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Rishi	The Verdant Leaves Teahouse is a rambling low building that, in addition to serving fine tea, holds a number of shrines to minor gods associated with various kinds of plants, or who have a priest that can argue for some kind of plant related association, just so they can say they have a shrine in Great Forks. Regardless of the commercial nature of the worship here, they do serve quite excellent tea and sliced fruit, so Rishi can be found here on occasion. Right now she is sitting at a table near the wall, pretending to be human as she considers a number of papers in front of her, while sipping some most fragrant peach tea.
Misa	It's almost hard to notice a stranger approaching. Not that they're being particularly stealthy, or that they're particularly plain in appearance- but rather they simply have that withdrawn quality that renders one immemorable. But as it becomes clear she's approaching Rishi's table specifically, for one cause or another, she cuts a curious figure- and maybe a worrisome one, given she carries not one, but two swords on her right hip. Misa may not have the look of a bold person- she's given every crowd a wide berth on the way over- but she rather unworriedly simply sits unbidden at Rishi's table, eyes down at first. After a moment, she raises them, looking at the other woman for a moment. Even her voice is quiet when she says; "I will beg your pardon for this- however, I am given cause to ask you at least a few questions, per a momentary employer."
Rishi	Rishi looks up, her waterfall of dark hair moving as she does so, the flower tucked in it keeping it from falling in her face, as she gives this woman a curious look, before grinning. "It is being no trouble of the all! I am being needing a break!" she says in rather heavily accented Riverspeak. You'd guess it's a Ysyran accent. She doesn't bear any obvious mutations however, so maybe she's not from there? "I am being called Rishi, what is your name? And what would you be liking to be drinking?" she asks as she raises a hand to motion for one of the staff. The action pushes back her rather voluminous leather cloak and you can see that her other clothing is rather scanty, designed more for displaying her considerable curves than anything else.
Misa	There most certainly is a quirk of the brow from Misa at the accent- though she pushes whatever the associated feeling is aside as she settles into place, letting out a low, slow breath. "My name is Misa- and depending on whether I am correct or not, I may come with less than pleasant news, I am afraid." She may not speak as though she's quite confident, but the look on her face does not suggest she is actually questioning her accuracy all that much. She herself dresses in robes more suited to a dojo than a teahouse, albeit with some amount of embellishment and quality to the garments. "In short, I come on behalf of a family, claiming their child was bewitched in the mind and body by... something, to become nearly unrecognizable. Would that ring familiar to you?"
Rishi	Rishi tilts her head to the side, her hair flowing about for a moment as she considers Misa. "I am being a healer. One of the things I am being most skilled at is the giving the people the body they are wishing to be having. This is not a thing I am being taking lightly. The ...rightness feeling, the knowing you fit inside your body, is being the best feeling in the world. I am being giving that to people who are wanting it." She takes a long sip of her tea. "I tell you this to say that, if there is someone else who is reshaping people without their desire or consensent, then they are being evil, and I would very much like to be helping you be dealing with them. "Or, if you are thinking that I am being this person, then I am telling you that I am not bewitching the mind. I am helping only those who are already being of the desire to change. I am not changing the people to be how their family or the society is wanting, only how they are telling me. If the family is objecting to this, then I am advising the child to be leaving the home. But I am also understanding that this is not always being the possible." She sighs.
Misa	Misa's fingers interlace, the edges of her hands just barely settling on the edge of the table. She considers Rishi's countenance for a longish moment as she ponders the words. "While I appreciate the thought, to some degree, and have heard of as much before... perhaps you might understand if I say that I somewhat often inquire into supernatural matters where questions of whom consented to what is not quite so clear cut," she notes. Still quiet, if intent.
Rishi	Rishi seems both fairly calm and completely open, as though she has no deception in her. She is either telling you her own truth, complete and without deception... or she is a master of lies, perhaps even one of the Fae. Her appearance certainly is fair enough, her voice full of honey and song. She also has no weapons, yet seems quite at ease sitting across from someone with two swords who might wish to cause her injury. That alone bespeaks some strangeness. She nods. "I am being understanding. And all I can be saying is that, if I am changing someone, I am only doing so as they are desiring. If someone is not being happy with how they are even after they are being changed, then changing them again until they are being happy is a small task." She looks down her nose at Misa. "But I am not changing someone who is being happy just to be satisfying someone else. Am I being the 'clear as the crystal'?"
Misa	Another longish pause from Misa- it's a curious sight, a pretty face with all the social presence of a wood shaving on the floor, and yet a deeply analytic look in her eyes. She hasn't moved for her weapons, at least, in fact she's been remarkably still the entire time. "Well, perhaps we might dig more deeply into this question then," she suggests softly, pausing just another moment. "What, pray tell, might be your method for enacting these things- and recompense, while I am on the subject? Naturally one could make assumptions of being a former part of the Ysyrian upper-class based on voice and appearance, but then I would question the recompense, and perhaps you have more of a tale to tell."
