Iradaries

“Most of the papers are nothing important. The kitchenware is all just fired clay.” She toed a few pieces of yellow paper. “Go into that room to the right, on a shelf above the bed there are three books. I’ll get a bag for my clothes.” She paused for a moment, pulling absentmindedly tugging at a ribbon that is around her waist.
“I’ll deal with the locket after that.” She looked back at Kenu and pulled her lips into a tight line. “And no more quips about my eyes.” 

(Hurray!)
“I um…” She mumbled as watched Kenu step between her and the door. Her heart fluttered in her chest. Hell, he isn’t bluffing. She clutched the back of her plain white dress in an effort to remain calm. She gave him a cold stare when he gave the comment about her eyes, but said nothing.
She shook her head and turned away. “Anything I want? I just need a uh… book, some clothes, and a locket.” She glanced over her shoulder, keeping her face passive. “You don’t have to stand there, I’m not stupid enough to run. And if you help this will be faster.”
 

(Oh well, then I’m going to get nommed then… Free zombie hugs!)
Lina blinked, and shifted her weight. “So uh, I go with you or you force me? That’s…” she cleared her throat and stepped away from the table. “How do I know you aren't bluffing about forcing me?”     
 

(Fail >_< Sorry. Oh yeah, I got me shovel and have been working on walking quietly, so as long as they are blind zombies... >:D)(Side note, the imperial capital is Zenith)
Her pale lips shifted lightly as she read the letter. Her eyebrows furrowed when she reached the part about being taken to the imperial capital. She folded the letter up when she finished and crossed her arms over her chest. "Well. That was completely uninformative." She said with a small sigh.
"What so, they want me to just follow you back to uhm... your capital? What if I don't want to go?" She asked. 

(One of the gods is a god of Fear so zombies work :) Though they’d be magical more than virus so a bite wouldn't infect someone, if that’s ok with you)
“I’m Lina. Nice to meet you Kenu.” She said glancing down at the letter. She ran a slender index finger over the seal before breaking it. Leaning against a shabby wooden table Lina’s eyes shifted slowly as she read the paper.
 
(Go ahead, we’ll use yours.)   

(Let’s go with 17-19!)(About how old is Kenu?) (I'm sorry I'm so slow D:)
Well, at least he’s honest about it. She leaned forward and took the letter from the man. “What? Don’t have red eyes in the Empire?” She asked flatly as she glanced down at the letter’s seal. An eye? Weird. She stepped back into her cottage. “Come on in. I’ll make tea or whatever you drink. Tie your horse to the tree or something.”
She glanced around blandly at the main room, papers scattered across the floor along with several clay cups. Guess I should have cleaned up yesterday. She looked back towards the door to check to see if the man had followed her in yet.    

Lina's shoulders dropped slightly when the man suddenly seemed shocked. That would be my eyes again. She kept her her face as passive as possable to seem like she didn't care what he thought about her eyes. She crossed her arms over her chest as he talked. So formal, definately an imperial. 
"Depends, who are you looking for?" she asked, leaning against the door frame. 

Hm… Maybe I did toss it on the desk? I could just toss all the junk off it until… She paused when she heard a muffled call Lina blinked. What the? An imperial? She pushed open a window, and squinted. Looks like an imperial… That’s a big horse. The man waved, Lina stepped away from the window.
Maybe he’s asking for directions? She walked to the front door, brushing her hair out of her reddish-orange eyes as she went. She stopped at the front door and pushed it open. She stepped out before she gave any thought to how she looked. My hair’s a mess, my cloths can’t be much better. She glanced down before looking towards the man. Yep. Whatever not like it mattters.    
“Hello.” She said plainly.

(It would the Ashian Empire and the Xia Republic, relations between the two are usually up and down anyway so it works)
(Yeah, that’s fine, it works with her character)(Because I am slowly filling out random lore- what do you think about mages having eye colors that are completely different than normal people’s?)
 
Loose yellow papers drifted to the ground as Lina franticly shifted through the accumulated jumble on an shabby wooden desk. She brushed her messy dark-brown hair away from her eyes. I swear I need to get this damn hair cut. She thought sourly.
With an exasperated groan she ran her hands over her eyes and down her face, turned away from her desk and stepped through a nearby door way into a small bedroom. Ok, I can check again in a bit, I just need a moment to calm down. It shouldn’t be on the desk anyway. She leaned against the wall, rubbing her temples. Where’d I put it? I had it yesterday.