ko, and judging from the subtle chuckle it elicited from Nantosuelta, Ko couldn't help but smolder a bit.  "Why do I feel like you just said something about me?"  Nan looked in Ko's direction as well, mirth dancing in her eyes.  "Is onhar em la'var son."  "Oi!  Stop that!"  

Nantosuelta was practically tittering at this point, her entire body shaking with poorly concealed mirth.  It was bad enough when she traded barbs with him normally, now she was exchanging barbs against him with an ally in a foreign tongue!  "Yeah yeah, laugh it up."  Blessedly, the elven woman continued speaking in Fioran again, but rather than speak to him she seemed to be pointedly addressing Nantosuelta instead.  What was going on here?  It was as if some forest spirit had appeared out of nowhere to try and seduce his companion away from him.  Ko met her eyes evenly when she turned to look at him, watching silently as she looked back to Nan with a serious expression.

Nantosuelta, on the other hand, had since stopped laughing, and leveled a similarly serious gaze at Mythal in turn.  Even if Ko was oblivious to the struggles of the people, Nan knew, at least in passing, and understood why Mythal was asking.  "Is myan ghilan'him banal'vhen.  I might even say that between you and Ko, they wouldn't know who to grab first."  Taking a bit of pity on Ko, Nantosuelta switched back to Fioran for his benefit, which left Ko looking confused.  "What?  Who would grab me over her?  Are we talking about bounty hunters, cause there's no way anyone would even notice my face if it was next to hers."  Rather than answer him, Nantosuelta stepped away from Mythal and bumped her snout right into Ko's chest, looking him in the face.  "I'm hungry.  Take me into town for food.  She can come to."

Ko's jaw actually fell open as he struggled to find words.  Nantosuelta had never been this straightforward about anything.  She always talked around issues, and she never asked for anything.  After a moment, all Ko could do was close his mouth and take a deep breath.  He looked at Mythal again, and this time he really looked.  Who was this woman that could connect with his closest friend so easily?   His eyes dipped a little lower, and he sighed heavily.  Maybe everyone would be distracted by the walking fertility statue.  "Seriously, where the hell did you come from?  Fine, I can't exactly say no since Nan is asking.  Any requests?"

Shemlen. That word definitely sounded like some kind of slur; it certainly wasn't anything flattering. Ko was almost certain of it. He ought to be irritated she was continuing to use words she knew he didn't understand. Instead, Ko found his ears suddenly felt very hot. Why was that, he wondered? Certainly it couldn't have had anything to do with the tone of the woman's voice, or the posture she'd taken while speaking that seemed to emphasize some of her natural attributes. It was a testament to Ko's temperament that even though his ears were turning red, the sour expression on his face persisted. "Again with the elf words. I can already tell this is going to be a thing all day."

Still grumbling somewhat, Ko climbed up onto Nantosuelta's back before turning to Mythal and holding out a hand. "Walking would take too long, so since Nan wants to go eat so bad she can carry us both there." Normally carrying two people would be too much for Nantosuelta, but it wasn't like they had to go too far. It'd likely be a few minutes at most. "Just try not to fall off on the way, alright?" Ko remembered how difficult it was to get used to riding on Nantosuelta's back at first; there was a lot more motion than one would expect. Of course, once Mythal finally climbed up, the close proximity they'd need to endure was an extra obstacle Ko hadn't anticipated. As Nantosuelta lifted off into the air, Ko did his best to keep his eyes on anything other than what little of Mythal he could see from his position.

The more that this woman interacted with him, the more Ko was beginning to come to the conclusion that she was dangerous. Not so much in the sense that she could physically harm him or Nan; after watching the way she moved, the posture she held, he was convinced that any physical confrontation would end thoroughly in his favor. No, what Mythal was could only be called a mystery. Even worse, she was a distracting mystery. Ko had enough trouble with impulsive thoughts, he didn't need to have an extra set centering around some elf woman he'd just met.

Even so, he couldn't help but speak up as they were flying. "You people eat meat and stuff like that, right? You're not vegetarian? I feel like I heard something like that somewhere." Since Nan was flying lower and slower than usual, making conversation was much easier than it would have been normally.

The moment that Mythal climbed up onto Nantosuelta's back behind Ko, he realized that he'd placed himself in a very compromised position.  It was as if every sensory nerve in his body suddenly switched focus to the soft mounds pressing into his neck and shoulders.  Immediately Ko's back stiffened like he'd been turned to stone, and he refused to react at all.  He could practically hear his Mother's voice screaming about indecency from beyond the grave.  To make matters worse, Mythal had absolutely no mercy, going so far as to wrap her arms around his waist.

