A Dragon among Cats

[prickinsmack]

A certain brass dragon woman bounds into the temple of Sune. Her bright yellow top and blue skirt providing an array of color as the firelight glinted off her scales. Intricately woven braid snapping every which way as her body flailed through the sky with each skip deeper into the goddess' of beauty's domain. To everyone willing to stop and speak with the wildly energetic woman the conversation tended to be one sided. Once she made it past the questions regarding her scale, (and teeth for those enough to broach the subject) she would word vomit a string of similarly attached words.

"...Zadhura! O-oh yeah she's like totally the best at everything and um o-oh! I almost forgot! I'm totally looking for a really cute guy who's got a platinum blonde beard. Almost like my hair but um, also he might have been drunk. O-or he was drunk while he was here but I guess if he's still here then he's totally probably sober. Unless he kept drinking which I mean, that could be too. O-oh yeah but he's this tall and says 'goot' a lot and is like really flexible and strong and handsome and umm... O-oh he can be a little weird but in like a really adorable way. It totally makes sense if you know he's kind of missing part of his brain. Well I mean he's not really missing it anymore but I don't know he's always just been a little weird since he sucked face with a squid tentacle person. Yeah I know! Gross right!? I was totally mad at him for it too but that's o-okay he got better now. Anyways I'm gonna go see if that person over there's seen him either. It was really nice meeting you! You totally look gorgeous, I'm serious I'm so jealous of your outfit. O-okay bye!..."

Her search of the said man lasted for the better part of the day as she got carried away by one or three or ten conversations.

Excited about knowing a dozen more new friends, and a fair few more fashion tips, the young woman once more bounds out of the temple. Humming happily as she skips down the Suzail roads.

[Warlord]

10 days later, during graveyard shift, often avoiding many eyes by virtue when showing up so late~

A tall northman moonwalks into the temple and is dancing in his own world, humming, higher than the tallest hin.

Not really caring about some of the adventuring sorts about, but his frame, build, and antics is distinguishable~

Neither rude or disrespectful, he gives a fat sizeable donation to the tithe plate. Then speaks to the priestess with a smoky waft from his frame after patting chest.

Meanwhile, ja ladies, that beard of his is so lovely. Kiki can't touch it though, no no .. not that she knows who he is. "Tell Kiki.. she's missing out ... huh ...

Vhat did this person look like?!

..."

Has a, whoa face

He leaves a candybar as a gift for the winged womans return and it is loaded with almond. Not caring for much else, he dances back out the temple. Seems he's focused elsewhere for now~

Elsewhere,

Sharess' hidden shrine might indicate a large stash of hinherf he owns and openly shares, describing him as a carefree sorts. Where possibly does one get such?