Joined Paths

[§~Samwise~§]

Sinna had moved completely unseen through the camp looking for He's Change Bringer. She had not seen her among the rabble, but did find an odd door as part of a wagon. It felt like a way, but also, not?

She watched the door and waited for there to be fewer people nearby. Striking upon such a moment she rapped her knuckles against the door and then listened. She was uncertain if she was going to hear a response before the door opened, and yet she remained and waited to hear and/or see.

[redcoat]

A knock on the door wasn't unusual, nor unexpected. Bones answered after a moment, looking a little surprised and arching an eyebrow at the newcomer.

"Good evening. What can I help you with?" She didn't recognize the person who had knocked on her door from the caravan, she was sure she knew most of the faces in the group. Neither did Sinna look like a native Te'kaalian.

So, open ended questions would be her go-to.

[§~Samwise~§]

Sinna took in what she was seeing quickly. "Hello, Summer, The Change Bringer." She bowed as she addressed Bones. "You can call me Sinna."

She looked beyond Bones and saw the scene of He's realm, or at least, something close to it. "I would like to join you on your path." She didn't offer more than that initial information. Details could follow as requested. Her eyes were more clearly glowing a blue color as night had fallen further.

[redcoat]

Bones blinked, tilting her head to the side like a cat observing something curious, but moving from the door. "Please, come in. Tea is on- and here I am Councilwoman Bones Dafaeren. Bones, if you'd like."

The house was cozy, and warm. Tea was on, dinner was in the process of being cooked. Crosp hadn't yet joined from the Tower, still wrapping up his work day. The whole scene was very... domestic.

[§~Samwise~§]

Sinna nodded and walked through the door into the house. "Councilwoman Bones." She walked to the table and looked back at Bones.

"This is a very nice appointed home in the wilds." She looked around at the design and very clearly relaxed her posture as if finding comfort.

[redcoat]

Bones smiled. "Thank you- Would you like a cup of tea? It's not real tea, I suppose. Just ginger and chamomile." She moved to the little stove, where a kettle was beginning to bubble. "So, you are from the Feywild?"

[§~Samwise~§]

Sinna was slightly started by Bones' offer. Not the hospitality, but out of surprise as she had gotten lost in thought quickly.

"Oh, yes ... please." She watched Bones move to the Stove and pulled out a chair from the table to sit on. "No, but then again I've lived there so long. So long ..."

She laid her right hand flat on the table. "I am about as fey as you are I expect."

[redcoat]

"Touched then, I expect." Bones said with a note of amusement in her voice as she poured the hot water over the small cheesecloth bags. "Are you from He's court, then?"

[§~Samwise~§]

Sinna was tempted to hold back, but at the same time she seemed like maybe someone who could identify some with her. "No, not He." She offered softly.

"I'm a messenger and have been stuck in He's domain." She offered up.

[redcoat]

Bones nodded thoughtfully, sitting down and setting a mug in front of Sinna, as well as one in front of herself. "That must have been difficult- getting stuck, not just in the Feywild, but outside of what you would normally call your home base."

[§~Samwise~§]

Sinna nodded a thanks and touched the mug. "The most difficult part was being unable to freely walk the paths." She looked up from the mug and across to Bones. "Home base, yeah. I don't mind being far from there."

"Is your hair part of what He gave you?" She asked, very curious why a catfolk had hair like an elf or human along with a more humanoid face.

[redcoat]

"Oh, no, I don't think so. He has given me songs, and favor, but I was born with this." She motioned to the hair pulled into a loose braid.

"My father was an elf, but part of this comes from his deal with the fey, I believe. I'm... not sure, exactly. He was taken from me when I was quite young." Shaking her head, she took a sip from her cup.

"So, not from a very hospitable part of the feywild, then? I've seen very little of it, I admit."

[§~Samwise~§]

Sinna looked Bones over with a critical eye. She certainly was interesting as Mobians went. And her connection, much more intriguing. "A deal." She said softly with growing interest.

"That would depend on your definition of hospitable and the style of life you enjoy. I'm certain someone who enjoys intrigue, social bartering, backstabbing, and one-sided deals would find it perfect."

[redcoat]

"Not my preferred style, even if I am fairly good at politics and diplomacy." Bones chuckled, sipping her tea.

"So, you wish to join my path. I have a few standing missions at the moment- are you thinking of jumping in the deep end with everything, or just sticking close by? Because I have a trip to the Nine Hells and a showdown with an archfey in my future- and those are not things to be dragged into unintentionally."

[§~Samwise~§]

Sinna smirked and even chuckled softly at Bones' reply. She lifted the mug and took a few sips while Bones laid out her paths.

Her face took on a more serious visage as she set the mug down. "Whatever you're doing is unblocking the paths. So I would be follow through ice and flame. The Paths get repaired and then I have the means to travel freely once more." There was a tone to her statement, but nothing immediately connected it to a clear reason.

"So, I assume your showdown is not with He. So, which Archfey has your vendetta?"