Snippet #1971282

“I am so glad you are here! I have missed you so much!” A young woman said with a rather bubbly voice as she sipped some bubbly drink. Everything about her screamed bubbly, from her curly hair and pretty pink painted lips, to her large brown eyes a baby blue eyeshadow. She was the picture of a cute young woman, wearing short but flowing light blue dress that ended just above her knees, it. The dress was v neck and showed off her cleavage rather well. Many men would love to have a drink with her. So why in the world was she hanging out with a fat drunk man in a dumpy run down suit and thinning hair? One who was obviously trying to get in her pants, and in fact was pawing at her chest.

The answer was simple, she was a hostess. She was paid to drink and be a flirt to men, not all were this...disgusting in appearance and personality. In short this client was a pig, and as soon as he was gone she would request to her boss to have him blocked, at least take him off of her list. Jane Doe slapped at his hand, though she giggled while doing so. “Oh stop it you.” Or else I will break your hand. God what a pig. I wish he would go away...how much longer do I have with this guy... She risked a look at her watch...and was rewarded with her client slapping her across the face...hard.

The noise in Avallon immediately stopped as the loud smack echoed in the room. Everyone was frozen as Jane raised her hand to her face, resting it on the now red hot skin of her cheek. Her eyes were welling up with tears. She opened her mouth and screamed in the silence of the club, “SECURITY!!!”

Three large men in black suits dragged the man away, while Jane brushed off her dress and stormed up to her boss. “That man has to be banned from the club. And I am going home.” She stated before heading to the employee room. She picked up her jacket and purse, and taking out her contact before walking out of the club. Once outside she pulled out a cigarette and lit it, resting outside of the club for a moment. “God damn it...he hit hard.”She said as she rubbed her cheek, looking around at the people with her strange eyes. One was a light brown, and the other was a dark blue. She stayed outside for awhile, watching the people before she finished her cigarette. She dropped it on the ground and put it out with her shoes before going back to her one bedroom apartment. Jane flopped on her bed and was quickly asleep.

Aukanai'i woke up on the cold hard ground, the only thing underneath her was a few blankets. Next to her was a soft bed made of feathers, something that one may see in a nobles house. She disliked it. It was too soft for her liking, though the ground was a hard it was better then feeling like one was sinking in a sea of fluff. Aukanai'i sat up and stretched her naked body and let out a sigh. She always felt odd in the city of elves, it was one of her many stops on the way to the mountains. Though she really didn't like some of the elves. While they were polite enough they always seemed to look down on her and how she dressed. If she boiled it down, she believed that they thought that her and the rest of the Itwik tribe were barbarians and primitive. She disagreed. But she would keep her thoughts to herself.

The woman stood up and continued her daily stretching routine, standing by the window naked. The sun was just touching the sky, the dark clouds becoming tinted with rosy pink hues. But that didn't mean that she was the only one awake, which was proven when she saw a rather attractive male elf pass by her window. He happened to glance inside and what he saw...well his cheeks turned a rather brilliant shade of scarlet and the elf hurried on by. She wasn't embarrassed by the incident, her body was nothing to be ashamed of, but she supposed that she should get dressed.

The young woman quickly ran a comb through her hair and then grabbed a small jar on a wooden table. She opened the jar and poured the wet contents into her hand, standing before the large mirror she painted her body with the dark brown paint. She stood before the mirror, turning around slowly a few times to make sure that she did everything correctly before she grabbed her spear and blow gun and headed to the other side of the room.

Aukanai'i slipped into her clothing, a simple pair of tanned leather garments, they didn't cover much, and she got a lot of stares usually when she was going around cities, mainly from males. Which was part of the reason why she disliked cities. She put on her belt, it was decorated with a skull and feathers, along with a red leather flap that hung between her legs. She tied on her sandals before heading out the door.

The city of the elves was certainly beautiful, they way they blended in the city with the natural landscapes...but for some reason she also found it annoying. She much rather preferred the huts of her home village up in the trees then this. But she would never say so to the elves. It would be rude of her too.

Aukanai'i strolled down the paved pathway, giving a few of the elves polite nods before strolling up towards the palace. She had to greet the Elven king and she heard the summer fae was coming, so she should probably give her respects.

She was immediately stopped by the guards, they didn't realize that she was an envoy of the Itwik chieftess, not to mention on of the chieftesses must trusted warriors.

After arguing with the guard, explaining to him that she was trying her hardest to pay her respects to the king. She was at the point where she was about to walk away in frustration when she remembered that she carried the symbol of her tribe, something that only one of the trusted were allowed to carry.

“One second.” Aukanai'i stated, her voice bordering on the annoyed as she reached to the left side of her hip and untied a small item. It was a necklace made out of a boar's tusk that was strung on a leather strap. The tusk had carved deeply into it an arrow going through a circle, the symbol of the Itwik tribe. “See this? This shows who I am and where I am from. So let me in to see the king already. I have another stop to go to, I am trying to get to the mountains in a few days.”

The guard took the necklace out of her hand and exaimained it, turning it over and over again until he was satisfied that it was real. “You may enter.” He said, dropping it into her open hand.

Finally she was allowed entrance, and she entered into the elven palace. Another elf met her there and showed her the way to the throne room. Anukanai'i stopped short of the throne and gave the king a curt bow. “Greetings King Xanderlos, my chieftess sends her greetings and gave me a gift to give to you.”

Anukanai'i reached into the small bag on her side, her fingers rummaging around before she came out with a small carving of the sun made out of quartz. “She hopes it pleases you, and we also have a gift for the summer fae, if they are here and are willing to take it.”

The young woman waited for the reply, her body stiff like that of a solider.