Rishi	Rishit tilts her head again, considering. She looks Misa up and down, eyes closing briefly while she takes a deep breath, almost like she's ...smelling you? She does seem a bit more guarded after that, as she says "I am being from Ysyr, yes. I am knowing the sorcery. I am skilled with the using the sorcery to change the body. But... Before my leaving of my homeland, The One Who Has Many Faces appeared before me. I was being given a gift beyond price and charged with the helping of others. I am accepting what others can be giving me for my other medical skills, but for this, no. This is a holy duty, a calling. I am not accepting any of the payment for it, other than the happiness of the patient." She is getting increasingly emotional and even stands up to lean across the table at one point, though when she finishes speaking, she does look around, and looks a bit embarassed before sitting back down and quietly says "I apologize, but I am taking my calling most seriously."
Misa	The emotion doesn't seem to actually... bother Misa all that much. A slight shift at the proximity, perhaps, but her biggest reaction was not to the outburst- or at least not the most telling one. Rather, it's a slight shift in her eyebrows at the mention of of a many-faced stranger. She takes longer, this time, considering what she's been told. "Most people do, for one reason or another, I have found," she muses, almost under her breath. "As it turns out, I too have left a homeland at one point in my life. My condolences on the experience, for what that may be worth from a stranger who has done naught but interrogate you," she adds, lowering her hands to rest them separately upon her legs for the time being.
Rishi	Rishi waves her hand and shakes her head, hair waving. That flower is doing an amazing job holding it back. "It led to me coming here where I am meeting many wonderful people and am now being most happy, so I am being quite thankful for the leaving." She takes another sip of tea. "And you are being most polite and calm. You are not calling my holy duty strange or terrible. You are not calling me a witch or calling for your northern Pure Way Monks. This is being a thing I am appreciating, so I am enjoying the conversation. I thank you for the openess of your mind. And I am being sorry that you had to be leaving your homeland, but I hope you have been finding joy afterwards."
Misa	"I would not call any sort of monk 'mine', to be blunt," Misa says passingly, head shaking a little. She exhales slowly as she considers the situation at hand. She drums the fingers of her left hand once along her thigh, before looking back up at Rishi. "To be earnest, I simply do not thoroughly trust those that hired me, but I was unable to find anything more engaging with which to occupy my time- and maintaining one's purse does take some tending from time to time."
Rishi	Rishi nods, understanding. "Then...mmm... May I be employing you? I am thinking that we should be eating here together. Once we are finished, I shall return with you to your employers. If they are not blaming me for helping a child, then I shall help with the curse such as I may be capable of, and then we may go in search of the true perpetrator and you may be collecting your fee." She takes another sip of tea. "If they are blaming me for helping a child, then I wish to employ you to be protecting me and the child, should they wish to leave as well. There are being places in town where such people can go for help, and it would be best to be having a bodyguard until we are arriving. I am having some coin and I could be giving you a spool of silk. It is likely not being as much as you are getting, should you bring me back tied up and force me to be changing someone, but you are seeming to be a most kind and ethical person, so I am hoping you are agreeing?" She gives you a hopeful look with her big eyes.
Misa	Some faint amusement crosses Misa's face at the last few sentences of Rishi's counter-offer. She shakes her head a little, in an almost wry gesture, as she shifts back at the waist just slightly. "That is an interesting interpretation of my character- but certainly. I do not expect to find much of interest in either process, and well. I have reason to suspect you may be a better associate to have in the longer term, based on some other acquaintance of mine, to not be -too- blunt about the subject." She waves it off for the time being, looking around the room for a moment. "Take all the time you need and I am perfectly content to see what directions this may take the evening."
Rishi	"Yay!" She grins, clapping her hands. "Then what will you be having for lunch? I shall be doing the paying and, if we are to be friends, then I should be learning more of you, yes? So, stay with me and let us be having the food, and you can be telling me more about yourself."
Misa	A quirk of the brow at that from Misa, and she blinks a few times. "I am afraid there is precious little to tell in polite company, for a variety of reasons. Though, if I have my suspicions correct- and I often do- I do suppose that I associate with a sort of person you might be quite familiar with, in recent months," she muses, halfway just to herself. "I earnestly do not know much of the foods of Great Forks, I have spent relatively little time here in my life thus far."
Rishi	"Well, then are there being any foods you cannot be having? Any thing forbidden by your gods or that is giving you the stomach troubles or the swelling up? If not, what are you being fond of? And then I shall be doing the ordering for us both." Rishi headtilts and raises an eyebrow. "Then I shall ask to be hearing more about you of the later, oh yes. Until then..." Rishi looks down at the papers. "Are you knowing much about religion? Because if you can be helping me with something else, I would be most grateful."
Misa	"Depending on one's definition of religion, and which ones are in question, quite possibly," notes the rather more mundane woman, shrugging a little. She shifts her seating position slightly, just for comfort's sake, before looking down at the papers in question. "If I have a speciality in my trackings-down it would be in small cults and the like."
Rishi	"Ah, that is being most useful. I am trying to determine if any of these faiths are also being tied to the one I am following." She frowns at the papers. "I was being hoping that prayer would be making this simple. It is looking like I am needing to be using the detective working instead. And here you are, being a detective!" She beams at Misa, then sits back, blinks, and then looks upwards as an expression of awe spreads over her face. "...Yes, I am thinking you will be most helpful to me." she says after a few seconds, handing the papers over.