If it had been anyone else Ko would have made the reasonable assumption that she was simply ensuring she wouldn't fall off.  After all, this sort of posture was standard when riding double on any kind of mount.  Somehow, however, Ko couldn't help but feel like she was doing all of this on purpose.  Her tone certainly seemed to indicate that she was, if those honey-sweet words were any indication.  Even with Nantosuelta in flight, Ko was surrounded by the scent of honeysuckles and rain.  If he weren't so tense, he probably would have found it rather relaxing.

Thankfully, her response to his question about meat gave him something to focus on aside from the melons resting on his shoulders.  "Yeah, well, I've been finding that people in Fiore are pretty foolish.  Its practically a standard at this point."  As he spoke, Nantosuelta cleared the denser part of the forest, gaining a bit of height as they closed in on Oak City proper.  Ko couldn't help but smile at the sight, and just a little bit at Mythal's reaction to the view.  He definitely agreed with her on that end; flying with Nan was probably his favorite thing to do.

Of course, as he was enjoying himself, he suddenly felt Mythal's breathy whisper against his ear, and his entire body jolted in surprise.  He slapped a hand over his ear, turning to look at the elf over his shoulder, a clear line of red starting to climb up his neck.  "Shedayya's tits woman!  Are you trying to kill me!?"  Nantosuelta craned her neck a bit out of curiosity, only to pout a bit at the antics going on between Ko and Mythal.

Without any further warning, Nantosuelta dropped into a shallow dive, approaching the ground shockingly fast.  Thankfully Ko was well accustomed to such maneuvers, so when the Flamewyrm pulled up and touched down on the street outside of a building fashioned out of a tree trunk, he was hardly rattled at all.  "Whatever's in there smells good, Ko.  I want to eat from here."  Once all the wind died down, Ko could smell some kind of spice in the air, making his mouth water.  "Smells good to me."  He hopped down quickly, trying and failing to stop the burning of his ears.  Ko really was a boisterous young man, but his defenses against this sort of thing really seemed weak.

Nantosuelta preened smugly under Mythal's attention after she dismounted, looking supremely pleased with herself. If Ko hadn't known any better, he'd almost think that Nan was starved for attention somehow, but he knew it was just because she enjoyed being treated like she was important. Even he, despite being away of her predilections, would capitulate if he needed to cajole her into doing something. Mythal, it seemed, was willing to do so for even the smallest of favors. Maybe she was just the kind of woman who enjoyed spoiling people. "This much is nothing for me. A trifle, a mere trifle, esha'lin."

Ko rolled his eyes to himself, but didn't make any move towards the restaurant itself. He watched it expectantly, apparently disregarding the reaction from most of the people inside and out who had been surprised by Nantosuelta's sudden appearance. If anything, Ko had been anticipating this; it wasn't the first time he'd opted to just buy food for both him and Nan after all. When Mythal asked if they'd be eating outside, Ko gave her an incredulous look. "Obviously. We'd never get Nan inside a place that size, and she'd gnaw my scalp off if I just left her out here."

As if on cue, a young man in a waiter's uniform emerged from the interior of the restaurant, looking incredibly nervous. Ko couldn't tell if the man had recognized him or was just afraid of Nantosuelta, but either way it was about the reaction he'd expected. "E-excuse me, uh, c-could I ask you and your...um, dragon to m-move somewhere else? You are disturbing our customers..." "We are customers." "Eh!?" Ko crossed his arms, smirking as the nervous young man tried to maintain composure while throwing glances at Nantosuelta. "I want 10 pounds of whatever meat that is I can smell you cooking in there. Don't worry about making it look pretty, as long as it tastes good. Also some of those skewers I see you serving in there." Ko looked in Mythal's direction, prompting her to order whatever she wanted with his expression.

Both Ko and the Waiter seemed to be taken aback by Mythal's order, though whether it was for the same reason or not nobody could guess. In Ko's case, he was surprised by the fact that she seemed to be ordering some kind of regional cuisine. He had no idea what "Animal Style Fries" were, nor bierocks. Chislics, at least, he recognized. From the look on the Waiter's face, it seemed like he was about to say that they couldn't fill the order, but Ko immediately locked eyes with the man, giving him a look that said 'Shut up and make it work'.

