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[Good evening, explorers! After departing from Cair Paradisa, the path was south at first, but turned west fairly early on. Skirting well south of Eldritch Forest, the travelers had camped near the edge of the Amber Steppe, not quite within sight of the forest that marks the Totem Coast. The grasses are parched brown by the heat, though greener patches mark the presence of water. It's near one of these - a small, bubbling stream leading west that Raine has chosen to follow as it will almost certainly run into the river marked on her map - that the travelers have made their camp.

The carts and wagons are arranged in a defensive circle, though the campers are free to set up their tents outside them as well as inside wher ethe rest of them are. There are small cooking fires scattered around as well as a large bonfire in the center for socializing.

Play music? Sing? Teach those poor non-Earth kids how to make s'mores? Or just sit around and socialize with others.

Or hide in your tent and ignore everyone, if you really want to.]

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[ And this is Arya sneaking away downstream until she's certain she's out of sight. She waters and hobbles Aemon, leaving him to graze. She had been feeding Nymeria scraps on the way so the direwolf can last until Arya gets her a proper meal. Ignoring her hunger pains, Arya proceeds to strip down to her smallclothes and dump the rest in the water to scrub clean. Hopefully, that will help the smell. ]

[ Arya. Arya. You're not as sneaky as you think, and someone certainly see you attempt to slink off. After gathering a couple of things she follows after, allowing her horse to graze nearby. Guess who brought some goodies? That's right, Dany did! ]

[ Thanks to Nymeria, alarm extraordinaire, Arya is not caught off guard when Dany shows up. She continues scrubbing her shirt (castle-given) and trousers (stolen from a little brother who will never be a knight). ]

Did you follow me?

I did. [ There is a soft apology in her voice, but to be honest she is not entirely. ]

I brought you some oils. [ She approaches with a couple of small vials of liquid. ] They will help with the smell.

Oh. You didn't have to. [ But she's reaching for them anyway. ]

[ A smile and she hands them over. ] I wanted to.

[ She unstoppers one to smell it. Nymeria comes over to sniff at it. ]

What do you think? Yes? [ Nymeria snorts. ] Fine. How about this one? [ The next one, Nymeria almost sticks her nose over it. Arya pulls it back with a laugh. ] This one then!

[ The display makes her laugh softly. ] That one is one of my favorites.

[ She carefully sets the oils aside so she can finish with her clothes first. ]

Are they from the Free Cities?

Two are, yes. From Pentos to be exact. [ She settles close by, removing her boots to allow her feet to dangle in the waters. ] One is of the Dothraki.

Is this one the Dothraki? [ She holds up the one Nymeria liked. ]

[ She nods. ] Yes.

[ Arya smiles, pleased she guessed right. ]

What other cities have you been to?

Many. Before the magister in Pentos took us in, my brother and I travelled among the Free Cities. [ Trying to garner aid to take back the Seven Kingdoms, but they got nothing but mockery and laughter. The memory of Viserys' rage used to make her tremble, but now she feels nothing but pity. ] I have also traveled to Vas Dothrak when my lord husband still lived.

[ Clothes clean, she stretches them out so they dry as much as they can. ]

What was your husband like?

He was... [ She drifts into silence. Her mind scrambling to find what little the castle left her with. ] Strong. My lord husband was strong, he led a khalasar of forty thousand strong and he had never been defeated. His hair had never been cut and was adorned with the bells of his victories.

[ She stares at the water, swinging her feet back and forth, watching the ripples the movements creates. ]

He was not a man who showed many emotions, he was a great khal and as khal he had to be as stone. But he was kind to me, he was sweet and tender. [ She wishes she could describe his face, she wishes she could remember his name. ]

He grew to love me and I grew to love him deeply, with all of my heart. [ The smile that creeps onto her lips is small and sad. ] I still do.

Like my mother and father. Mother was supposed to marry my nuncle, but King Aerys killed him and my grandfather. She married Father. Father loved her and she still loves him.

[ Arya Stark: the original Ned/Cat shipper. ]

What's your husband's name?

[ She ignores the mention of her father on purpose, the feelings that are brought up are too sour. ]

I do not remember. [ A beat. ] The castle took his name and his face from me, it is my price.

That's like my loss. I can't remember how my dancing master looked or his name.

They are losses most cruel.

[ Time for a change of subject! ]

Were you also going to wash?

[ Subject change was super effective! ]

I have thought of it, certainly.

If you're worried about anyone seeing, I can have Nymeria stand guard. [ Nothing like stillbabby!direwolf to scare away people who no longer have access to magical healing. ]

I would be most grateful. [ Thankfully there is a deep section of the stream right beside them, large enough for a quick bath.

And she isn't worried about Arya being around, she trusts the girl. :) ]

Nymeria, watch. [ She has to repeat the command before Nymeria begins prowling a wide semi-circle around them. ] There.

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