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Realms of Sun & Shadow

Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper

Dawn Haven _ “Town Sqauee”

Snakey times!

Sya swayed slightly as she stood looking around and turned at the waist finding the range of movement strange. She had yet to fully explore her range of motion but it was much larger than before and she had a lot to learn.

The trade was really beginning to pick up and Sya was glad the gold was flowing again. A new customer was coming and seemed to be a woman, blonde, and clad in heavier Lunarian garments if she was to guess from visual appearance. They always had better winter wear than any of the Auralians on average and seemed much better prepared for the deep cold.

Expecting disgust, fear or some distrust, her comment completely took Sya for a pause and she blinked her eye and swayed a second before she waved with hand and tail before she thought and tried to answer. She had no response to someone who was acting the complete opposite to the normal reaction to a blightborn. “I am the Owner of the Inn. My name is Ssssya, The Prince assisted the Event and deserves thanks.” Sya said and blushed, she was entirely unprepared for this. This woman caught her off guard, she was more prepared for the peacock noble than this.

“You're in luck Catherine, this Is our bakery opening morning, as well as our first batch of Sssshine of Selene from my homeland. It's a rather potent though. If you need accommodation we have a number of rooms, they are a little more basic now but we just expanded heavily.” Sya gestured to her table of baked items, alcohol and beer tankards. Sya was still trying to process the whole comment, like how she even reply to that?

“Umm…thankyou miss Catherine, Please enjoy a Ssssample of our new ventures wares and our hospitality.” Sya said with a blush as her blue shiny tail gave a wiggle and made itself known as Sya reacted to it on instinct. People did not normally treat blight born like that, especially ones who were more monstrous like herself had become.

Sya made a nervous flick of her long dark braid and the found blue dress she was wearing, with a coat draping over part of her tail to keep the snow and wet off.

Priestesses were meant to be… less kind to her kin, especially one of the moon Goddess, the Lunarians held no love for the blightborn. They would rather kill that talk to one like her if she was in Lunaris controlled lands.

Sya was just unsure how to take this newcomer. She had blindsided her expectations.

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AZUL Islands - Drama, Romance, Mystery, Slice of Life

Dr Katrazyna "Katska" Nadezhda Kowalewska

Main Island _ Azul Days _ Just off Ave Pura Vida

Kat was drinking a beer when someone went right into her, Kat was almost knocked off her feet as she leant against a wall drinking and singing along to the music, she did not know the song but her growing confidence in Spanish least let her join in and get in the zone before some man in a tourists outfit knocked into the tall woman like she was bowling pin.

She was struck, sure she was wearing black, on black and her accessories where… Black but she was not invisible.

Her hat went off her head and when she felt the weight of her beer, most of it was now on the floor instead of in the bottle. She had paid for that, Kat's temper came to the fore and she looked about for her hat, black of course was hiding in the dark and it was vintage 40's! She was not gonna find a replacement like that ever.

“Blyat Kurwa Poshol na khuy” Kat swore In 3 different languages as her accent thickened up and she bristled looking round switching from Polish, Russian and Ukrainian insults as her temper flared. It was a very slow fuse but a rather hot one when roused and had to adjust her glasses to see properly again as her vision swam out of focus. Her hat was a risk but what was the point in owning cute things If you do not wear It out and about? That was just a museum not a closet.

“Thankyou, thankyou,” kat said gratefully, though her accent remained more pronounced as she was handed her hat and took a minute to tidy herself back up wincing at her foot's announcement of the pain she had at a tolerable level before.

Kat was not vain as such but she did want to make a good expression and tried to sort her hair back into order, get her hat back at a good angle and get her dress looking less rumpled up by the inconsiderate tourist. Her beer was gone too and the downed the last of it.

