Arialla had learned a lot of things on her first day in Caido. Most of them were about the new world itself, of course, a dizzying array of information about new gods, new customs, and new environments. She couldn't even begin to sort through all of that, honestly. What she could determine, as her first week in Caido ended, was that she badly needed new shoes.
The cobbler who'd gilded these sandals had never intended for them to be worn outside the temple. Beautiful as they were, with golden laurel leaves curling from the straps, they were neither comfortable nor practical. Already, Arialla's feet ached -- not to mention how filthy they'd become. And a couple of the golden laurel leaves had fallen off ... She badly needed an upgrade.
Walking into the VlamVoed on this fairly deserted evening, she looked around, then approached one of the few people present, a dark-haired individual cleaning a table. Something about their manner made them seem a bit friendlier than the other people present. "Excuse me. Is there a market around here you could point me to? Please?"
The cobbler who'd gilded these sandals had never intended for them to be worn outside the temple. Beautiful as they were, with golden laurel leaves curling from the straps, they were neither comfortable nor practical. Already, Arialla's feet ached -- not to mention how filthy they'd become. And a couple of the golden laurel leaves had fallen off ... She badly needed an upgrade.
Walking into the VlamVoed on this fairly deserted evening, she looked around, then approached one of the few people present, a dark-haired individual cleaning a table. Something about their manner made them seem a bit friendlier than the other people present. "Excuse me. Is there a market around here you could point me to? Please?"
