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Following the tall man leading her around, Hiriko chuckles at his question. "You speak wrong Coric-san. Your names very different than mine. In Minkai, clan name is first. Nakayama is my clan, my family. Hiriko is what those close call me. Please, call me Nakayama-san. Do not be offended. My story is too long for one day. Today is a festival, no? Let us be festive!" she says in response.
Chuckling a little bit at the man's apparent shyness, Hiriko motions her hand forward. "Worry not Satinder-san. I am only a woman. Do not feel need to be so shy. Nakayama Hiriko is honorable woman. Now, please, lead me through this town?"
Hiriko continues to look up at the skinny, but towering giant in front of her as he speaks. "I do relate to feeling of this. Childhood does feel as if long ago. I will forgive you for both requests. Correct, you are that I do not belong of here. It is all new to me, things I see here I do not see back home." She takes a moment to look over the man, and see if he looks as if he maybe someone to be wary of. Seeing the expression on his face, she feels that he maybe someone that she could walk with, even if only for today. "You know of this place? Has much changed since you were a child? Perhaps you walk this town with me? I know little of your culture, I would like to learn. Your repayment for your lack of awareness, yes?"
Walking into the town, Hiriko begins to notice all of the different goings and happenings of her surroundings. Seeing all of the different colors, so bright and festive, she looks down at her kikko. "I have let myself become too covered in filth. I need to wash this off, it feels like such a vile disgrace. It is unbecoming of myself. Perhaps I shall do this later tonight, after the festival and I can find an inn to stay in." Slowly taking her time, she looks at the vendors, noticing the different styles which were so very different than that of her homeland. She began to wonder if she'd find something here in this land that could remind her of home, something that she could tie herself to, even if for just a moment. Maybe one of these days she figured, maybe one day she'd be able to find something. Stopping for just a moment, she closed her eyes and gathered her thoughts. Sighing briefly, she lifted her head back up and opened her eyes, but before she could move back forward, she was already being stopped in her tracks. Taken aback for just the moment, she looked at what hit her. This thin, towering blonde haired man, who felt like wasn't much older than she was, if he was indeed. Hearing his words, she put on a smile and looked back up at him with a raised brow. "If one ask forgiveness, perhaps one should watch before asking?"
Walking down the path, Nakayama approaches the mirror into Sandpoint. Looking over the hill, she looks down on to the town, noticing the crowd of people of what seems to be the town square. She looks back down in the mirror, readjusting the cloth hood on her head as she takes some time to read the phrase on the side, still learning the language that she isn't used to. Staying quiet, she silently thinks to herself. 'See myself as they see myself? An odd phrase. I wonder how they would see me then. I suppose I can see what this gathering is about, but I do not think I will be here long.' She readjusts the pack on her back and continues to walk forward, making her way into the town. |