Anju
I see what lies heavy on your heart
Anju concedes the point with a tilt of her head and a hum. Her own impatience and desire to impress at war with one another. "The captains would enjoy having more than trade routes on their docket I'm sure." Though they'd grumbled at Anju for months after the whole floating city debacle, things had settled down in the ensuing year, and most were aching for less boring routes and more entertaining passengers. "The Celestine is the most interesting," Anju says bluntly, having never cared for the library or church herself. "Tours are good for increasing interest in the city, but parties seem to be most favorable." Considering her expression swiftly takes on the likeness of curdled milk that has gained sentience - and found it lacking - Anju's opinion on parties is rather easy to determine. "Molly's and the Hart could be roped into helping with a street-based event."
Nodding severely as Lena confirms she will be more than okay, Anju lets the matter lie. "If you want to brush up your skills before you go, you know you are always welcome at the Nest." No matter how empty it may be these days with only Anju and non-Dragoon soldiers to occupy its halls.
Nodding severely as Lena confirms she will be more than okay, Anju lets the matter lie. "If you want to brush up your skills before you go, you know you are always welcome at the Nest." No matter how empty it may be these days with only Anju and non-Dragoon soldiers to occupy its halls.
and the strength you still keep inside
