Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

- Oh, excellent, it's you I need! I was looking for someone from the Guard. Feel free to search around, but I have a small request for you? A conversation? Regarding tomorrow.

Beata is working in Carnelian.

— Good day, — carefully entering, the Tanarian woman politely nodded to the designer and took the opportunity to examine the assortment, just in case, — I heard that you also handle custom orders. Is that true?

-- No, I haven't heard... Why did you think that makes sense? Maybe I'm a high-quality, solid metal golem? -- a smile, after which the Fury switches to a different, more interesting topic, because the artist touched upon a good idea. -- And the temporary nature of things... in itself doesn't make them art, because there are many temporary things that don't represent cultural value. Look at how many leaves there are from the trees around here, although together they are beautiful, but you wouldn't take a leaf and put it in a museum, would you? Moreover, the more valuable the art, the better it is usually taken care of so that it doesn't decay...

-- But yes, there are forms of art that will soon disappear or be replaced by something else. Delicious food, or a rose bush trimmed into a fancy shape... Or a circus performance that will be on this stage tomorrow, which you and five... six, if you count your departed assistant, created. Such things should be appreciated while they exist, definitely.

-- She is hygiene itself, she sterilizes everything with fire, you don't have to worry )

- The enemy was strong if that was the result even with an ambush... How did you manage to survive? By sheer willpower?

- True.

- That's great. I wish I had such a responsible wife.

"I'd say it's great, but I'm not even sure if I have enough funds to place the order. So, it's too early to celebrate."
— Thank you. In that case, I would like to know how much it will cost to order a dress for tomorrow.

- By tomorrow? - Alice looked up from her work, her expression unenthusiastic. - Two thousand and up.

*Searching*

- It seems that some of your sweets have become moldy. This isn't exactly a violation, but it's something to keep in mind. What's the request?

Arrives, finds the stage ready and workers eating, along with Erefir.

- You're probably right, "art" isn't the right term. I had an acquaintance who... how should I put it? Look at this window, for example," he gestures towards one of the Carnelian windows, "he could break it, and then say that the pattern formed by the shards on the ground is his expression. The same can be said about low-quality works in any other field; they may be unpleasant to look at, but that doesn't stop them from being art. So, it's more about beauty, and it's fleeting. Look at yourself in the mirror – an attractive, young woman, but time will pass, and none of this will remain – smooth skin will be covered with wrinkles, hair will turn gray or fall out, breasts will sag, and so on. It's quite sad, but at the same time, it makes us appreciate this ephemeral beauty.

- That's great. I wish I had such a responsible wife.

- Enjoy your meal, everyone, boss! I see you've already done everything!
Beata runs up to the future performance area and inspects it critically. She walks through the rows of seats, checking the visibility of the stage from all locations, the sturdiness of the benches. She tests the fabric of the tent, assessing how much space there is inside and how easy it is to enter and exit. She measures the distance from the fire-eater's props to the tent with steps. She nudges the arena fence, checking its strength. Finally, she inspects the props, spins a few hoops, juggles some clubs, does a couple of somersaults on the bars, and finishes with a cartwheel across the diameter of the stage. Satisfied, Beata brushes off her hands and approaches the workers.
- Well done! - she gives a thumbs up. - Now, I'll wash my hands and have a bite to eat; I've been running around the city all morning, I'm as hungry as a harpy!
A few minutes later, Beata joins the meal.
- I hope you didn't wait too long for me while I was running around 😅

-- Don't forget to praise Alaria, she was fighting alongside the others. I have a small question for you, once you've had something to eat.

- Alaria definitely did a great job! - Beata nodded, inhaling a portion of food so quickly, as if a portal to another universe had opened in it. - What a question!

-- Actually, it's not a question, but rather two. First, have we gathered enough performers?

Secondly, I was wondering, would staged duels in the form of combat-style dances be appropriate for such performances, or is that not usually done?

She headed back towards the Carneol headquarters.

"Really? Judging by the noise, I thought they just dried out. Sweets can last a long time. Okay, we'll sort it out later."
- We've coordinated with the administration to put on a small circus performance here in the port, near the Carneol headquarters, to somehow cheer people up and boost their morale. We're preparing for it now, there will be a rehearsal in the evening, and the performance itself will be tomorrow. I'm telling you this, first, so you know what's going on and who all these people are, just in case, " he smiled at his wording. - And secondly, there will probably be quite a few people at the performance, and of all kinds. We have a few strong guys, but half of them will be on stage, and in general, we are mercenaries, not representatives of the official authorities, so if something goes wrong, they might not understand us. And it would be great if we could be allocated a few guards or increase patrols in this area. Of course, this is just my suggestion, you know best how to proceed, but I think it's important to let you know.

- Well done! " she showed two thumbs up. - Now, I'll wash my hands and have a snack, I've been running around the city all morning, I'm as hungry as a harpy!

- I hope you didn't wait too long for me while I was running around.

- Perhaps. However, the aging scenario sounds a bit fantastic to me at the moment, because I didn't become a warrior in order to live a long life, and therefore I secretly hope for a spectacular heroic death sometime long before this issue arises ) - Erephir joked. - But in general, you are right in one way or another... Whether it's time, enemies, or even the thermal death of the Universe, nothing existing will be spared from them, even the most majestic sun-drenched mountains, even the most exquisite blades and armor forged from meteorite steel, and all works of art, and all decorations, will still fall and turn into something else. This dynamic, which is accessible to our senses, makes our life truly magical, we are not just looking at a static photograph, no, we are reading a book, an entire album passes before curious human eyes, and each page brings something new to us.

- Those who seek will find, there is a whole host of professions where your way of thinking is critically necessary and therefore common. A cook is one of them, yes... Another is a doctor. So there is still a lot ahead )

- I understand. Tomorrow, the city will be too crowded, so it won't be possible to single out people based on you alone, but I will keep that in mind. Thank you for letting me know.

What he heard made Laikos clasp his hands together and gaze dreamily after Beata.

- You've kept us waiting, - said Dahs. - Between the fat lady and the tin can, you're the only normal one in this brothel.

— Oh, Beat, you're back? — the warrior approached and waved at the acrobat, — So, how did it go?

- After inspecting the stage, I can assure you that everything is more than good! I don't know what Guiyoshi's status is, but he's the leader, so I think he has everything under control too. Thank you for your help with the stage and for lunch; I was so hungry that if it weren't for you, I would have started gnawing on the stage that you worked so hard to build!