Now she had time to pause and took a further look at the helper, she did recognize him, from a Cafe…Yeah, she stopped by there to grab a coffee to or from the library and islands archive of public data she was using to help her locate the SS Vika. “Hello, I'm Katrazyn but I tend to be called Kat or Katska.” She said a little awkwardly, she did not do this as much but decided he'll, she had been sent to this place and might as well enjoy life a little. “Umm the Hidden retreat right, I'm sure I see you working there often, i tend to come by about morning or Lunch time. Your working on somthing so might not have noticed me. Do you want to join me for a drink, and one for thanks for saving my vintage hat?” She asked and began to move towards the bar taking her steps more slowly and unable to hide a grunt of pain from the man's inconsiderate actions.

Pale silver eyes glittered and looked hopeful behind her glasses that still had a slight smudge on them as she brushed errant black hair away from her vision that had been knocked loose showing her periodic table tattoo down her forearm. He, unlike sitting down, seemed to be a little taller than Katska was, but not so much that she would struggle to comfortably enjoy a twirl on the dance floor though.

Her mothers words of quit getting hung up, have fun, dance if you want, enjoy your life while you're living in a place that most people would give a fortune for the privilege. That was the theme anyway.

“One Azul Dolphin cocktail please, you want something, Join me? Maybe tell me more about these Azul days, and what the highlights, favourites are, and give me a tour and some company.” She asked, ordering in Spanish before swapping back to English trying to practise her language skills. Finding a cocktail mostly made of a mix of local Azul rum, fruit juices and such. Her suggestion was way bolder than Kat normally was but she did deserve to have some fun and make most of this event.

The bar was a lively smaller place on the main street with tables close to it that we're not all full yet, fishing stuff hung on walls, photos and so on of older Azul. It had not changed much as well as modern posters, bright painted walls and the steady beat of music. Kat tapped her unhurt foot to the music and looked over at the man curious if he was willing to join her. "People seem to be shaking the shadow off" Kat commented noting that the islamds where more like their reputation tonight.

Kat would have the cocktail anyways, get out the rush of the street and take some time to calm her rather Volcanic feelings towards the man who so rudely caused this interaction. Who knew, she might make some good from the bad. she would see what happened from there and what the night gave her, be it culture, cocktails dancing or whatever else happened to strike her fancy.

Kat was a little weird and hoped she did not come across too weird, the woman was entirely aware and tried to make it work, and goth let her have some really nice items… not much she could wear here as better intended for much colder London.

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Realms of Sun & Shadow

Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper

Dawn Haven _ “Town Sqauee”

Snakey times!

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Sya's need to respond to the overly annoying lord was cut short by Elara and she gave her a thankful smile, her tail flicked with her intense annoyance and she forced herself to calm down before she hurt or broke someone or something. Her tail was rather more powerful than her legs had once been, and closed her eyes before she responded to anyone taking a breath as her posture calmed and her tail tip remained up but less active and calmer.

“Treat her well” Sya said to her staff and Gave Elara a kinda clumsy snake curtsey in response, her new limb was still somewhat awkward. She proceeded to take the man to little chunks faster than a hungry worker took apart a hot meal and left but the scraps of his deflated Manhood behind… Sya had to hand it to her, she took him down so well he was a basement… or a basement basement.

“I expect a genuine apology the next time you're at the Eye, like a proper gentleman treats a lady.” Sya said not expecting anything but the man would be seething hotter than a forge and she honestly enjoyed this. Letting her native accent slip in as he would have to apologise to someone from the Borderlands region.

“Elara, Welcome, come over?” Sya clapped spotting something in the back first sample tray of Eye of Beholder cookies, Gelatinous cube Jellies and Muffins yet to be named. Becky was and had been working on other things, with help from someone she said was Lady Persephone who seemed to enjoy the distraction… If not, was regularly tired looking. She did not seem to sleep too well.

“Would you like to try our first bakery products and distillers art? It's a rather good batch I must ssssay. Becky has been most busy with them this week.” Sya said with a little Drama and gestured with her arms, tail and more. OK, Sya was just being Dramatic and she had a sense of mischief in her expression at the thought. Sya was trying to be friendly especially as her form and changed body was… bound to cause certain concerns and reactions.

