[h1][centre][color=a2d39c]Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper[/color][/centre][/h1]
[h2][centre][color=a2d39c]Eye of the Beholder. Happy Snek.[/color][/centre][/h2]
[centre][color=a2d39c][b] Hugged Snake. Yay. [/b][/color] [/centre]
[centre][color=a2d39c][b] Snakey Nakey skeepy snake.[/b][/color][/centre] 

Sya smile reached her eye, tail and was clearly happy about showing her new library and also her chair. She had something to be proud of to share with her friends and maybe a little childish but a woman only ever got given her first library once. 

[color=c4df9b]“See Eriisss, my home is yoursss. Vou my Egg box. This good. ”[/color] Sya said genuinely as she flopped into what looked like a little snug nest of pillows in a tall room with double height windows that looked out over the town. It was an absurd luxury and she loved it all the more for it. Her books were somewhat less scientific as she reached over for a copy of the “The Lusty Argonian maid, by Crassius Curio” that sat on a low table. Sya had a tail, she was born and that fear Eris had shown that time had cut her to her very heart, but Sya did forgive and she might have changed but still was her friend should Eris want her. 

Sya might have been born to a borderlands village and still had issues, maths took time, writing was slow. The Lamia was far from stupid and her parents had made sure she was as educated as their stations allowed the now blight born in keeper to be. [color=c4df9b]“Eris. Sister, I meant… home was…yours. To. You. Come. Welcome. Time. Any. My .. Headman. Father taught me, learn. Talk. traders.”[/color] Sya said in carefully pronounced Auralian, her tone was slow and deliberate but Sya was far more fluent in the general tongue and her own harsher native language. It had been a while since she spoke a more formal language like this. 

Sya stopped with a visible effort she put into saying that those memories hurt but she also had to try and break the ice with her friend and hoped that helped. 

Sya turned a single bright eye on The large man, it was a good job this room was double height and open. He was huge. Leaving it in her main storage, that was fine. The staff could easily move things up another time.. well move it. Maybe not easily. [color=c4df9b]“Thanks, it's get something for vou.”[/color] said , rising as she said the words and slithered off with an exaggerated motion down a corridor at a surprising speed. Sya had least learned how to move even if it was strange. [color=c4df9b]“Stay, both.”[/color] She said again as she vanished into her bedroom and office where one of her cash boxes was and looked about for her keys before she opened it with a click and found the one for the lock. 

…

The Lamia returned cheerfully with a small leather purse of coins, 2 small bottles, 1 larger one and dropped the coins into his hands for payment. She had paid fairly and maybe a little generously for his services. [color=c4df9b]“Payment, fair, gold. Sssstaff sort chair. We do later.”[/color] Sya said and her much smaller hand closed his fingers around the bag and dropped back to pick up a tray, 3 glasses and poured out 3 servings of a clear liquid with a strong smell of alcohol. 

[color=c4df9b]“I make this special, vy own. Shine. Proof. Burns. Real kind. Not like veak imports.”[/color] This was a small batch she made stronger and on a smaller scale. Scale.. he he. This was proof, at least half alcohol but she had got this higher, this was genuine shine of serene and made with great care and love of the craft. [color=c4df9b]“To Eggs, good eggs. Vou are.”[/color] Sya offered the glasses and took one of her own, Sya swayed but remained balanced without thought, it was weird like that…

It might be a surprise to Eris, this stuff she made was ..  potent. But this was a slice of her homeland and culture. Sya shared it willingly. 

[color=c4df9b]“Drink. Toast, Ves. You friends.”[/color] Sya said, swaying slightly as light reflected off the deep blue of her lower body and her dull iron ring she bore on upper arm as an imitation of her previous jewelry. She was becoming more old, new and both herself. Sya did not think too hard about that. 

Sya just looked hopeful and used her confidence to convince everyone to go along with her, Sya would give her the ..  eye, her large emotive eye to convince everyone to follow Sya's lead. The bottles Sya offered as gifts. 

Just Sya doing Sya things. 



[@Fetzen][@The Muse]