Snippet #1230877

With all the noise just above her sleeping area, Kei had resigned herself to getting no more sleep and begain her daily motions. Even though she parted with almost everything about her past she still held onto the traditional daily rituals of Nohin. (Pr: no-HEE-n) Kei started off the day at a basin of water, cleansing her face before she applied the traditional kohl markings on her face. The next step was getting dressed.

She securely binds her chest with sturdy cloth bandages and pulls on a covering over the bindings. Next she steps into her traditional leggings, covering from her waist to the heels of her feet, and she slipped into her shined black riding boots over the leggings. On top of her bindings and its covering she shrugged on a robe, silk and woven for hard wear- the patterns of dragons in flight and clouds and ties it closed with a blue ibo and green nobir. Herl headpiece is made up of three parts, two long and golden side-pieces intricately engraved on each side of her head and the larger one on top that is fashioned to look like a dragonlings skull, just as intricately ingraved. The next adornment is an heirloom of a necklace, red string-like rope that pierces old coins that aren't in use anymore, she wrapped this around her neck three or four times and let the ends hang unevenly. Lastly, but most definately not least important, she straps on her katana, wakizashi, and tanto set. She is ready for the day.

She quietly, with feline-like skill, comes abored deck. "Alrigh' whi'ch one of ye knows wha' ye be doin' abor'ed this hea' ship?" She called in her heavy Nohinian accent and low -almost femininely gravelly- voice, making her sound quite menacing.