In Theory A Horrible Idea For The Painter.(Khorshid/Social)

Guest · Sun Apr 24, 2022 9:20 am

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If you asked Miriko why she showed up in Desierto she would give anyone a long winded answer that she gets to learn various interesting things she could learn while she was here, In reality she did also forget to take into account that this place was hot and much like the cold she did not handle the heat well either. But she was here to learn things and create. The fact that while in Desierto Miriko would be the one slowing down Alistair and herself rather then Alistair wanting to just take a few more rests because he did most of the walking. This time while travelling upon Alistair's back like she did with long form.

At least in some manner she took some time to look into options to where she would go this trip, since it was just Alistair and herself she figured it was just best to stick to the main part of the city until she wanted to return home, No doubt the idea of returning home would be sooner rather then later due to the heat here and Miriko might be hiding the fact she hated it.

She would just enter the main city of Desierto where not too far in, Miriko would get Alistair to stop for a moment so they could both actually stop to get some water into their systems and Miriko would stop to hide under the shade of her umbrella. Because she was just wanting to be sure in this heat she did not keep herself too warm like she was starting to feel, almost like the sweat and heat form wearing black and long sleeves in this area was not something she was use too, But for now Miriko and Alistair where enjoy their small break wondering what to do with in the city.

**Khorshid Namdar** · Sun Apr 24, 2022 11:32 am

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Desierto’s capital city was a hubbub of activity. Merchant and their guards, citizens and the soldiers as well as the numerous visitors from other nations, regions and cities. It was no surprise that it had grown rather popular among a certain crowd of Fiore’s people, both the magically empowered and the not, but this had absolutely nothing to do with anything except Khorshid’s meaningless musings. What she was here for were supplies, not food or anything so simple, but processed goods. Specialised tools and other such things that were difficult for the Nomad caravans to produce. Even if she was primarily staying in Fiore, Khorshid still made occasional trips to support her adoptive family.

Yet, as she was walking through the streets, dressed in the loose fitting dress and that single long glove she wore over her arm, that’s when Khorshid saw her: a woman in thick clothing with a parasol. She was new to this town, perhaps even the country, that much was obvious. The poor choice of clothing and the obvious fact that this parasol carrying girl would be struggling with the heat made such an assumption mostly safe, even if it was not guaranteed to be correct. Khorshid sighed and shook her head, deciding she would offer this visitor some advice.

Confident steps and long legs carried her towards the artist’s carriage, coming to a sharp stop in front of her. Khorshid’s features were marked with the perfect representation of a cocky and knowing grin, the right side of her lips curving upwards towards her eyes. Said eyes, even though they were hidden behind the red lenses of her mask, had a devious twinkle to them. Then she spoke. In a soft but confident tone, possessing a slow paced gravitas that added weight to each and every spoken word.

“Welcome to Desierto’s capital. I am a mere visitor to such a place but I feel your finely dressed self is not. As beautiful as your attire is…I must say it is a rather poor design for such a hot climate. May I suggest visiting a local tailor and purchasing something more suitable? In fact, would you like me to escort you through these streets to a tailor whose items I can assure you are of a quality worthy of being worn by one as attractive as yourself?” Khorshid extended her gloved limb towards the artist, the right hand hanging in the air with expectant energy.

Guest · Mon Apr 25, 2022 10:41 am

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Well at least if it was not any more obvious, Miriko would most likely want to die internally not from the heat but other things it was most likely that kind of comment, Even the cat that brought Miriko here kind of just started laughing, Because he he did in fact talk."Your in luck Mimi, Some one speaks Fiorian here."The first of the two to speak up the the giant cat that Miriko came in on, In which Miriko seemed to be taking her time to drink water and cool off a tiny bit. The saddle bags and all Miriko did seemed to have a few things, What they were might be interesting down the road of conversation.