Sya hoped Elara had shine before because she had brewed enough proof to take down ivor if he drank enough, maybe it was a little unfair but the drink was a pride of Borderlands and you just had to try it. She offered the woman a small measure and gestured to the tray.

A cart rolled In the distance, someone was another trader, traveller or newcomer to the town, that was normal, survivors of the storm Sya guessed.

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Noting the man In overalls sampling the Distillery product, in robes like a worker she gave a small sigh of annoyance but locked it alway. “It's rather more potent than the beer, I would not down it.” Sya did not fully recognize him and had her tail wave, her brain and impulses were a little off and the two moved and acted rather differently at times. He had a blade… and he was…blight…maybe. “Welcome To the Eye, I hope you're not here for trouble, it's a celebration after all.” Sya said with a glance and brought her tail closer and a hand to her waist where she knew she also had a hidden weapon, her sword to her scale sword sized blade that her coat and dress concealed. She lightened the end, noting him and his potential but also trying to show now was far too public a place for such actions.

He gave her a weird…gut . Feeling much as she did not eat, so …um…feeling? Like a dice that rolls at random…

Sya did not want the events the Prince had trusted her to support, and organised to be ruined on her behalf. She knew people trusted her and she tried to live up to that.

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Daphne sighed as she saw the situation and moved closer as things became even more risky. The man was on horse and had backed himself into a corner! Really, he was being taken apart verbally by a small white haired Woman, the Innkeeper slithering and tail showing her very clean mood, the man made her pause and gave her a bad feeling, the drink and blade. She put one hand on a grip of her blade and apologetic glance to her hopefully new friend Fiona, she needed someone who was more her age to talk to and maybe… who knew. “Sorry, pompous peacock.”

“I suggest you desist most strongly. You're causing the Prince's Peace to be disturbed. Go get some free food and keep warm like everyone else.” Daphne said firmly and projected in a clipped lunarian accent compared to her softer response to Fiona. Daphne vs Royal guard Daphne.

“Sya is in her rights to request you leave her property, her condition is not a factor.” She said with clear tone, she trusted Sya at least to operate the Inn and manage things here. Blighrborn still were weird to her but they seemed to have no baseline, no standard or rule that seemed to stuck and she had to study and trust her instincts. Sya was trusted obviously In this town given the prestige of her Inn, This male was the one that had her hairs rise on her neck, feral…not quite…but definitely not safe at all. "You want a woman to put you on your back... and make it no fun at all. Lady Coswains...regards." She said with all the inunedo and also threat as well, emphasis on the threat. He had given her lord and lady she practically considered family pain, so he was automatically on her shit list.

Most fell In middle somewhere between the two, they were so alien, different and married that there was no point trying to make a single rule to unify them.

The woman also seemed to hold a strong degree of respect for the serpentine Innkeeper. it Left Daphne with questions her training did not answer and raised uncomfortable feelings about the fact. Things where very very different here.

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“That..man…” Persephone said as she saw Others guards turn, and also flinch at her tone when she man, more like a curse against an ancient foe than a word.

“Daphne can handle him, besides she only learns if you win the front line. That or he gets beaten by a woman. She fast on the jab and can ounch hard. I know too well.” Coswain Noted the man close and planned several options to intervene, but he also knew he had trained her well asma Capable swordswoman and hand to hand combat. He laughed slightly and gladly knowing she could land a good blow and was hardly unprepared even unarmed.

“I'd like to Visit the temple. Adon, Im sure she and Hector can handle that scented sack of dung.” Persephone said as she watched, they did need a priest and wrapped a gloved hand into his larger one, watching carefully but also having a concern for Daphne.

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Realms of Sun & Shadow

Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper

Dawn Haven _ “Town Sqauee”

Snakey times!

Sya could not help but hiss especially as her temper began to flare and had to clamp down on the growing temper and surge of emotions. She swayed slightly on her new limb and eye expressed some of her mood glaring at him and annoyed he refused to even dismount. a mental thought turned to her knife that was strapped to about her waist, the wlong blade having no leg to … one leg to strap it to. Tail?

she would have to get all that straight. Sya did not reply, Reptile… she was … blightborn, what she was debatable.

