Moonspear right there out on the deck

Kini made it to the borders with her usual sway. The hum of a song on her lips. The scent of herbs and dirt and her own unique scent all mixed in. 

She was tiny where Kini was not. Dark and small woth deep blue eyes. Kinusi wondered if she was the best greeter. After all she was brash and loud. She pasted a smile to her face and spoke. As always her voice lyrical.

Hi there. I'm Kinusi, but most call me Kini. What brings you to dawnspear.