User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-27550231-20161206055232/@comment-27550231-20161206164545

Jorge pulls a chair out for Dasha and pushes her in only to have it crush his toe when she jumps out and bows when the Regent turns to her. Jorge struggles to hide the pain and calmly tests his chair and sits down.

Dasha is shaking nervously, she knows how strict the laws are in Whitemarch, she knows that so many of her traditional stock can't be sold or even brought here.

"Y-yes"

As she looks up she locks eyes with Asja and is made even more nervous. She's heard that Cheshire's were strange mamono but she didn't expect her to be soo... emotionless.

"I-I-I I own a small travelling shop!"

She covers her mouth when she realises that she was yelling indoors and soon starts to shake even more until Jorge places his hand on her shoulder. "EEEEP!" She jumps and turns to him, looking directly into her eyes mouthing the words.

"Calm down."

He gently ushers her into her seat and she starts again

"My name is Dasha Golzky from Rothfeld. I own a small travelling shop that I run out of my wagon and sell items that I buy, trade or find on the road. They can be anything from paintings, maps and books to plants animals and clothing. My stock is never the same and therebis little I can do to control it. What I'm able to find is what I sell."

Dasha's fairly short stature becomes more apparent as she's kneeling on the chair to place her hands on the desk.