“I'm the owner of the Inn, I think I would know more than a newcomer. Reptilessss are not worms for your information.You too weak for it anyway. Strong borderland drink, not weak southern stuff for weak constitutions.” Sya said with an annoyed snap to her voice, her borderlands growing thicker and more of her native birth language accent.

Sya saw that he was drawing others and drawing attention to his rant especially atop his horse, mounted atop an large animal, white no less… white horse. Elara with her rather striking white hair and a blonde Sya had yet to meet another woman, this pompous peacock seemed to be heavily outnumbered by women, human or blightborn.

Why was she taller than Sya? Everyone was taller than Sya 5 foot height.. she had gone through the blight twice now and had grown not a inch! maybe she could push off with her tail a little more with practice but she doubted it, she was unsure If her new body was intended to do that naturally. She had to learn her body all over again.

“I'm quite a clean woman in fact, the hot springs will likely feel very nice on my ssssxcales. Ssssatisfying…” Sya said with a grin and knew it would annoy him even more, that she was not surrendering to this overly annoying example of nobility.

Sya put up with his rant as he grew even more unhinged, who did he think he was and why did he think that he was so much of a being above them, she got more grudging respect even if it was tinged with distrust from the various guards of Lunaris.

“No. I am the mistress here. Thissss is my home, my business and my Inn. You are on my land.” Sya said firmly and simply, she did elaborate it or apologise. She was firm, and would cry and break down later curled into her new tail that was an oddly comforting way to rest. Much as she would like someone to wrap up and cuddle into herself, someone to tell her it would be OK and to share the light petting ahe enjoyed as she dozed off.

“Hello, thankyou Miss Elara, your kindness and support is appreciated. I'm glad you are well despite the storm. I'm a little changed but me and you are always welcome at the Eye of Beholder.” Sya gave her a friendly wave that her tail mirrored, poking up and waving in time to her hand. She did it without thought or intention, Sya's expressive eye switched and showed a softer welcome expression to the woman whose hair was like the moonlight. Elara was … she had never been hostile to Sya and had treated her well so Sya treated her well in return, she found a little extra in her glass too that was entirely deliberate.

A rather inviting smell of fresh baking began to form from the Inn, Sya has requested. The shape would have to be refined but she had an aim and a goal that she wanted.

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“Please sasstay. I have fresh samples from the bakery coming out soon, ” Sya said warmly to Elara and gestured to the door. “Sssshine of selene…too” Sya said and waved to several glass bottles filled with clear liquid though if you drank it like water you would know about it. Her arm gesture got an imitation from her tail and as she moved and pointed to the door where the smells came from.

A blonde Sya saw approach and introduced herself as a champion of religion and she bristled a little at the idea however Sya also picked up she seemed to be not against her least in this matter so Sya calmed down.

“Thankyou and welcome to the Eye formerly. I am Sya, the Keeper and owner.” Sya gave the woman l, newcomer and champion a wave, her tail imitating the gesture and it seemed so nothing she would have to get used to. “I am helping host the event, the Prince cares about people here, Blightborn or not, you'd find your friend has perhaps changed for the better. His generosity is why people are happy as these daysss allow and also why their loyalty is genuine.” Sya said to the woman and the overly annoying man.

She laid out several options and based on Sya personal opinion, she would likely prefer to see the guard, maybe the Stocky gruff armoured one with one a single eye to drag him to a stockade. “Would you like to …” before Sya could finish this blonde Knight or so ran over to someone who looked to have walked out the wilderness, dirty, bloody and so. Her attention was turned back to the man, Elara and a group of customers who were waiting to gather drinks. “We have them out soon, The Prince did not give us much warning.” Sya Said to inform those waiting and show the annoying man that this was her domain, not his… Sya was Mistress and owner of the eye, he had just an interloper on her domain.

Maybe it was her blightborn nature and changes making them more wild until she had got used to them again, but she felt a desire to defend her territory from an obvious rival and threat to it.

