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[ BEHOLD, Zevran lounging, somewhat, dressed comfortably as he's settled by the fire, wrist angled just so to make his angles all the more artful as he makes his most somber of faces into the camera. ]

I think the time has come to ask a very serious question of the Village.

[ The face drops and now, well, he is all smiles. ]

Is it just me or is place full to bursting with ridiculously sexy individuals? We have statuesque warriors, lithe scholars, voluptuous women, people in every glorious shade, size, and shape- and every last one of them incredibly attractive. I had thought to myself- 'Zevran, those in charge of this place must be turning away those with less than appealing faces' but no. Handsome men and gorgeous women all. I have tried to list out names and rate them but, alas, there are too many even for I to form an opinion.

Too many gorgeous people. Is that not a marvelous problem to have?

And so I turn to you, my fellow villagers. I ask for your aid because I simply cannot keep up with all the lovely people on my own. From a scale of "I would kiss them tomorrow" to "I would have them right now if they so wished", how would you rate the beautiful people of our Village?

In the interest of fairness- if you name a name? You must list what of them you find terribly attractive- what of them drives you to the point of distraction. I shall go first!

Kate - Such poise, such fire, such compassion to continue to feed the village every day for our luncheon meal, never asking thanks or consideration for her labors. She gives of her heart and her skills, minding the fires and tending to our lonely souls. A flame in the dark, she with glimmering eyes and so sweet a voice- and fiery temper, who wouldn't wish to spend a time by the hearth with her?

Shiro - A gallant man indeed, with a keen eye and a warm heart that seems terribly unaware of his own beauty, which is all the more a shame. He has a face that looks as though it were sculpted by artists, a broad strength to him that is beguiling- and a quiet sorrow that is enticing. Perhaps a night or two in pleasing company might lift his spirits? It is certainly worth a shot!

Anne - Now here is a woman with a taste for the finer things in life. She knows what it is that she wants and takes no prisoners in finding a way to get it. The fall of her hair, the flash of her eyes, the wicked curve of her lips? It does get the blood pumping, that is certain. She, well. She I would ask the favor of her favor and content myself with whatever I received.

Altaïr - For a man that certainly turns many a head without noticing, I must admit, I am baffled. How can one be so lovely and so utterly unaware of it? Has he not seen himself? How can anyone look upon that man and not be at least a little enchanted, if not enthralled? Those smoldering eyes, that sultry voice, the weight of wisdom; he I would have right now if he understood my flirtations.

[ OH WAIT HE ALMOST FORGOT TWO MORE ]

Elektra - Someone so fine, so fit, so lovely- with a richness to her voice and a mystery to her poise- ah, she brings to mind a Bard from Orlais, or any discerning lady of the Antivan Court. Someone with a beauty such as hers should be captured by painters, lauded by poets, she ought to turn the eye of a great many in the village. Were she free and of a mind? I'd lose days to her company.

Steven - Never before have I seen so quietly carved an adonis- with piercing eyes and skin so fair it does make one wonder how deeply he might blush- shoulders so broad and a waist so trim? I would climb him like a tree to rid him of this cloud of sorrow that clings to his shoulders. Perhaps he needs the right distraction, yes? And I am ever so good at being distracting.

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It sounds like you have too much time on your hands.

Is the concept of performing multiple tasks whilst speaking so strange?

That wasn't exactly what I was talking about.

You seem to spend a lot of time staring at people.

People watching is a good way to learn more of one's surroundings and the social stratas of a new location.

Yes but I'm not sure it helps here very much.

Have you learned anything useful?

Aside from how we'e an overabundance of attractive, skilled people?

Quite a bit.

What else have you noticed?

[Maybe Kat's the only one who hasn't noticed what people look like here.]

Warriors grow restless and lean into the hunt, scholars work at the mystery of our being here while developing sustainable food, shelter, and amenities for those that come in. There's a remarkable number of people that wander about when they cannot sleep at night.

I've noticed that as well.

[She pauses before continuing.]

Tell me, what do those who aren't scholars or warriors do?

Cook, study, a great many study to make themselves useful. Some cut wood, some watch the sky or explore the woods. It's a fascinating assortment of individuals, here.

What do you do? Or is it exclusive to people watching?

Cook, clean, style and trim hair, hunt. A little of everything.

You do hair?

[She isn't vein but Kat likes keeping the hair behind her head shorter than the strains on either sides of her cheeks. It gets in the way and is annoying but she can't see it and therefore, she can't cut it. It's been months and her hair has grown a little ways pass her shoulders.]

Could you cut mine?

But of course. Most mornings I am in the Inn, near the hearth.

Can we meet tomorrow morning?

[She pauses and then adds.]

What do you look like?

[ooc: we can thread this if you want! A few people have mentioned him to Kat before so I feel like they need to meet in person.]

Certainly. I will be sure to have sharpened my shears for you.

Well- I am the only elf in the village. I am short, blond, and quite handsome if I do say so myself.

[ ooc: I'm down to thread it! Go ahead and move it to action. ]

It sounds like it won't be hard to find you.

I'll see you tomorrow morning.

[With that, Kat hangs up and continues throughout the day. As promised, she arrives in the morning at the inn. She has on a dark green dress with a pair of combat boots and leggings on. A jacket has been pulled over that though its removed the moment she steps into the heat of the inn.

Spotting Zevran is easy enough and she waits no time in approaching him.]

You must me Zevran. I'm Kat. It's nice to meet you in person.

[She hadn't described herself but at least her voice is recognizable.]

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