Watching her try to coerce the spirit lantern into laughing, he asked: "Have you seen these before? The fairies here shouldn't mind if you asked to keep one. Though it might not be made of precious stones or metals, it's not something you can find easily." He had considered asking for one himself, as these particular lanterns seemed to be enchanted on an entirely different level than the ones in Feeorin. It was more whimsical than eerie, as if imbued with a playful spirit.

As the two stood on the bridge someone watched them from a distance before approaching. The figure in question was dressed in light clothing, styled after vines and shimmering like gossamer. A blend of elegance with a dash of flirtatious daring created the modest yet form-fitting attire of an attractive woman with black hair and dragonfly wings.  In a way she seemed similar to Cymbel's true appearance and had a mischievous glint in her amber eyes. "Enjoying the view, both of you?" A melodious voice rang out from behind them.

seeing Cymdel was not going to laugh she put the lantern back. "I already have more than i came for and would not want to take more than i got. these things need to stay here" she said. and the last thing she wanted was a almost spooky light in her home showing off what she had so carefully hidden. 

she had looked around and watched the ground below them for a bit before noticing the girl and her wings. she again looked at the ground and how far up they were. than she heard the voice and turned. "I am. I find it interesting that the homes are in the trees. It gives a nice view" She said as she looked at the woman. 

"It does give it an ethereal vibe, doesn't it? Even though it's not like we have many problems with pests and beasts here in this portion of the island, it never hurts to add a touch of security. Aside from practical reasons, how many houses can boast seeing the morning sunrise and sunset every day?" Leaning against a tree's trunk the fairy looked both of them over. Her thin, iridescent wings flitted a bit as she settled into a more casual, reclining position. "So, where are you from? We mostly get human visitors and the occasional Rosenites, but both of you look new."

"We came from Arri, the mainland. I've always wanted to come by here and see this portion of Horae Island. It's much different than I imagined. I'm surprised to see so many familiar things here, like the spirit lanterns." Cymbel explained. The fairy's gaze stopped on him and lingered for a while, as if she had noticed something. "…Is something wrong? There isn't anything on my face, is there?" he asked nervously.

"Hm…no, not at all. There's just something about you that feels oddly familiar, I wonder why." she said, looking nonchalant. "Neither of you are human, am I right?" Cymbel looked to the side as if wanting to avoid answering.

Vinsue could hold her laugh but it took a good bit of effort. she knew that when two of her own kind got together a you look familiar filling came over even if they where in a humanoid form. she also could see the way her friend did not answer the obvious question.

"you're right but we prefer not to let others know more than for various reasons." She said.

"Ah yes, yes. Of course. As long as nobody causes the other trouble, everything's fine and dandy. Well since you've come through the trouble to visit, mind if I suggest a souvenir? Maybe you'd like a little keepsake to remind you of your time here, or perhaps something for little ones, or your better half?" The fairy was a natural when it came to throwing them a sales pitch, shifting topics naturally into business. Cymbel wondered if she ever decided to leave the island, she could convince anyone passing by in a market to buy something from her. She wasn't even using a charm spell, but her attitude and words alone were incredibly persuasive. He finally caved, unable to resist the pressure of her sustained gaze. "…Alright, so what kind of souvenirs are you talking about? Jewelry, clothing, or small trinkets?"

"Sure, whatever you want. Though looking at you, I'd say I can tell which clothes would fit you like a glove. We also have valuable rarities, enchanted and otherwise for your viewing pleasure." The fairy eyed Vinsue when saying the last part. She winked at her and gave an impish smile. Again, Cymbel had to give her credit for her unabashed boldness in making a sale–even if he was the one on the receiving end of it. The fae's wings quivered as she batted her eyelashes. It was a good thing he was used to seeing such things, or else he would've fallen for such a display. He waited for Vinsue to voice her opinion before speaking his.

