[h1][centre][color=a2d39c]Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper[/color][/centre][/h1]
[h2][centre][color=a2d39c]Eye of Beholder”[/color][/centre][/h2]
[centre][color=a2d39c][b] Debuff. Snek in need of hug. Really. +1 day. [/b][/color] [/centre]
[centre][color=a2d39c][b] Skip, snakey frinds x3[/b][/color][/centre]

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The Pirate had Sya, honestly broken on how to respond to such a being… She was confident,  this was her Inn and yet she had to pause to work out how to even handle anything going on here! Sea serpant, stumbling and so when she challenged him? Was he drunk?[color=c4df9b]”Ssssea…Serpeant…” [/color]Sya said a little confused honestly as her tail waved ro match her “huh?” gesture and she did the mono occular raised eye at the situation she found herself in. Petty.. Sea seprant?

It took her mind a little time to reboot from its error mode as she waved her tail in a lazy gesture as it moved of its own accord to the crowd.. for Sya she was just enjoying the air brush past her sensitive tail tip scales. Calming…. She needed calm… calm and some ideas so she could control the situation. 

Lack of joy, shag, breakfast? Syas head was spinning in ways it does not normally find unhealthy ways to cope with life, she paused and had to level herself mentally, her balance with tail now seemed to be rather perfect. [color=c4df9b]“Booze, room. food. you have to … Pay.. for… vand just becaussse you have 4 arms does not mean vou know how to use any of them or your sssword is really just soft iron sold as sssteel”[/color] She said with a smirk and a challenge, she would draw his attention back to her and away from her customers. He could be jolly but not freeloading, Sya did not tolerate freeloaders. 

[color=c4df9b]“But vou are correct, my tail is quite pretty. Thank vou for noticing. ”[/color] She said with such modesty… sure. [color=c4df9b]"Sea.  I am a serpant."[/color]
She punned. 

[color=c4df9b]“Look for the most ssstressed man, youl find the prince. Zat or a smartly dressed man with red eyesss, zand a fancy coat, his advisor.”[/color] Sya said as she decided that was an accurate answer to summarise Dawnhaven. Somehow his golden hair had not turned grey yet and he had not yet had a stress induced heart attack. Really running the eye was enough yet alone accounting for the whole mad house that was the town, its guards and its need for supplies and materials. 

Of course he started singing. Lamia could not hide her inner laugh at some of the lyrics and the sheer brazen nature of them. This man hid nothing, and was just as he said he was and she respected that but this was her Inn. Sya ran it and she needed to show She controlled it. Here came the embarrassing part, Sya could not jump, was 5 foot and any attempt to rise much over her former height left her brain unsure what to do, Sya had never been tall…she had a powerful tail but could not life up as that felt…dizzy and she had no frame of reference. Down was easy, up was hard. 

Sya spotted a smaller woman arrive into the inn and waved, her tail copied her giving a friendly wave as she greeted her. The priestess of sun Temple? Sya was technically an Auralian but her culture had long diverged from the kingdoms. They were once an proud and independent people instead. [color=c4df9b]“Welcomessss to the eye, let me know if you need anything missss. Fresh cookiessss, wines and spiritsss. Just asssks…”[/color] Sya said cheerfully before she turned her head to face the pirate.

So she grabbed a stale Cob, a really stale cob from last night that felt like it might break a tooth or be good against castles. No wonder no one ate this anti Castle bread projectile and threw it at his head with the accuracy that having one giant eye, night vision and thermal vision gave you. Bulls Eye. She shifted back to normal sight with a blink and a minor headache. 

[color=c4df9b]“Oi, paying Customersss. drink, eat, stay, but ya paying if ya taking space. Gold. Upfront. I'm ze Captain, this is my ship, got it seaman. Unless vou want to scrub ze decks.”[/color] She said, waving her tail for emphasis and pointing to the bar. Sya was confident but she did kinda think, her skirt was rather short but it also was one of few she had that fastened to the side and not pulled on… her tail was too damn long, her wardrobe was not adapted to being a Lamia, she showed quite abit of scales but it really did help her ability to move and balance as she did not have so many … distractions to mentally handle. 

Sya relised Kira would be especially uncomfortable and sent a smile and a gesture to the stairs if she wanted to get some privacy and a little time. Sya was no fool and she was far more attentive and kept her.. eye.. pun intended on things. Kira was a friend egg and she would look after her, she was part of the box even if she was yet to fully open up to Sya. 

She had too few friends eggs in this town to not treasure and protect every member of her box. She did not function well alone at all, Sya was not the kind person who could manage alone, she needed a family, friends and a group of people.

 Eris… that made her heart hurt, she did not know if she was a friend, had she lost a friend? She had not seen her since the day before and Sya just wanted to know….what did her friend think and could she maintain her friend? Sya had tea, cookies and biscuits and her own little library to share… 

Sya just did not want to be alone. 

That was when the dark thoughts had come. That reminded her too much of her time, scared, alone and stalked by the Beasts and monstrous wrongness that had tried to turn her feral. 

Once was more than enough! 




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