Looking over she spotted the guard frown and looked over and stood near getting a drink, it was the tall woman who seemed to be the most Junior of the group but one would be wise not to underestimate as she seemed entirely comfortable armed with swords and dagger behind her back. The amazonian woman have a nod and looked over, she would prefer to take Fiona up on a drink but would do her duty as required and gave Hector a thumbs up that she was good. One overgrown ego driven noble inbred was not a challenge for Daphne, or should not be anyway. "Always one... to ruin a good thing" She said mostly to Fiona and sighed.

Other guards had turned noting the raised voice and man sat atop a horse looking down on several women, new, old and one who ran the local Inn, blightborn but well known to many in the town who crossed the Eyes threshold. Thry started to pay attention and some moved closer to be able to keep a better eye on matters.

The other Knight…or whatever her role was was now hugging this woman who arrived covered in blood, tree and torn… That was odd but hey, Dawn Haven…

“Do I need to get the guards? Will you disturb the Prince's Peace, his friend would respect his home and peoples whom he protects..” Sya asked and looked around, especially at the man who was causing so many issues. Sya said testing the man a little, testing the Idea he even was close to the Prince.

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AZUL Islands - Drama, Romance, Mystery, Slice of Life

Dr Katrazyna "Katska" Nadezhda Kowalewska

Main Island _ Azul Days _ Just off Ave Pura Vida

Thursday.
Limping Lady.

Kat had been forced to take it easy after her run in with the rock, Thursday morning she found herself at the island's local doctor getting her foot looked at and had skipped her normal trip to the library that day as she waited in the drop in clinic. Even Kat could admit when she needed to get someone to check on her injury, the ache had not diminished at all from night before and she decided it was time she seek help.

An unhappy Kat and an even more tongue tied receptionist told her that nothing broken, nothing sprained but she had bruised it and only thing that taking it easy would be the answer until it healed. Putting her earphones back in she made her way back to her home away from home, hitting play on her phone. The pink sports earphones started playing some of her 90's dance playlist as she walked slowly back stopping by a cafe to grab a coffee and sat around till lunch reading her book people.watching for most part.

The local library had not got the maps she needed and was waiting on a postal delivery to get them sent over from the US. So Kat waited, enjoyed her down time and talked casually to some of the local tourists who swung by.

Trust Kat to get hurt in typical paradise, it was an adventure to put it politely.



…

Sleep evaded Kat that evening as she rested her ankle and tried to do best to rest, frustrated, hurting and too hot. She had already tossed her sleep shirt and was half covered by the sheet as she worried about failing. Realistically she knew she had done everything she could and waiting was normal but she was unhappy. She wanted to be out looking and not sit drinking coffee in the sun however enjoyable it was.

looking at her clock it was still 2 am and she groaned with a sigh and turned to The cold side of the pillow. reaching out she found her water bottle and the ibuprofen she had picked up groping about, it was a blurry grey in the blurry world that Kat without her glasses was pretty much a mole more than an owl to say the least.

It took her a minute to find It but she eventually did, not feeling like it was worth finding her glasses and popped a painkiller hoping it would help her sleep. The waves softly rocked the boat and felt the gentle rhythm of the sea. It was very soothing and tried to concentrate on it vs her foot if she tried to move it to the wrong angle.

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Friday.

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Kat rode her E bike to the superMarket unable to put off the chore, the whole journey was slower than normal and she was glad for the assist looking right now. Fresh fruit and so would make her feel better, picking up a mix of things, local yoghurt and such.

She made a search of the place and scoured the shop for things, a few fun items and little things to put together a nice meal tonight, she found a few bits and pieces close as she could to make an Polish meal feeling a little home sick and wanting to make something nice.

Also ice cream, she definitely needed ice cream having found some rather expensive imported Ben and jerry's fish food ice cream in triplicate with some chocolate sauce and sprinkles. Glass coke, she would like a glass of wine but decided to wait till weekend given her current injury.

