House Mallorn ar' Celeb'ithil

Dharasha hears his sister to be say, "I do have this passion for leather, there is just something about soft leather that makes me, ummmm well. Oh never mind.”

Dhar laughs quietly to himself, leaning over and whispering barely loud enough for those nearby to hear into his niece’s ear, “Leave it to your Tia to be the fighter all the way. I would have thought her preference though would have been for hard leather.” After a small pause, he adds, “It would protect her better in a fight.” “M’lady, I prefer the smoothness of silk as it gently caresses the body and feels so soft and light against it.” After a pause, he continues, “Then again, I am not the fighter you are as I can tell by the feel of your hand, where the calluses lie.” Smiling he adds, “Still, it is a gentle feel of your hand and arm unlike most fighters I have encountered. And, I am sure you will think of something with which to fill my arms again.”

Koehlia looks at him a bit puzzled, "Why would she wish to fight your freind?" But her question is all but lost when they begins to stroll along and Auntie M continues speaking, “Hard to believe that before we came, the town ended just at that point there and that these next three blocks are recently built and inhabited since we came. I believe it was the added business of our house that helped Brooksfield expand, drawing some younger artisans to better open up their shops here.” It isn't long, however, that they reach their destination and her Auntie M says, “Here we are,” and taps upon the window and a moment later the shop keeper appears in the doorway. She looks at Tia and Driz and hear's Tia say softly, Koeh can swear Tia is about to laugh allowed now and is a bit shocked when she, instead, runs her hand up his arm and caresses his face, saying instead, "M'lord, silk and lace do give a sensual feeling, but leather can also have it's own sensuality also. I am a mixture of both M'lord, I enjoy the advernture of the journey, in it's many forms." Her eyes grow wide with shock and she finds she is quite releived when she can see the shop keeper, moving to the door, through the window.

He is a pleasant looking man and he greets Auntie M with a smile, “Good morning Etriel! And a beautiful day we have, isn’t it?” Then he turns, looking at the small group standing there. “Is there something I can show you or your group in my store or something I might be able to specially craft to meet their needs?" Auntie M smiles back at the man and Koeh notices that she treats him as warmly as she does Koeh when she comes to visit. As she waves a hand outward indicating the group of them, she says, “May I present Craftsman Jondar to my sister Lady Selel, Lady Koehlia, and Lord Driz’ace. Jondar, they are all visitors from out of town whom I am showing around Brooksfield.” When she hears her name she smiles and nods to the man in greeting.

As her Tia prepares to go inside, a smile spreading eagarly across her features, Uncle Dhar says, “It appears, Jondar, that the Lady Selel has a fondness for soft leather goods.” To which Tia expertly replires, "My almost brother dear, I do so love the feel of soft leather, I can not always be encased within the hard leather of my possition." Koeh can no longer resist and begins to giggle and there antics, for which she receives a bit of a glare from her Tia, and sobers emmediately as the shop keeper continues, “Please, then, enter my shop and let us find something to your liking. We have a dyer nearby who can match most colors if they aren’t too rare in shade.”, and he sweeps aside allowing them to all go in. As they file in the shop keeper beams, “M’ladies and M’lords, how may I be able to best serve you?” To wich Lord Driz replies eagarly, “Do you do custom tooling to special designs?”
Koeh is a bit confused when Tia begins to tease Driz once again, "M"lord, there is much to be said about a body, and the fondnesses of it. The trick is learning when one body, has a fondness for another." She swear's the poor man is flustering at this point but descides she'd best not get involved. Tia grow's distracted looking at the fine wares so neatly arranged about the store. She turns to her Uncle and whisper's, "I think I shall await you all out on the stoop.", and turns to leave.

She sit's on the stoop, patiently awaiting them, for quite sometime. She listens to the sounds of the town, and children playing, and grows restless. As she get's up to move to the end of the lane, to see what she can see, the door to the shop open's again and they come filing out. Sighing, she stands where she is and awaits them to come fully out of the store. Once they do she takes her place at Uncle Dhar's side. Smiling sweetly up at him, she takes his arm in the same fashion Tia has taken Driz's, she mock's, "Oh Dhar. How kind of you to offer your arm for me.", and bats her eyes at him, trying desparately not to burst into giggles as she leans up and pretends to whisper in his ear.