Loreitia Zhialao
Danosia tutted at Quen's wet clothes, giving him a look that clearly said he was to change into decent wear as soon as possible. Having the young man around was like having a second son; she had looked after him since he was a boisterous young boy, begging to be a student at the dojo. "I hope fishing went well, dear." She murmured as she walked away to the main house to begin dinner.
Loreitia turned as the door opened again, this time admitting a student. He was the only one she would have expected today, namely because he all but lived with her family. The "guest" room had become his when he would stay the night.
As Quen bowed, Loreitia gave a shorter bow in return, her acceptance of his respect as a student to a teacher. "I have not, but I suspected the strange happening came from that city." The tall woman said. She appeared to be thinking as she fell silent, drinking from the glass her mother left behind.
"I heard messengers were sent to discover the truth of the occurrence. We will have more news when they return." Her sharp eyes turned to her student, looking over his wet clothes with a raised brow. "What do you know? You have been in more places than I today."
She chugged the rest of the water quickly and grabbed her over top. "Come, tell me while you get dry clothes. I will not have lake water encouraging mold on the dojo floors."