Adamas

Lost in his effort to write, Adamas is surprised to hear a voice so close to him. His face shoots upwards, only to come at eye-level with a very pale and pretty lowlander girl.

"What?"

But then his brain catches up. Adamas may appear slow but he is actually quire perceptive. Looking quickly around he notices that he is the only one sitting alone and that no other empty seats exist.

He looks back to the lady.

"A fair and winning day to you, nice lady! Yes please please sit. I will make room for you. Silly Lowlanders make small tables instead of one big one. That way, there would have been room for all."

With quick gestures, he packs his maps, diary, writing instruments and the like and makes room. He also piles up his plates and puts them down on the floor. Noone breaks things in Cheoienos-Hearth unless they can afford to replace them. Very few can.

Adamas asks seriously.

"Is that enough?"

In Cheoienos, crowding would be a challenge to a pushing contest. But this pale creature would not offer a fair challenge. Also, perhaps the Lowlanders do not allow their females to participate. They have some crazy costumes regarding their females, for sure.