"Thanks but i would kindly pass. I an running a tad bit low on coin and have this thing against enchanted idioms." She said seeing what the woman was trying to do. Vinsue had major trust issues and the last time she fell for something like that she was cursed with the thing she was after. 

She was not an easy one to convince as long as she could not see it though, do to her bloodline, if she saw it she would have trouble not getting it.

"Hm, such a pity. Though you can always come by again whenever the thought strikes you." The fairy was disappointed but soon turned her attention back to Cymbel. "As for you, I've got a special surprise." She winked as she flew off into the higher levels of the tree leaving both of them below. "Wait, I take it back–I'm not interested-" His words ended up being directed towards the air as the hum of the fairy's wings faded into the distance. He slumped his shoulders and sighed, with his head in his hands. "…It's too late, I should've known to simply refuse outright. At this rate she won't let me leave until I leave with something." This was what he got for being too soft in denying others.

As he sulked in silence, the fairy returned minutes later grinning from ear to ear. "Here you are, sir. Now…that will be 150 silver crescents."  She handed him a box wrapped with a colorful ribbon tied in the shape of a pumpkin. Eyeing it suspiciously, Cymbel's lips drew into a thin line. "I want to have a look in the box first." The fairy obliged, and opened the lid. Inside were a pair of black leather boots, well-tailored and elegant. The leather was soft and pliable, but durable at the same time. There was no way it wasn't enchanted from that detail alone. "This pair of boots wouldn't happen to be cursed, would it? Or have an enchantment that would cause an obvious detriment to the wearer?"

"No, it doesn't have that kind of enchantment. You'll be able to take it off after putting them on if that's your concern, and no it won't kill you." She saw he was still not convinced, so she added: "It's perfectly harmless, really. Unless you hate flowers or have an allergy to pollen I don't see how it would be a detriment." After inspecting it a bit more, he paid her for the boots and set it aside in his bag. He would have to test them out later. Having experienced everything he had come to the island for, he was ready to go. "So, should we ask the fairies if they feel your condition is stable enough to leave?"

She watched as the girl flew off and her friend made it obvious that he had made a mistake. she did not have a chance to speak before the woman returned. she watched and listened as they talked but the boots she knew had an enchantment. she could since in and noted that the woman said things related to flowers. they were nice boots but she was not going to touch them and would not have bought them. her friend was way too quickly sold and did not even barter. she had a lot to tell him once she got the chance.

"yea, we need to go before she returns with a sword or something else." she stated and led the way back to the house and back to the fairies. the fairies were there and was quick to ask if Vinsue had got dizzy or fainted. once she assured them she had not she asked if she would be fine to leave. they had her sit down. They did a check up and it was vinsues first time ever having one. She was obviously discomforted by a few things the healer did before being given the ok to leave. She was quick to get out of the house and started trying to get back to the ground level.

Once they were on solid ground again, Cymbel was eager to return to the Terra section to leave the island. So far the trip itself hadn't ended too badly. The fairies here were decidedly much more pleasant than those back home, as in they didn't try to kill him and his companion for perverse enjoyment. The loss of his coin was painful, however it was something that could be recovered. Soon they were back to trekking through the forest again, and he pulled up his hood over his head and face while avoiding the trees. Staying close to Vinsue he murmured, "Thank the gods you're here now–you have no idea what I had to go through before finding the pumpkin fields. The dryads here are a bit…assertive."

It was still quite the distance from their docking point, but he'd rather not attempt planting another magic bean ever again. The tip of the beanstalk he had accidentally germinated earlier was still present, a reminder to the wondrous and terrifying powers of nature. 

"You know those new shoes of yours will make it easy to track you if you were them." She Stated. "But i guess they're worth it if you want a garden." She stated as they first started walking. "As of the dryads i bet you liked it. and there grabby hands." She teased she knew that they would not mess with her and that they loved to mess with guys.

"So how was the vine trip" she asked trying to keep the quite down.