[The Marketplace itself is almost dizzying for all it offers; Petra has always been a curious soul, and becoming acquainted with a new culture is something she’s had to do a fair amount of over the last few years, enough so that she is able to set any potential discomfort aside and embark on this particular endeavor wholeheartedly. Though she is still new to this land, the invitation had grabbed her interest right away, and browsing the stalls that have been set up to display their wares has proven to be an excellent way of getting a good impression of what is important to both groups represented here.

The jewelry in particular grabs her attention, and she spends a good amount of time examining offerings from werewolves and vampires alike, though the former put her in mind of things she might find at home.]

These pieces are being very beautiful— I have never been seeing a stone quite this color before!

[She engages with stall owners cheerfully as she moves through the marketplace, occasionally asking questions about the origins or purposes of certain items— there are many of those when it comes to things like potions and elixirs.]

I am sorry, you said the contents of these bottles were for recreation? [She frowns just slightly, puzzled, resting her hand against her chin.] I have never known of any potions that were not being for healing… I wonder if they are tasting as bitter as vulneraries.If they are for fun, that would be making them less so, I think.

[Modesty is not something that Petra has much trouble with, and so when she comes across the torchlit hot springs, she does not give much thought to the fact that the werewolves indulging have chosen to wear nothing at all. She notes that some other visitors seem to be a bit hesitant to do the same, but she has no trouble in adhering to the wolves’ way of things when the time comes to slip beneath the water. She does so without a stitch, and though she has not yet been to the hunting woods or done anything that demands she treat her muscles so well at the moment, it is quite a luxury all the same— she cannot remember the last time she’d had occasion to to indulge in this way.

She settles back against the stone of the spring as she sinks deeper beneath the water, smiling to herself as she tips her head back to rest it against the edge.]

It is very kind of them to be inviting guests to share in this, don’t you think?

[Directed to whomever might be soaking nearby. Hopefully, they’re not shy about conversing with a near stranger while mostly (or fully) nude.

Once she’s through with the springs and has dressed herself once more, Petra comes to a pause as she passes by the spa treatments, many of which are unfamiliar to her. She tips her head to one side as she raises a curious brow, tapping her index finger against her chin.]

I do not understand. Why hot rocks?

[Here, Petra is absolutely in her element. Though she has hunted in the dark before, she knows full well that any hunter worth their salt will take every advantage offered to them, and so she is quick to accept use of the eyedrops that are meant to enhance the user’s sight. The effect is dramatic, she notes— if all of her people had access to such things in Brigid, they would no doubt become even greater hunters than they already were.

Having chosen a bow and arrow for herself from the weapons provided, she is eager as she prepares to enter the woods, and though she is confident that she could do well on her own, she chooses to heed the warnings given by the locals and chooses to take a partner— whether that is someone she already knows or a new friend-to-be, Petra will be active in the hunting woods for quite some time and will be offering her company to many who may be seeking a partner for the hunt.]

Are you being ready? We must proceed quietly— I do not think the world of origin matters; no prey is enjoying hearing noises in the dark. I am also thinking the spirits of this land will be guiding us forward, if we are willing to listen.