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[oceanwrecker]

[It's been a long trip from Kirkwall to this new land, but Captain Isabela will not let that stop her! It's been the first time in a long time since she's set sail, and the sea is calling. For once, she felt bad that she was going to leave her family--uh, reluctant gang, but Hawke will understand. Besides, they all forced her to write from time to time. She sends back awful anecdotes by pigeon.

But here she is, stepping upon this foreign country. She's heard stories about it, but for someone who practically lives on the water and travels everywhere, it is unusual that this is going to be her first time. Either way, better now than never.

It's a rather nice place: doesn't smell like Ferelden or Kirkwall, much humbler than Orlais for sure, but it's incredibly uptight. She's spent days here, moving from tea house to bar to snack houses and all the while, it's not as much as a party as she's used to. Sure, the men could get rather rowdy, but it's always short lived. Well, she's fine with short lived, honestly. The problem is, all those said men were disgusting, and even she had some standards. If she wanted such disgusting people, she could get them back in Kirkwall. Seriously.

Today she was going to try out this onsen. It had a bar, some nice hot springs, and maybe the food is going to be fantastic. And who knows, she might meet a new drinking buddy! Maker, she never realised how much she missed having a drinking buddy.]

Alright, what do you have? [Is it more of that sake stuff again? She doesn't mind it, but she hasn't adjusted well enough to appreciate it as much as she does ale.]

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[geishake]

[It's unusual for any of the townsfolk to come and drink sake this early in the day so Jiroutachi isn't surprised to find the rumoured foreigner standing across the counter. Her appearance hasn't gone unnoticed by anyone who was close enough to see her ship dock and those who weren't there to witness it probably knew within a day regardless.

Jiroutachi can only picture the scandalized whispers and looks and the thought makes him grin. It won't hurt the townsfolk at all to have someone around who is even less caring about keeping up appearances than Jiroutachi is.]

Only the best of the best. [Aka more of the sake stuff. But knowing Jiroutachi's refined taste, it really is the best of the best.] Regional sake. [There is also a stash of beverages which aren't sake but that's not open to the public. Yet.]

[oceanwrecker]

[Oh she heard alright, the whispers and the rumours. And scandalised wives. Not that it ever mattered to her, she even let her BFF4eva Aveline call her a slattern.

Now that she's getting a better look at this young man, don't mind her as she gives him the full head to toe. He's tall, and he's dressed in these regal looking robes that she's sure would fetch some decent gold. And she hasn't even taken into account his hair pieces yet.

This is someone who appreciates the finer things in life, not just someone who gets plastered off his face and needs to be scraped off the pavement the next day (or he could be, but at least he'll look good doing it). Also hot body. A+++ would tap.]

Regional sake? [Ah, more sake. But colour her interested at "best of the best".] I think this means you're going to have to make a recommendation. If it's not obvious, I'm a...tourist. [Saying this as she props her hand onto her hip. Bring it on, she's ready.]

[geishake]

[A challenger arrives and the fire in her eyes makes Jiroutachi's smile widen. It's not every day a stranger walks into this place, much less a woman who is clearly unbothered by all sense of propriety this country holds so dear. A woman showing this much skin? Unthinkable.

And yet here she is, smooth legs, a mane of curling dark hair and with the aura of someone who knows their own body inside out. Someone who doesn't have to focus on appearing confident because they just are./i>

Only good things will come for this town, a change in the winds.

And it's about time.

Laughing, Jiroutachi dips into the smallest of bows before he reaches for the shelf behind him, pulling down several bottles, eying them, shaking his head at some which are returned to the shelf until he is left with two.]

These two? Are divine. You seem like a lady of good taste so why don't you try both and tell me which one you think is better?

[oceanwrecker]

[Let's be real, if everyone can just dress as they like, the world will be a much happier place. And here's this big guy here, doing exactly as she thinks. They're going to be best friends, she believes this.

And just as he recommends a drink? Forget best friends, they're going to be bosom buddies. That's better than just best friends, right? She leans in to inspect the bottles. They look just about as delicate and beautiful as everything in this country seems to hold. Much much more attractive than the bottles back in Kirkwall, that's for certain. She can appreciate that. But does it have enough? Or is it so potent it'll knock her right out of her boots?

She chuckles at his exclamation too. He's a saucy one, this.]

Flattery can get you anywhere, big boy. [Big boy? SHE'S NOT WRONG.] Well, I can't say no when you're telling me to try both. I might have to try them twice too, if you get what I mean.