[h1][centre][color=a2d39c]Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper[/color][/centre][/h1] [h2][centre][color=a2d39c]Hot Springs[/color][/centre][/h2] [centre][color=a2d39c][b] Debuff. Snek in need of hug. Really. +1 day. [/b][/color] [/centre] [centre][color=a2d39c][b]Soaky Snakey Slithering sleepily[/b][/color][/centre] Sya head was…. She was needing a break, a migraine was risking probing at the corners of her mind and she decided to make a change of plans, a rather extensive change of plans. An old memory came to mind… her last attempt had been ruined so Sya decided to hope that her next attempt would be better and less chaotic. Sya looked towards her pocket and saw the medical items and made a decision… yes.. Sya had a hope and an idea, she turned to the stairs and decided to work on her plan, yes that would do. [color=c4df9b]“Vi go, be back later, vun it, you're In charge. Hot Springs.”[/color] She said to Vala and turned to slither off to the staircase, two floors up was her private little corner of the world, her sanctuary against the hate and the people like Ayel, safe, comfortable and room to stretch her tail. “Sure miss slinky boss.” Vala said with a laugh and resumed her place at the bar and took Syas spot running the bar and having a minor Glare with lime green Eyes. She did not quite have the same ability to blend with people that the innkeeper seemed to find came utterly naturally to. The Lamia was already upstairs and pushed the door closed to her rooms, making way to her bedroom Apartment with a mirrored vanity, it was basic, cheap and a tiny little wavey mirror. It was Syas and balanced with lower on tail and took the eye drop bottle out and scale shine…that could wait but she used the eye drop and sighed falling on to her back as she laid back. Her eye was cooled and soothed, having one huge eye was not always fun! A few minutes later she pushed up with a wiggle and grabbed a dark red coat with a hood that she had been given by her … friend with benefits, sadly she was not here to carry on that arrangement. [color=c4df9b]“I'm out.”[/color] Sya said passing the bar and a the blue flash of tail snaked out as the door closed, her hood up to keep weather Off she made her way out into the streets and darkness, lit by burning fires of orange and reds that defied darkness but to Sya that soon turned into a blueish Greenish grey tone that lacked colour. The world beyond was a hazy grey on grey tones, layered over lit by moonlight. her route was quite easy as crossed the square to a back street, drifting past the post office tower and the small shop that was a leather workers' space, tanned hides and the smell of strong chemicals as materials where tanned and prepared for use. The test of the trip was uneventful as waved to a few, made Small talk with a customer and one of the people she hired a few times a week to work on the Inns studding for the door. It really needed reinforcements. It would take a few days to have the studs, nails and strips made so that she had been rather clear about the quality of being a blacksmith daughter Sya knew exactly and precisely what she required and the standard of work expected. She also paid properly though and was not cheaper on a lesser commission. … It was 10 minutes later Sya had hidden herself in a corner of the large hot baths, the raised voice the woman had heard and picked up… oh no. Sya managed to slither and swim her way to a quiet corner and spot out of the way, her tail in and out the water like a sea monster on a map. Sya was doing her best to hide, she had … Sya did not want to meet Ayel, he was a cruel bad egg that had a rotten Yolk, the shell was all fake. Sya eye turned to the temple, it's warm glow and she turned away, Auralian or not, Sya had a bad experience with religion and it was not in her to enter that place right now. Nope. The Lamia did not want to go into that place, the hurt and the trauma… Sya curled up laid back on a smooth area of rock hiding from the noise with some tea in a wooden flask of sorts. Getting drunk was not the plan today. Sya just tried to ignore everything going on and hid quietly soaking in the warmth with a sigh as the woman turned Lamia closed her eyes with head resting on a towel she found. Her tail tip bobbed gently in the soft waves from the pool and it felt nice, the water was soothing and not too harsh where she could potentially be hurt easily. … [color=bc8dbf][b][h2][centre]Lord and Lady Coswain[/centre][/h2][/b][/color] [color=bc8dbf][b][h3][centre]Hot Spring[/centre][/h3][/b][/color] [color=bc8dbf][b][centre]Lady under the moon[/centre][/b][/color] Persephone was In a mood, right now she was conflicted about things and pushed her heavy horse faster down the empty side street unsure exactly but she wanted . Needed to do something. The talk with her husband was going to be rough and the fact was it looked like the diplomatic bullshit was still