#earthrunes

"And Viola," The pooka says showing the tapestry showing two buxom floozies side by side... that look vaguely like Tizzy and Zara

"Vashti, WHY?" Tiziporah blushes furiously

"So we do not forget my sisters' sacrfices" Vashti assures, her look of pure innocence planted on

Zara rolls her eyes.

Tziporah looks at Zara, "Is it too late to snub her?"

"how rude" Vashti says faux offended, "And after all I've done for and or to you both"

"She is still our sister."

"Well," Tziporah says "I suppose when you put it that way we should act like we're okay with this and then 'borrow' things from here to annoy her later?"

Vashti actually looks touched "I do have some lovely garments in Arsenic green that would look lovely on you both"

"Arsenic green?" Tzzy blinks 'POoka speak?" Has she not heard of the poisonous threads of yesteryear?

"Ooo, I hope for once thou speaketh true, for how delightful!"

The pooka stares at Tizzy with a shocked look "You knowest not of the ..." She looks at Zara 'Well, in truth, i lied and it would look horrible on you both" A wink, perhaps not horrible, but "However of the dread emerald allure?" She moves to show them, gowns deadly, shawls lethal, and even a lovely bonnet sinister... if worn overlong and too oft

"Why must a color so deadly be so bold? Fie upon aposematism!"

"I LIKE bold colors" Tzzy admires

"Tis the curse of we pale lasses that we must ever work harder in our endeavours" Vashti sympathizes with Zara "Tis a pity that one must try extra hard to make a poisonous pale lavender"

"What, is there an anti tan movement here?" Tziporah grins "A little sunlight wouldn't hurt you guys THAT much"

Vashti gasps "She's trying to kill me, dost she not know Icarus was a moth?"

Hissssssssssss

Tziporah rolls her eyes at her sisters "And they say we Eshu are dramatic. Fine fine, I won't threaten either of you with the mean old sun... but could we please not make that tapestry.. obvious?" A pleading look at the floozy tapestry

"Oh, but have you not a story of daring and romance to go with it?"

"Well... SOME" She admits "But it was equal parts embarrassment"

Vashti mmmphs then says "Here... place it where you will so you may share the tale with those who find it?" She removes the tapestry from the wall. Under it is another tapestry

"Appropriately dramatic setbacks, if told right."

"Fine you sold me, and thank you, Vashti" She takes the floozy tapestry "IT IS amazing work even if the subjects look shallow" A glance at the tapestry under it "That one is more Zara's style"

"Zara, at least , would not spite it after a commision" Vashti says with some annoyance, but not directed at either of her sisters, "The customer 'changed her mind'"

"Who dared!?'

"A resident of the nearby Key Club whose name escapes me" Vasthi waves it off. No doubt lying about not remembering the name "It was a bit 'modern' compared to ancient styles but I did not think it without merit" A huff

"Without merit? It's good" Tziporah says also offended on Vashti's behalf, "There's a lot of symbolism in it"

"more than meets the eye" Vashti adds and runs her fingers along it "But the extra TOUCH was not appreciated"

Zara's keen eyes notice the slighest of bumps along the tapestry

Only a sluagh likely would

"Didst thou require a deposit? For materials, aye?"

She trails her fingertips along the weaving.

Braille!

Reading....?

"In mine haste, I neglected to assume decency"

A gentle tut.

The Braille reads '"She walks the night with a staff of yew,
Her cloak is a web of silver dew.
Her face is pale as the ash-grey sky,
But her eyes are the fireflies' lights awry."

"Oh, lovely." She murmurs.

"mmm?" Tiziporah touches it as well, following Zara's lead "is that BRAILLE? IN a tapestry? WOW. I wish I could read it"

Vashti says 'The translation is cackle softely but carry a big stick"

Tziporah looks dubious at THAT translation, but then says "The person who commisioned this owes you at least for the materials"

"I can avenge myself if needs be, but I am trying a new diet which discourages" Vashti hmmphs

"I know the key club."

"Sisters dear, you are sweet, but I will find a buyer eventually"

Tzzy glances over at Zara, a look exchanged that even if Vashti is going to let it go, she might not

Zara has a look.

It is Winter. And her kin has been insulted.

Vashti handss the floozy tapestry over to Tiziporah "And there you go, think o fit with fond humor, and yes, pride of the adventure it hints at"