Setting up Shop (Re-introduction/OPEN)

"Hunter. Hunted. Does it Matter?"

She didn't miss the blistering cold at all as harsh winds buffeted against her face, the cloth hood around her head shielding sensitive ears from the cold. Areem huffed out as her hot breath blossomed into a cloud of steam in the crisp air as her golden eyes finally caught sight of the 'light' at the end of the tunnel. A massive wooden door with iced over steel beams as ebony hair fell down to her waist as she removed her hood from her head. A faint smile curled on her face as the heat of the interior warmed about her cold skin as she unlaced the cloak from her form, tossing it on a nearby coat rack.

Beneath the heavy cloak was a strange mixture of elegance and..feral..attire. Bare feet brushed against the heated stone flooring as heavy anklets of precious gems and bones of some unknown creature clinked together. An effort to hide the faint scarring that remained there from her..misguided..youth.  Similar bracelets wound around her wrists like an entwining serpent as literal snakeskin threaded with silver string guarded similarity scarred wrists. Around her waist was a simple brown pouch..or so it seemed at first as she commandeered one of the large tables to begin taking stock of her wares. It had been a long and..if she was vain enough to brag..successful trip..and it had only taken a few months. The snowy dress encircling her figure remained spotless in all the hunts..that she would take pride in.

Golden eyes flickered down to the new 'scar' nestled beneath her collarbone but above the valley of her chest. Ebony eyes seemed to stare back into golden ones as she reclined in her wooden chair lost in her thoughts. Perhaps she had been..'rash' in actions following her admission to the guild. A sane person would have called her panic attack beyond rash as her following words after the tattoo had been administered was frantic breathing, something about needing to distract herself and quite literally flying out into the mountains below. Corpses and blood made for better conversation pieces than attempting to explain her actions.

A pointed dagger idly dug into the wood in front of her as she hoped her 'offering' to the guild master..and a few worthy guild members would appease them for her disappearance. Crystalized eyes floated eerily in a jar nearest to her as the creature's hide was to her right hand. A monstrous lizard that lurked within dunes of deserts with gem-like eyes meant to blind its' prey. While its' hide was as tough as leather..but as light and soft as silks..a strange combination. A few bowls of fangs from various venomous creatures..a paw or two. Withdrawing the final item from the seemingly endless bag as it was one of Areem's prized possessions of an extremely battered journal with leafs of paper threatening to fall from the binding. Thankfully it was enchanted so such an action couldn't happen..but it still had a battered and charming look about it. Delicate scrawl marked each page with rough sketches of creatures as Areem found herself lost in the pages of her bestiary

"Hunter. Hunted. Does it Matter?"

The ebony claw that Areem had been fiddling dropped with a clatter onto the table as golden orbs flickered to the new arrival. A huff of irritation escaped her as his voice rumbled out a question as she replied snidely   "I wasn't aware that I was to be a caged bird..to admire and sing on cue since I decided to...inhabit here occasionally. Should I have requested my master to unlock my cage first..". Her words came out as a low hiss at the thought of becoming cooped up behind stone through force..or her fingers brushed against the hidden scarring on her wrist..or metal shackles. Her defiant gaze dropped down to her collected treasures as her attention returned to sorting out the various bits and pieces.

Removing a cloth from her pocket as she rubbed it against a pale set of jaws..which seem to glitter with colorful dust with each brush.  Kein jaws were from the omnivorous jaws of an ape-like species with nocturnal habits of grazing..impossible to see at night with such small builds and dark coats..aside from their glimmering jaws. The beasts had been a pleasure to track down over a series of days. Sighing under her breath as she found herself forced to interact with the Guild Master, the man was still that inquisitive child she had 'rescued'. Possibly her biggest mistake since coming to this icy fortress as she set down the polished jaws "  I decided to return to..share..and make a profit off my fellows..by allowing them to take a look at my wares before heading to my usual contacts in 'civilization'". A faint blush crossed her face as her voice dropped a bit as she dug into the satchel once more..it held one more valued item.


Metallic sounds emerged as three distinct rings swung against each other on their metal ring as Areem tossed them into the center crossing her arms cover her chest. The ebony mark of the guild prominent beneath her collarbone as Areem admitted   "As well as I have a question..if you had any insight to...those..I found them in the guts of a Pilo Leopard..along with apparently human remains..". The silver keys seemed to glint in the faint light, a strange trio surrounded by wild remains of beasts. Areem touched a single digit to the top of one key as it glowed with magical energy as a hiss of discomfort escaped her   "Things must be magically cursed..I...I..can't access my magic anymore..I..I..need..your..help..Ahote..". A plea of desperation trickled into her voice as Areem's hands clenched together to hide the faint shaking in them as fear curled in her gut. Her pale complexion seemed to turn a shade lighter as fear began to grip her..to be without the magic that she had used to escape her confines was distressing. It was another reason for her to return back to the guild..after the touch..and her loss of magic..it was impossibly dangerous for her to continue hunting. It was all that drove her..she refused to continue without it.