video [ un: daughter-sea ]

[seaboard]

[ The woman that appears is a - level expression, a little happy or sad that plays on her features. Level, most especially, as she clears her throat. Her veil tied around her head to tame her curls back, her shift and vest tying herself up neatly.

Peeking out from her veil is her lamp friend, and drifting around her in a circle is a soft finned creature, her Omen. Delicately colored in reds and blues as it swims in the air. ]

I find myself remiss, in how to make an introduction...

... I am Second-Child, Gilia St. Loe, Daughter-Sea, She Who Sings the Ocean to Prosperity, Who Echoes With the Ceaseless Voice.

[ That out of the way. ]

I am new to this place, this... city. I do not have much in the way of the coin, but I am skilled in other forms. I can sew, weave, till a field, clean, cast a line, or a net, gut a fish, help tend animals, both with birthing and killing, cook many types of meals...

But if you have need of anything repaired or cooked... please, if there is something I can do for resources in return, only let me know, and I shall be your glad servant.

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[rosae]

( Rose can't claim to know this young woman's story, or to know her at all, but she does understand in her own ways. It's.. horrifying that anyone should have to even worry about such a thing here. It's pained her to see her own daughter have to use a gun in this place.

She'll just make a note to try and watch over this young woman as much as she can, and offers another little smile. )

Not being alone is a good idea, here. I'd be very glad to show you around, and some places here are really very nice. ( And others... aren't. But that next bit.... Rose's brows lift slowly, inquisitive. )

You're royalty? Oh, wow... Is this place like your world, or very different?

[seaboard]

[ Ah - she clears her throat quickly and bows her head in acknowledgment, far too regal out of habit more than anything else. ]

It sounds far grander than it is, I assure you. I take my position here with no airs or graces than to earn my own place amongst you all.

But my home is as similar as it is different. I could scarce know where to begin to describe all the differences.