prevalent here as it was before just in a new flavour. [color=bc8dbf]“Go, go”[/color] she said to her mount as she traveled down the route, it was still in town but away from the main square. She had too much on her mind and too much going on to think clearly. Hot steam rose distant light was…distorted, things where… The Temple was built like the ones of Auralia and it seemed it bordered a large hot spring or some space throwing out a lot of heat into the air. The Temple doors she went past and headed more directly way, to the area of the non Temple public bath if she read the signs right. Such places she didn't feel right and left it alone. The hot spring was a place that was not so connected to religion and the church. Tieing her horse up she gave it a pat and made sure water and straw was available. [color=bc8dbf]“Calm, Calm yoself.”[/color] stocking the powerful muscular neck and kissing it, her horse was very much her choice and it was not Persephone's choice, these Beasts were willful and only chose who to obey. Even then the relationship was one you had to earn constantly. [color=bc8dbf]“Calm, il be back[/color]… “ She said and walked away leaving her sword on the horses side and strapped securely to the mounts saddle. Persephone entered, the warmth hit hard as she entered the space, the warm waters were hot beyond anything artificial means could create. So warm Persephone shed her heavy cloak and draped It over her arm looking at the area, it was a expanse of hot water and stone, stairs and so hidden by the haze of heat conflicting with the cool air and snow outside here was hot as a summer in the darkest of winters. Her training had included enemy cultures or at least that was how it was presented, hostile cultures, the enemy, the foe, the rival and the force against them. Even simple things like the small culture differences could decide a case of failure or success. Bathing was a huge Thing for tshm, she knew thr custom…the nudity she was less OK with, that was… not something Lunaris did. In part you'd freeze to death… She found an area for clothes, this was more secluded, private and away from the Entry, the simple storage and neatly folded clothes of another and a … rather fancy short Sword rested there, or war knife. Someone was well prepared she thought as she undressed and placed her own weapons away. Much as she disliked the Auralian aspects at times she did not go about their Baths armed for a fight. Dressed wrapped in a towell the taller woman, her red hair tinged with grey and scars and Old marks visible, life in her home land was rough and her career did not make it easier, she had picked up a few wounds and bumps over her life, she was no ashamed just unused to being so exposed. Bare feet oddly did not feel the chill as heat radiated into the very stone about them, the very air, water and rock was heated by whatever forces pushed hot water up. Up ahead she saw..people… multiple people. The big man…the blightborn who dragged her in, some figure in a stupid sized clothes, feathers and … oh…? It was a odd group. This unknown man was massively tall too, a little shabby but powerfully built… She approached with caution as they were in her wardrobe, a spot she liked the look of. A place to seek calm, think… maybe work out what she planned to say about today to her Husband. Yes, that spot seemed ideal. Dawn Haven offered a few Escapes… Draw, Drink, pray, bathe or train really was the list available. Bathe it would be it. [color=bc8dbf]“Are the baths always this dramatic?[/color]” She asked as she approached, she heard the prior days they got closed, someone Fell in, arguments? Like…Yeah.. dramatic. [color=bc8dbf]“Did someone kill A…flock of birds?”[/color] She questioned as her foot prodded a feather, multiple of more than one kind. Ayel she did not recognize at first under such a huge and odd outfit for the peacock lord of the sun, the one who had rubbed almost everyone up the wrong way it seemed. [color=bc8dbf]“oh, I missed you, you trying out a new fashion Lord Run and fell? ”[/color] She said with a small barb, she knew he fled last night during the attack going on…for the best, he probably just got someone killed. [color=bc8dbf]“Gentlemen, Lady Persephone Coswain, one of you I owe thanks for my aid, even if Sya was most perturbed by your entry.”[/color] She introduced herself formally and turned to Ayel who treated her badly for just existing. [color=bc8dbf]“My my, a spot, you must see the Apchachery, It might be scar if it breaks out.”[/color] She said an armed tone, her mirth and mischief controlled behind eyes that held a poker face though she could not fully hide she was enjoying it. [color=bc8dbf]“Oh Ayel if you keep glaring at me you get eye lines…”[/color] She said imitating some of the ladies of court, clear mirth and calculated action as she decided to make him be the one to have the headache. [b]Mentions[/b] [@Beard Dad] [@Fetzen][@Dezuel]