But Miriko would actually talk now."Well I do think that offer is tempting."She would start to mention but there was always one thing she had to say because well she was picky."If such attire covers in the manner to how much my dress does, I might be okay with it."She was being nice about it at least, Miriko knew what style of clothing made her happy, what covers her as she wore now, Maybe just a bit lighter for the sake of her own health."I am not trying to seem rude about it, I am just comfortable in this, Just am poor at planning for weather."She seemingly was just going to suffer in the heat in her fancy hand made dresses, foolish yes but it seemed she knew that very well.

But if it was something that could be done Miriko would be delighted."Perhaps, If clothing can be made or alter to still cover as it does now lessening the build up of heat,Then maybe but I do not know the limitations of the clothing makers here."She did not assume it was poor in anyway, Just it might not be a kind of outfit she might feel mentally comfortable in. She was more conservative and slightly prudish herself.

At least however if it was easy to follow along, Miriko seemed willing to go along."Also during the process, If there is some one close by I can keep Alistair as well that would be good."Consider the massive giant cat just spoke it showed she had a very special and interesting companion on her that she seemed to value, So far still keeping it friendly.

Leaving her final mention something along the lines of."Maybe then, I settle down into some kind of painting or drawing today."Now the travelling artist would slightly mention what she was going to do here in the area, Rather simple if you considered she was fairly warm already. But Alistair did have her art supplies, Along with a few other things she carried,But they could dig into things later if this went bey clothing, No doubt this person would want to learn a few things about Miriko and her life, something she would easily think would happen.

**Khorshid Namdar** · Thu Apr 28, 2022 7:15 am

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D-rank

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Demi-Human (Titanoboa)

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Summoner

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Tattoo arc: my skin is a canvas, my body a gallery!

Strength :

4

Speed :

5

Constitution :

5

Endurance :

5

Intelligence :

11

Mana :

200

Boosts :

30% New Member Bonus (Start Date: 7/21/2022)

“I speak more than just Fioran dear sweetling” Khorshid’s tongue danced, changing from Fiorian to the language of the Desert, a tongue that hopefully would escape the artist’s understanding. Khorshid always found it amusing to speak in a tongue which eluded the understanding of foreigners. The looks on their faces were always oh so very funny. It was a rather mean attitude to have but the Masked Magus quite frankly cared not. She was simply looking for her own amusement and joy in life, among other things. She did turn a curious eye to that speaking cat, smiling sweetly at them, wondering just how speech was an art they had cultivated.

“Ah. Choosing clothing for comfort is perfectly reasonable. In fact, I dare say it is the only requirement one should consider.” Of course, picking clothing bad for the weather would most definitely impact your own comfort so perhaps there were some other considerations to factor in? Either way, it seemed this out of her element girl with the parasol was seemingly willing to acquire a new garb. Very good very good! Khorshid wrapped an arm around one of Mimi’s, securely holding her as she began to guide the painter away.

“Oh, you’re worried about your friend? No worries. I’m a rather long term customer of this tailor. I am sure he will not mind Alistair waiting outside the store.” And then Khorshid, while still keeping an arm wrapped around Mimi to guide her, would turn her gaze towards the giant feline.

“I do hope such an arrangement is alright with yourself? The tailor’s door is, sadly, not designed with yourself in mind.” Khorshid continued to guide the artist through the streets, until they came to what looked like a rather humble little store front. It was a two story building, the second one most likely devoted to being a residence while the first floor? That was the store front. It had a glass window, in which stood a series of mannequins dressed in a few outfits designed for the desert sands.

“Here we are. Hassan’s Emporium. Would you like me to handle introductions?” The disarmingly sweet, almost sickly so, smile on Khorshid’s face remained as potent as ever.

Guest · Fri Apr 29, 2022 1:13 pm

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It seemed strange at first but Miriko did some what go along with this. only because if it saved her a problem it would be a good thing to have happen, It would be something to make her feel some one cooler. the time passed peacefully and quietly as she went on and quietly went with this person and walked to whomever would work on the clothing, get it situated and move on. Making sure to do something nice in return to the person who helped her Miriko would do something name for her, Then well since this place was still new.

Miriko continued and went to explore this safe city with in Desierto and even spending an evening here to take in a of the beauty that she saw here, Then she would finish up what she was doing, Pick up her things then head out to travel where ever she ended up next.

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