[Mini Event] Strangers in a Strange Land

grusha we write our prayers on a little bomb kiss it on the face and send it to god Tae was the only reason that Grusha had even bothered to attend the gathering. Had it not been for her twin suggesting that they go she would have gladly spent her time in the woods stalking and hunting down prey. As stubborn and rigid as Grusha could be, however, she would bend to her sister's wishes without protest. That was why she stood in the back of the temple, leaning against the wall, face and hands smudged with bits dirt and blood from their most recent hunt. Her gaze was predatory as she looked at the gathered group of people as they introduced themselves and discussed jobs and professions. None of them truly made any kind of an impression on her, aside from the man that called himself Tristan. Grusha made a mental note to speak with him later about weapons, since seemed to know a bit about it. She and Tae could always use more weapons in their line of work. The sound of her sister's voice immediately drew Grusha's attention and she grinned wolfishly at her twin as she mocked the introductions. Obviously her twin was just as unimpressed -- if not more -- and bored as she was. Grusha uncrossed her arms and slung one around her sister's shoulders as they stood together. Her head dipped down and she murmured quietly to Tae, "Jin blacksmith tikh davra."She glanced up at him before turning her attention to Tae once more. "Jin eshna hash edavrasa." "." translation:// Jin blacksmith tikh davra -- the blacksmith will be useful Jin eshna hash edavrasa -- the others are useless