day 1

[goodlucksong]

Enters a young woman, a young woman whose face is mottled with red birthmarks all over one side, and one hand as well. She has a book and a set of inks under one arm, a few brushes tucked carefully into the sash of her dress, and a handful of papers; and a very determined look.

"My lady! Lady Saren! I'm here."

The missing Dashti, from Shannon

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[not_snake_bite]

Here's a very amnesiac and confused Steerpike. He doesn't even know what his name is - or rather, which name is his.

He turns around and looks at the girl with a mild air of surprise.

"I don't suppose you're talking to me, aye?"

[goodlucksong]

Dashti chuckles. "You don't look like a lady to me, my lord."

[not_snake_bite]

He looks at himself. "No, and I am not, but in these parts, anything is possible." He grins at her though - she's different from anyone he's ever met.

[goodlucksong]

"That's true for certain. I guess I got here by mistake." She grins back at him.

[not_snake_bite]

He scratches the back of his head. "I couldn't say. I don't quite remember how I got here myself." A frown. "This is an odd place."

[goodlucksong]

"It's not home, I can tell."

[not_snake_bite]

"You're more advanced than I am, then, in getting your bearings. Congratulations."

[goodlucksong]

Another friendly grin. "It's not the oddest thing ever happened to me."

[not_snake_bite]

"Again, congratulations." He cocks his head. "What would be the oddest thing, pray tell?"

[goodlucksong]

"I'm a mucker! Me, a mucker girl, and I got married to a khan a month ago."

[not_snake_bite]

Dashti just spoke chinese at him. He just looks at her, completely confused.

[goodlucksong]

"A mucker. I grew up on the steppes with my Mama, taking care of yaks. And now I'm married to the khan of Song for Evela."

[not_snake_bite]

"Er. Congratulations, again." He pauses. "I suppose a khan is a person of note, aye?"

[goodlucksong]

She laughs. "He's the lord of the whole city."

[not_snake_bite]

He's impressed. But he's congratulated enough.

"Well then, I suppose one must supply a Lady of your standing with adequate welcome." He bows, a bit extravagantly.

[goodlucksong]

"Oh, no! I don't have any standing," laughing again. "No matter who I'm married to, I'm still a mucker."