❀ 𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓱 𝓚𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓭𝔂 𝓞'𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝔂 ❀
{female|human|domestic servant}
{Tags: Jason Mormont | Mentions: Gehuil Asenah| Location: Marketplace}
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Moriah merely flashed the man a small smile, content to get a laugh out of him at the very least. She nodded at his retort, curls bobbing just slightly as she did so before she shuffled the pack's straps that clung tightly around her shoulders, then proceeded to brush off her rather plain looking dress. Upon looking back up at the man her chartreuse gaze would meet his golden eyes, only to notice... he was staring at her. A soft frown appeared on her face then as she tilted her head, the softest of pinks dusting her cheeks. Part of her wondered just why he was staring at her. What could he be possibly doing staring at her? She was rather common in appearance... besides the hair. Nevertheless she just found her gaze looking down to a nearby stall shortly after, before he cleared his throat.
It was then that her gaze returned to his for only a moment. Seemed his staring had caused her to become a little embarrassed, if not bashful. A nod was given as her gaze locked onto the cobblestone pavement. "Aye... He's none of the patient sort, unfortunately." She'd reply softly. She was about to bid him farewell before Jason brought up his offer of his forge, and as he did, she looked up to him then, a small smile appearing on her face then. "I'll keep that in mind, Sir Jason, thank you... just forgive me if I don't come around too often. Going to town is a treat for a person of the likes of me, so I don't get out too often at all." While she loved her job very much, and enjoyed the security that it gave her, part of her missed going out into the villages and towns to socialize. Alas, that was something she had to give up, but at least no she had a roof over her head and a steady source of food. "But on the rare occasion that I do find time, I'll be sure to drop by."
"But if ye ever find yer way to the castle, let one of the maids or servants know you wish to see Miss O'Malley and they'll let me know." Course part of her wondered if the blacksmiths ever made special trips to drop things off, for she had never seen them do such a thing. "Otherwise, it was nice meetin' and talking with you again, Sir Jason. You have a good day." She'd wave at him at that, then begin off into the crowds once more.
She still had her eggs to get so she would make her way to that stall once more, passing by a stall in particular where she could hear the source of music, particularly a flute. She couldn't help but listen in to the interesting music, smiling idly as she fell in line for eggs. All she needed was a dozen eggs, then she'd have to wander back to the castle.