RE: Wings of Fury 2
06-29-2021, 01:49 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-29-2021, 01:55 AM by Protoman.)
As everyone was babbling, a very large young woman came strolling in. Her dark hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail for the day's proceedings, her tusks were neatly polished, and her lavender tunic had been carefully ironed that morning. The only thing about her that didn't look downright businesslike was the steel shield strapped across her back -- but hey, who could fault a girl for being practical?
She wipes a dot of sweat from her mint-blue forehead. She'd woken up with the sun to finish her ride, get a room at the local inn, unpack, and get all the way over here. It was the sort of day that left one with a strong sense of accomplishment and a comfortable yawn. None of that here, though! It's time to get down to business.
She decides not to bother the goblin chatting up the Tsavari - spoken conversations present a bit of difficulty, after all, and he seems to have QUITE a lot to say. Instead she approaches the Tsavari and her fancy friend. She brings a slightly bent hand toward her chest, sweeps it down her sternum, and moves into a few confident, well-paced hand gestures. Her first two fingers curl around one another in an upright position; then form a circle; then slash a Z in the air. Her fingers close as if to make a fist, except with her thumb crossing her open palm; then her first two fingers curl, uncurl, and recurl around her thumb.
She finishes with a proud smile and a final hand movement - she points to herself, then mimics drawing a sword from her side and gripping it before her with two hands.
[Hello! I am Rozenn. I am a knight.]
She then points to the two, then her forehead, finally spinning her pointer fingers around one another.
[Do you know sign?]
She wipes a dot of sweat from her mint-blue forehead. She'd woken up with the sun to finish her ride, get a room at the local inn, unpack, and get all the way over here. It was the sort of day that left one with a strong sense of accomplishment and a comfortable yawn. None of that here, though! It's time to get down to business.
She decides not to bother the goblin chatting up the Tsavari - spoken conversations present a bit of difficulty, after all, and he seems to have QUITE a lot to say. Instead she approaches the Tsavari and her fancy friend. She brings a slightly bent hand toward her chest, sweeps it down her sternum, and moves into a few confident, well-paced hand gestures. Her first two fingers curl around one another in an upright position; then form a circle; then slash a Z in the air. Her fingers close as if to make a fist, except with her thumb crossing her open palm; then her first two fingers curl, uncurl, and recurl around her thumb.
She finishes with a proud smile and a final hand movement - she points to herself, then mimics drawing a sword from her side and gripping it before her with two hands.
[Hello! I am Rozenn. I am a knight.]
She then points to the two, then her forehead, finally spinning her pointer fingers around one another.
[Do you know sign?]