Arialla hadn't even seen the notice board post -- she happened to be checking out the Artisan's Guild, that was all, when she spotted a workshop full of flowers and materials. She'd made enough flower crowns in her life to recognize the setup, and it had been long enough since she'd gotten her hands on one that she wanted to make some more.
As she approached, she was a bit surprised to find two tall, rather imposing men at work rather than the young girls she usually associated with flower-braiding. But, hey, why not? She would never be so rude as to question it.
"Hello," she said. "Are you braiding flowers? Can I help?"
please don't take my sunshine away