It was strange, after all, seeing Mythal's mannerisms while dealing with the Waiter. When she'd happened upon Ko in the forest she had seemed much more confident. Was she only showing that confidence because Nan had been with him? After all, she had been interacting with the Flamewyrm primarily. "I-I will see what I can so." Ko sneered at the Waiter as the young man scurried back towards the restaurant. "Yeah, you do that." Looking back at Mythal, his sneer turned into a simple smirk. "You sure you can eat all of that? I'd ask where you'd put it all but I think I could hazard a guess." His eyes wandered a bit at that, focusing on her ample hips and chest. As tall as she was, she wasn't skinny in the slightest.

Seeing as Nantosuelta had already settled into a relaxed posture outside the restaurant, Ko leaned up against her flank as he often did when they were at rest. His arms were crossed, and he continued watching Mythal as he turned recent events over in his mind. "So what is your deal? I can tell you've got some hang-ups regarding people, just from your interaction with that waiter. You didn't seem nearly so worried about giving me a hard time." His tone wasn't accusatory, but it was clear he hadn't forgotten her and Nan's teasing from earlier. Ko wasn't the sort to let that kind of ribbing go without reciprocating.

Now that Ko wasn't being subjected to Mythal's flirtations directly, like say having them whispered into his ear, he was able to take her offhand comments more in stride. He was, however, still a bit taken aback at how brazen she could be, despite somehow seeming reluctant to engage with the other people they'd seen so far. Still, Ko was Ko, and he didn't take that sort of teasing without giving back. Smirking, Ko feigned a scandalized expression. "Jumping straight into second base just like that? I should offer tandem rides more often." The Flamewyrm grumbled at his comment, and Ko received a smack across his forehead from her tail in response.

Ko shot the wyrm an indignant look as he rubbed at the spot, but she only glared back. Their little wordless communication was over quickly, as Mythal took a seat of her own and decided to answer Ko's real question in more detail than expected. To say that Ko was shocked to learn about her people's history would be disingenuous. Ko wasn't shocked; he was surprised, certainly, as he hadn't know such practices were happening in Fiore, but it wasn't a shock to learn such an unsavory thing. If Ko had come to learn anything in his recent time travelling about Fiore, it was that there was something wrong with this country.

Naturally, Ko had his own history, but he knew that this wasn't the time to try and share it. For one, he barely knew this woman, and for another he knew it wouldn't help her to know he'd suffered in his own way. Her burdens were her own, and learning that other had them seldom alleviated the weight. Instead he focused on smaller things. "Shemlen, there's that word again. You were calling me that when we first met. I'm guessing its your people's word for "Human" or something, right? Well that explains some things."

Thankfully, it seemed that Waiter had gotten the message earlier, as they didn't have to wait long for him to reappear with Mythal's bottle of spirits in hand. Since the elf was drinking, Ko told the Waiter to bring him something to match as well; he wasn't going to let someone drink in front of him and be left dry. "It might be rude to say it, but I can't say I'm surprised. This country is rotten to the core. The Nobles are void-headed sycophants either lost in empty decadence or pursuing meaningless schemes intended to hoard power and screw each other over. The people aren't much better. Just look at them!" Ko gestured towards the people inside the restaurant who were still stealing glances in their direction; not a single one had left the building since they'd landed.

"They cower at the slightest provocation, crumple in the face of adversity. This country is utterly devoid of strength. The only things worth anything in it are the Guilds, and they're all placid, content with the status quo. Sooner or later something is gonna give." Ko wasn't going to bring up Lucas and the others just yet; it was too soon, and he didn't know this woman well enough yet. If she was telling the truth, however, she might find a way to get what she wants sooner rather than later. It was worth keeping it in mind, at the very least.

Taking a deep breath, Ko let out a loud sigh and forced the somber expression from his face. "Sorry, not exactly a topic for a casual meal, is it? I apologize if I asked an insensitive question. I'll answer one of your own if it'll help keep things even."

Ko was grateful to have something in hand to wet his pallet at last, and he wasn't shy about slaking his thirst either. He drank like a man well accustomed to alcohol; perhaps more accustomed than he ought to be. All the same, he didn't seem ashamed of it at all. It was just a part of who he was now. Her comment about his type coaxed a short bark of laughter from him. "As if a woman like you would need to worry about 'types'. You could wrap anyone around your finger if you wanted, Shem or not. You've already got Nan doting on you; do you have any idea how long it took her to warm up to me?"

