#fenixtj

Between the two of them, Jessica knows this best, perhaps. Still, they are both armed. Jessica knows the city very well. Regular patrols have kept dangers as low as they might get. Her work with the Nunnehi have provided some safety in that regard. It could be worse.

And so it is, that they find something neither expected. A nunnehi in a small stall. A stunted looking fellow, who looks the shape of a crude clay figuringe, squat in shape, almost toad like, but no kithain. About him are trinkets dangling from the top of the stall along with bright stripes of cloth. WHAT tribe he is is.. new

Jessica nods respectfully to him, not approaching right away; give him space, show no threat.

Siv strides up and offers a hand "Siv Wayborne, this is my sister Jessica! Pleased to meet you!"

Jess tries so hide the pained expression, and wishes -she- had a beard......

The shopkeeper stares at the hand, then cautiously takes it "you wanting the buying?" he says in choppy Spanish

Jess's Spanish is now fluent, but her native dialects are still rough. She tries to place what the Nunnehi might speak.

The fact Jessica attempts it makes the Nunnehi.. SMILE

"You are very kind" he speaks slower, still in Spainish "to learn of old tongues"

"Old, maybe but wisdom and honor in them." she tries laboriously.

A nod "Do you wish to see my wares?" The fellow says "These are lucky charms"

Siv's eyes spark with humor and she clears her throat (I wonder if they're magically delicious?)

"I would be honored."

As a troll, Jess can read that

Jess gives Siv a -look-.

Siv sobers and behaves herself.

The nunnehi does not speak troll. He seems boggan like, but there are differences, "This charm is for health.." He taps one, "This one is for love" He taps another "This one is for wealth" Each design is nnative, local, and quite lovely "And this one is for travel"

Jessica does looks but does not touch, and kens them.

How odd... they seem to .. well, they're not imbued with glamour, but kenning them she can feel a kind of echo OF glamour. Like an echo of a song is not the song itself

Siv eyes them "They're very beautiful designs, don't you think, sis?"

"Thank you, but onne should not pick what looks good. One should pick what one needs them for" the little man assures

"Beautiful, yes. Powerful, too." her wording indicates beauty and power are not always the same thing. "I think, sir, these really work. May I know how to call you?"

"Tqwai" he says, the Q sound defying rules of European languages

"A pleasure to meet you, Tqwai" Siv smiles

Jessica nods respectfully. "Thank you. As you know, I am Yessica." she uses the Spanish pronounciation "And this is my sister, Siv."

"I have heard of you, Yessica. "

He nods "I am safe here, thannks to you"

"I am glad to be of sacrifice. How in manner was I?"

"your manners are fine" he assures kindly

((Are they still speaking (or trying to speak) a native dialect?))

(Mostly Spanish)

((Ok, Jess was trying to use what she could of his dialect....))

(Oh in that case, they slip in and out)

"Apologies. I meant to ask...." as she switches to slow Spanish ".... How was able to help you?"

Siv blinks as she loses track of the conversation now and then

"My people are no longer attacked here" he explains

That -does- bring a smile to her face. "I am glad to hear that."

He smiels back then says "You wish to buy?"

"These -do- work, yes? For everyone? Do the work for mortals?" she asks quietly while looking at them all most closely.

"No not so well" He says sadly "You see, it take your glamour and fuel the charm. You could imbue and gift, but nnot last for more than a day for them"

"That's why the kenning was like an echo" Siv realizes "It has no glamour of it's own"

Jessica nods. "I can see uses for them but admit I'm not sad they don't work for mortals with out our help and intention."

Siv eyes the one for love, then looks at her sister pointedly: hint hint

The taller gringa stands. "I'll take one, please." she produces her wallet.

"Which one?" He smiles and names a ..well, a reasonable price

She nods and pays. "I would like you to choose for me, please, Tqwai."

Tqwai seems shocked at this, then he inclinnes his head "You honor me more than you know. You ask not for what you want, but what you think others need. Undderstand, what I pick, it is not a failing in you, yes?"

Siv mutters "give her the one for love' but Jessica hears it

"I understand."she answers, ignoring Siv.

Tqwai closes his eyes, and seems to be humming. His palm dances over each trinket. Then comes down on love which he picks up blindly and offers to Jessica