Small, softly spoken and polite with the vendors of her favoured stalls, Talisa was commonly seen around The Marketplace, with her, two net bags of scarlet twine, and in them, her collections. One was often filled with fruit, citrus and orchard borne. In her hair was a sparkly brooch filled with blue stones, bought from a kind Seller, called Samon. She liked it very, very much.
Rarely seen, but when she is, her garments are of an off white, cream or caramel, and look to be spun of spiderwebs, falling silkily about her wiery frame, clinging to her, as if she might fly away, kite-light.
Samon is seen to offer her a tangerine coloured scarf most every day on her visits. She always declines.
Rarely seen, but when she is, her garments are of an off white, cream or caramel, and look to be spun of spiderwebs, falling silkily about her wiery frame, clinging to her, as if she might fly away, kite-light.
Samon is seen to offer her a tangerine coloured scarf most every day on her visits. She always declines.