[ Sitting cross-legged on the other bed, Granuaile is pulling her hair up into a topknot, but she cranes her neck to look towards the map. ]
It doesn't matter to me. Unless you've heard of anything cool to do in either of those directions. Festivals, celebrations, a place that makes great mai tais...
[ She trails off, wrapping a ponytail holder around her bun and letting go, when the bun sags a little from the weight of her hair. ]
Aren't there ruins north of here?
[ Unfolding herself from her position, she moves to kneel in between the beds and cross her arms on Cora's, looking intently at the map. Exploring ancient ruins could be fun. Of course, they'd have to be Indiana Jones-type ruins and not a tourist trap where they sell postcards and little salt and pepper shakers in the shape of pyramids at the gift shop. Granuaile's itching for a little adventure. ]
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It doesn't matter to me. Unless you've heard of anything cool to do in either of those directions. Festivals, celebrations, a place that makes great mai tais...
[ She trails off, wrapping a ponytail holder around her bun and letting go, when the bun sags a little from the weight of her hair. ]
Aren't there ruins north of here?
[ Unfolding herself from her position, she moves to kneel in between the beds and cross her arms on Cora's, looking intently at the map. Exploring ancient ruins could be fun. Of course, they'd have to be Indiana Jones-type ruins and not a tourist trap where they sell postcards and little salt and pepper shakers in the shape of pyramids at the gift shop. Granuaile's itching for a little adventure. ]