Ailnea
03-21-09, 09:01 AM
It was a fair day in the shops of Radasanth. People came, people went, some purchased things, and some didn't.
All in all, it was a fairly remarkably average day. In fact, the only thing out of the ordinary was the Aibrone monk heading towards the shops. They visited local temples, and of course local nobility and the royalty. Sometimes they even paid visits to the poor, but the market place rarely, if ever, knew the touch of a monk's steps for financial transactions.
Ailnea felt like a fool, but her business was necessary. Having just escaped The Citadel with her life after discovering one of the grandmasters despised her very existence, Ailnea needed a change of clothes for traveling. Despite being trendy in all the monasteries, a Nun's habit was not very comfortable for extended trips.
"Lady Victoria's closet" the sign read outside of a women's clothing shop.
Ailnea took a deep breath and stepped inside. She could not have produced a more profound effect had she announced the end of the world, and had proof of the matter.
Customers and employees alike were shocked into silence, wide eyed stares following her footsteps. Ailnea blushed furiously, not used to having to shop, but having read up on the subject in previous years, felt confident she could handle this task acceptably well.
Looking around the store she realized there were more varieties and styles to women's clothing and undergarments than the simple items she was used to wearing.
Moving over to a section devoted to clothes best suited for traveling, she looked them over carefully. Lady Victoria's closet was a big store, and Ailnea wondered privately if all stores were this big.
Remembering she was a Nun after all, she adopted the sternest expression she could possibly muster, which was rather silly in her current circumstances, and waited for someone to attend to her and help her select a nice outfit for traveling in.
All in all, it was a fairly remarkably average day. In fact, the only thing out of the ordinary was the Aibrone monk heading towards the shops. They visited local temples, and of course local nobility and the royalty. Sometimes they even paid visits to the poor, but the market place rarely, if ever, knew the touch of a monk's steps for financial transactions.
Ailnea felt like a fool, but her business was necessary. Having just escaped The Citadel with her life after discovering one of the grandmasters despised her very existence, Ailnea needed a change of clothes for traveling. Despite being trendy in all the monasteries, a Nun's habit was not very comfortable for extended trips.
"Lady Victoria's closet" the sign read outside of a women's clothing shop.
Ailnea took a deep breath and stepped inside. She could not have produced a more profound effect had she announced the end of the world, and had proof of the matter.
Customers and employees alike were shocked into silence, wide eyed stares following her footsteps. Ailnea blushed furiously, not used to having to shop, but having read up on the subject in previous years, felt confident she could handle this task acceptably well.
Looking around the store she realized there were more varieties and styles to women's clothing and undergarments than the simple items she was used to wearing.
Moving over to a section devoted to clothes best suited for traveling, she looked them over carefully. Lady Victoria's closet was a big store, and Ailnea wondered privately if all stores were this big.
Remembering she was a Nun after all, she adopted the sternest expression she could possibly muster, which was rather silly in her current circumstances, and waited for someone to attend to her and help her select a nice outfit for traveling in.