What she made was hardly what could be called authentic that evening but it was the best she could make on their supplies that were available locally. The meal was hardly the best example of cooking there was but it gave her some idea of home. The homesickness only really came when she was ill or hurt for the most part but Kat really needed this.

Most of her evening was spent on the upper deck, the weather was decent and she looked out over the town watching people and talking to some of the people at the Marina. She had a whole mini feast even if she had to take breaks making it and was eating ice cream as the sun set, sprinkled with chocolate sauce, Sprinkles and oddly mango chunks because no one could say the black haired woman was normal.

She still had no idea about the Azul days event coming up, she would just turn up and see what happened. Azul was certainly different from what the Internet had said. It was like watching the moon rise over the sea from her boat, Kat had already sent several reports and back about how the place felt somewhat unsettled.

The TV show she was watching half hearted played over the boat's speakers resting with her leg up on a soft cushion. Her Google search did not give many answers to her questions and tossed the phone onto the table and sighed.

She was back to her plan of just turning up and going with the flow stretched out on a couch watching the movie. She had seen it so many times Kat had no need to pay much attention at all to know where she was.

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Saturday

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Kat was on edge that morning a little, she did not like not knowing things and has been used to a much more structured life. A quick shower Kat walked carefully and slowly about drying her hair off and tying back into a casual ponytail for now to keep it out the way. She did a short Yoga routine, mostly breathing and other static exercises, and sat in the sunshine to fill some of the morning, unsure what to do right now.

Kat spent Lunch at a small cafe nearby that was overly busy eating a healthy lunch of chicken salad with pasta, something that would keep her feeling full for a while. The service was slow but she understood that they had a very busy day grabbing a mint Mocha to go, leaving them wondering what to wear for this event… She appeared perfectly calm but inside she was nervous, would she muck this all up, was this celebration a local only thing… Kat just had too many Questions.

Summer goth? She wanted to be true to herself but this weather? It was far too hot and she had not packed a lot of things, she did not need multiple coats when it barely dropped below T shirt weather. Finding a suitable dress, a vintage hat and much as they looked odd her bright pink trainers as her nice heels of any kind would just mean falling over and probably breaking her ankle to add to a hurt foot.

Oh and much sunscreen, Factor 50 was the norm for her here.

Music constantly played as she got ready, now entirely used to doing her makeup to the gentle sway of the boat, styling her hair into a style that was a little challenging in the tight confines and took a few tweaks to look right.

Kat fussed a little before she left as she headed out, checking she had everything and grabbing her hand bag, checking sunscreen… so much to remember.

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Azul Days.

Heading out into the flow she took a steady pace seeing the entire town lit up with lights, murals of the former mayor she guessed were all over and prominent in their display and followed the noise and the growing crowds. Kat had arrived after all this had happened and locals seemed tighter lipped at the time.

Kat had to assume the major was well liked Or least respected in anyhow if they did not like them, this kind of display was rather hard to ignore and to fake for someone who did not matter to people.

winding through the crowds towards the main central street of the island, the largest concentration she assumed of events. The street buzzed with music, flags, people and lights, her glasses glared in the light and In places it was hard to see what was going on. Burning torches and people made it hot, along with the weather it was hotter to Kat and again glad she chose to dress for the season and the environment.

The tall dark haired foreigner ended up finding a stall serving cold drinks and soon got herself a cold local beer. “Keep the change. Enjoy.” She said in still a little rusty Spanish with a cheerful wave finding a quieter spot outside of the main flow to take in. Honestly she had no idea what she was meant to do, she had not really known anyone to ask… She just decided to make the most of whatever… this was.

Summer goth, Kat stood drinking her beer, tattoos on show. Kat was unreservedly Kat and she refused to not be herself, even if the weather made it alot harder.

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Realms of Sun & Shadow

Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper

Dawn Haven _ “Town Sqauee”

Snakey times!

Sya shifted as she swayed slightly as she stood actively, moving over behind the counter slightly as she talked with Becky directing where to place various things and set the stall outside up. It helped her manage to do things and keep her mind from swaying too far to the future.

