( brought up short by an unfamiliar face speaking peremptorily, the woman he stops takes in his appearance; she hasn't seen enough slave brands in her life to recognise it for what it is, but a tevene accent is not exactly commonplace, so there's that. she is slight and skeptical, regarding him with her one true eye (big and amber, then blank gold and false where its twin used to be): )
He's going to want to know why, then,
( an orlesian accent, the like of which he'll hear a lot more around here. she sounds like money, though she's dressed like a smaller, prettier flint. the dog at her heels — enormous, a shepherd breed — had perceptibly perked up at the sound of flint's name, and inserts himself matter of fact between his mistress and the stranger,
the gallows.
He's going to want to know why, then,
( an orlesian accent, the like of which he'll hear a lot more around here. she sounds like money, though she's dressed like a smaller, prettier flint. the dog at her heels — enormous, a shepherd breed — had perceptibly perked up at the sound of flint's name, and inserts himself matter of fact between his mistress and the stranger,
not hostile, but present. )