Fantasy RPG Forum - Standing Trials

The Burhan let out a giggle. Her own home afforded a little more than simply a place for her to sleep. It wasn't really good for entertaining but that had never stopped her. The young woman had had many a visitor to her humble abode although such occasions when she 'entertained', they tended to be one-time only affairs. Literally.

"I understand that but one other person isn't too much trouble, I find, provided that they aren't expecting ample space and endless source of entertainment," she remarked. "Guests plural would always be an issue, I imagine, but it's worth it if it makes expenses more manageable. Obviously, you have to choose practicality over sociability."

The noblewoman hugged herself, wondering why it was quite this cold so early in the season. It hardly seemed right for such a thing to be possible, especially given that there was no sign of any snow. She was willing to forgive many things if the white stuff was on the ground. At least snowfall would provide a reasonable excuse for the unpleasant nip in the air but the weather didn't have the decency to do such a thing. Besides, the flurries were pretty, even if they could be a nuisance at times. However, they were rather close to the coast and as such snow wasn't keen to fall in the first place and if it did come, the salt in the air and the heat from the water ensured that it didn't stick well.

"Tea is all well and good but you still have to eat, you know," she commented goodnaturedly. "You'd better get something substantial into you in the morning, young lady!" she scolded teasingly, a slight smirk taking away any weight of seriousness from her words.

Her smile broadened as her companion talked about the dogs that she knew and commented that she was excited to meet Alena. If she hadn't already liked the Venora, she would have now. Anyone who talked about her cat in such terms, especially when she hadn't met her, was a keeper. It seemed a funny coincidence that she too knew a friendly pug. Of course, Valeria hadn't seen said pug for quite some time, not since before Caius had departed for Viden. It had been quite some time since she'd seen her friend and she wondered idly if she should find out his details from Ivy so she could write to him. She'd have to remember to do so when she next saw the Gawyne girl.

They shared a giggle over the illicit pleasure of such casual cursing, the Burhan adding a "Fekking right!" for good measure as she laughed with further mirth, her eyes shining warmly.

When Darcy asked about the climate of her home region, the noblewoman tilted her head to one side, considering the matter. It had been a few arcs since she'd wintered in Burhan but she thought that it was colder in some ways than Andaris and it probably was nothing like Venora.

"It's quite cold, yes. We get a fair bit of snow and ice. We don't have sea air or sea warmth to take the edge off the chill but we do have quite a lot of forests; they probably reduce the wind chill factor quite a bit. Still, it wouldn't be the coldest place in Rynmere, that's for certain," she explained, deeming it unnecessary to name Gawyne as harsher because she supposed that it was common knowledge.

Darcy's question made her gaze flicker to her, nodding her head simply. "It's not far now. It might seem a little endless but the housing in Midtown does tend to look very much the same. Still, we'll be there in a bit or so and then you'll know how to find it again in the light, I'm sure," Valeria pointed out, eyeing her feet as she followed the familiar path to her home. True to her word, it wasn't long before they reached the front of the charming little house, the flowers in the windowboxes rather sad in appearance due to the blonde's negligence and the cool air. The Burhan eyed them thoughtfully, considering stepping in to fetch a cup for water but deciding against it. What was the point in the Cold Cycle? Even if she watered the plants, the frost would soon choke the life from them.

"Well, this is me!" she announced, patting her hair in a pre-occupied way as she hovered before her front door, unsure how to give her goodbyes. Unlocking her door, she left the key in the lock and offered Darcy a friendly smile, her irises shifting to that pleasant near gold hue as she regarded the pretty Venora. They'd dispensed with a great deal of formality and so the blonde considered it safe to view certain actions as being more acceptable than normal. As such, she felt content in her decision to wrap the other woman in a sudden loose embrace, leaning forward fleetingly to hug her and giving her a very chaste peck before she drew back, leaving the soft impression of her lips on her ivory cheek.

"I'll see you in the morning, Darcy," she said by way of parting before she slipped indoors, glad for the warmth of the house and the slight giddiness that remained with her after her time with the woman.