The slithering motion was still something she had to actively have to think to do and was a little clumsy but she moved about and made her way without falling over or so. She stood off the side and tried to avoid getting the way of her staff. “There, and keep an extra barrel ready to go, people have spent week indoors with but water. I think sssales will be good” She said with a grin, they would make up for their slow… very slow trade during the blizzard.

Sya made a mistake on her S, that was sure, the new instincts were strong and she was still newly adapting to her new form and its demands, its likes and Dislikes and how to best use it.

She heard a horse, it was distinct to the rest of the noise but ignored it and stayed talking and saying where to place the sample trays, fresh warm cookies would be a good start, muffins and biscuits in the shape of the eye of the Beholder creature with little tentacles soon to be served. Maybe they needed some icing, or something ..ideas.

they were a little weird but dawn haven was hardly normal. Nore was the bakery owner … or the Baker. They definitely fitted the owner. A whole range of fun monster themed bakery items. That she should mentally note down.

Her thoughts of baking, bakery and future plans where derailed by a man calling for her, lady, this was polite, but it could not last as Sya turned around and waved hello, her tail raised at same time and waved a copy of her gesture in perfect sync…she still was leaning to seperate things, at least it looked deliberate and a little cute. Sya turned with a smile until she heard his comment after and should have known as she saw a man on a white horse treat her the polar opposite of before. She was about to talk before he called her a beast, then tried to act like she was his servant…

Sya crossed her arms and turned to face him fully, her single blue eye narrowing slightly. “I am mistress Ssssyya Leala, The Eye of Beholder, is mine. I am supervising the roll out of my new bakery and disssstillary test.” She said with a proud tone and a clear challenge to those who thought she was a mindless monster, feral and unthinking.

“Its a gift from the Prince to the people I believe. You would have to assssk him, or the guards. Very kind after the Lunarians lost their Queen. I am providing the alcoholic drinks for coin naturally. we have ales, wine, sssshine of selene and more, if you were a gentleman of honour i would have given you a free sample. You call me a beast and yet, you might be thusss.” Sya said with a florish forcing herself to be smoother, more confident and in control than she felt in all honesty.

Sya stood … tailed…. Whatever it was…Sya had no idea what term for her now, under the shelter of the worst of the weather, the new expansion project had gone fast as a few carpenters chose to stay and decided to do the interior work…for an extra fee of course and meals for free. It was not perfect or 100% finished but the structure was fully up and functional… The rest Just needed time.

The Eye of Beholder stood proud with its lower working area topped by a guest floor, her private apartments, and the two story reading room and snug with eventual Little library. New rooms, balcony, and a whole wing wrapped around the back with more facilities and rooms besides such as its loading dock, root cellar and the bakery's future home. Strong wood beams with stonework and plaster stood proudly, clean and fresh from the axe and hammer. The weather shutters were mostly still closed from blizzards making the building darker and more stark than it would be in better weather.

Sya buffed a nail on her coat that was lovely and warm. The lining was soft and felt good on her skin, and blue suited her. She wear this again as winter's bite came closer. “Its quite nice is it not, I do enjoy the fact I will have the snug to be cosy and make most of the large windows with plenty of pillows and room to sssstretch my tail doing the accounts…” Sya said casually rubbing some salt into his well deserved wounds, well hopefully…he seemed the egocentric type…. Who rode a white horse into the centre of a gathering?

Sya was no longer homeless just scraping by, she had a place to call her home and something to be proud of.

A pang of hope...and hope to not be hurt that the other blightborn Ashe would not treat her badly despite her changes and challenges she faced now. They had been a intresting potential friend, and a little bit of healthy rivalry that would sharpen them both and mean they rose faster than they would without.

What would the Prince think? Sya had her mind if not her legs, she was not feral and would master her instincts again.

One person would have a word for anything, she knew that for sure... no points guessing who. How the rest of the town reacted... who could guess? Sya still felt the pain of rejection, got lonely, sometimes just needed a hug or friend qnd had the same needs as others minus the whole food thing. She was not a monster, just physically... a little diffrent.

@Dezuel@Timemaster