Nantosuelta actually looked a bit embarrassed as Ko started to bring up the story of how they met, and she started to grumble in a deceptively cute manner. "It isn't my fault you couldn't take a hint." Ko only grinned in her direction, amused by her refusal to meet his gaze. "She wouldn't say more than two words to me when we first met. And that was all while I was camping out on top of a damn volcano." The Flamewyrm huffed loudly, blowing smoke in Ko's direction. Ko just continued talking. "Besides, not even I know what my 'type' is. Maybe I've secretly been into tall girls all this time?"

Just then the waiter returned with food, placing an enormous platter of grilled meats down in front of Nantosuelta. Unlike a wild beast, she began daintily picking the meat up in her claws, savoring her food. Ko, ironically, showed a bit of decorum as well, taking bites from his skewers with reservation. He did look curiously over at the food Mythal had ordered, chuckling at her declaration that it was fattening. "Like I said, I bet I know exactly where you're putting it."

The flamewyrm hummed smugly at Mythal's comment on her eating manners, lifting her head in a downright haughty posture. "Of course, I am no simple minded beast, unable to savor the quality of my food for fear of scavengers. I eat as I do all things: with leisure." Ko couldn't resist his urge to roll his eyes this time, and shaking his head with a smile on his face. No matter how much he liked Nantosuelta, he couldn't deny that she had an ego the size of the volcano she used to live in.

As their meal continued, Mythal it seemed had no problem continuing the pattern of suggestive comments, and Ko being the sort that he was couldn't help but meet it like it was some sort of challenge. "I can't deny it; I don't think I've seen any of the things you ordered before. Very exotic. Maybe that's appealing all on its own." It was a harmless suggestion, but considering how they'd been going back and forth it had other connotations as well.

At her proposal for an exchange of information, Ko shrugged. It wasn't such a bad trade; he didn't have much to hide anyway. "That's fair. You did explain the whole elf slavery thing." Finishing off his bottle, Ko threw the thing over his shoulder hard, sending it flying well out of sight before it could fall. He crossed his arms, wracking his mind for how to proceed. "...Well I'm not Fioran, as you might have guessed. Father was Caelese, Mother was Joyan. I was born in Caelum. Had twin sisters growing up. Father was an alchemist, Mother tamed beasts. Pretty simple. Then Mother died. After that..."

For a moment, Ko felt like he could tell her what happened, like his acceptance of that darkness in his heart had given it less control over him. But as he opened his mouth to speak, it was like invisible hands clenched around his throat and no voice came out. After several seconds, he let the breathe he'd taken to speak go in a sigh, clenching his jaw. "...Then my sisters died. Then Father died." It was a gross simplification of what had happened, leaving out all detail, but it was the best Ko could express. "I didn't have anything left in Caelum so I burned the house and came to Fiore. Since then I've taken what work I could find, made a name for myself. Got a bounty even, I think it was over 2 million last I looked. Mercenary work has started to get a little empty though, so I've been working with some friends on something more ambitious. Can't talk about that yet. Someday maybe."

Though his mood was somewhat soured after failing to recount the death of his sisters properly, Ko didn't let the feelings linger, forcing them down quickly. "What about you? You talked about Fiore a lot, so you must be a local, yeah?"

Mythal gazed at the sky as the sun was beginning to cover itself and the air began to get cooler. Her eyes shifted to Nan who responded towards her assumptions. She chuckled at the wyrm's attitude and words that she spoke. The air became more serious as she listened to what Ko had to say. He told the story about his sisters, family and it became rather humanly morbid. It was not truly morbid for her, but the story itself could be called such a thing. Her hand rested against her cheek as she tilted it a little, gazing at Ko.

"Aye, I am from Fiore, but that never stopped me from traveling to other locations among my many years of living alone." She paused and rested against the clean prickly grass. "Can you imagine?" Another pause as she could not have imagined her life ending up like how it did. "Being alone for one hundred and forty years?" She gave a weak smile as her lilac eyes mirrored the nature they were surrounded by. Her head turned to look at Ko and then Nan. "So truly this feels rather... new to me - even if this is only a one-time meeting.~ It has been a pleasant one." Mythal gave a side smile as she then sat up and finished off her drink.

"So, what relations do thee have and what relations may thou take?" She chuckled and gazed at Ko's eyes.