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Banned. Your now my zombie cats new favorite plushy.

We call her Mortica, and she likes necromancy raised salmon.

Realms of Sun & Shadow

Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper

Eye of Beholder”

Debuff. Snek in need of hug. Really. Also Tea. Muse made Snek sad.

Now with 50% more blood alcohol content.
Sloshed snakes can slither too

Sya was reading the guest list for the 5th time and the map of the Inn, tracking the lines, the entry points, the locked warehouse and the entry to the secure storage below. The lower levels were not on this map but she knew them, every bit she had helped design and plan when they expanded the Inn, and her idea for an escape tunnel given by Gadez… it might have been handy ya know. Maybe they needed a hidden…. Citadel of sorts down there, it would be hard to build secretly…buy their ws plenty of land and no one else seemed to be digging down…. Sya was one of few she knew who had such an extensive series of rooms below ground in town.

Hmm. Perhaps he was right, the broken and damaged eggs should make a box, a family of sorts, and look after each other in this harsh world. A family of choice and friendship, not blood and marriage.

She turned her head, the single large expressive eye turned on the grey skin and 4 eyes of Nesna, another blightborn “blessed” like she was with extraordinary features and changes beyond the norm even for their own kind of a sort.

Sya was not concerned about her choice of clothes that fit her more revealing than before, the leather was more snug, but honestly her eye and now cobalt scales seemed to draw more attention than a short skirt and a fortune hugging top. Really, she had died, reborn, changed, lost everything… She was not ashamed about showing her skin.

wait…how did she get there…had Sya been that out of mental notice she missed a woman sitting next to her. Sya sighed her eye and body language showing she was tired, hurt and her spoon draw was far less full than before the day started. “Yes, I just wanted to share a success with my friend, a new venture, my latest achievement, it hurts. Sorry, I'm not the most joyful right now Nesna. My Bakery, distillery, to make something here…” Sya didn't bother to hide her mood and her hurt soul, her eye, tail and nature did not let her. She was in a funk and her supposed grand opening was remembered for such things now.

One of Syas quirks was that she was an open emotional book, an open story for all to read if they could see to understand. “Has it? No one died, sure someone got hurt when some wolves got too close, or alarms when someone thought they saw an Ember beast, but… No, this is a first. Their was a incident with a shoval dad but thay was resolved safely.” She said evenly trying to not dump her trauma on a guest.

The lamia was not sure why she was open to Nesna, but trusted her feelings and her tone of voice, she seemed to be… Sympathetic to the innkeeper.

“Be careful, even after this, the damaged eggs have to stick together. The clean eggs might be wary of us, because this hurts them to the Yolk, which Sir Abel considered was a good egg. The Spoons might be harder than normal. Most are devnt eggs, but bad spoons will try, Avoid Lord Ayel. Of Rum..whatever soft sunlander” Sya tail, gave a weaker wave and made itself known, sometimes it just seemed to have a life of its own. She said the name with disdain but her words before had a tinge of caution and care about them, she did not want to see Nesna hurt.

Her words fell into borderland phrases and sub Language quirks of Sya herself.

Syas' mood changed a little as she noted Nesna seemed to have a little of a… familiar yolk about her, she had been cracked and the spoon had tried to hurt her but she had managed to outlast the spoon for now. “Would you like to join me for tea, some time in the future Miss Nesna, my apartments have a rather nice double height snug and private parlour.”

Syas pride had returned a little as she spoke of what she had built her body language and eye mirrored. Sya was cursed to always tell what her heart felt.

“I purchased a tea set, and I would like friends to share it with Miss Nesna.” She said honesty and vulnerability, she wanted to share her success and make the most of what life gave her, and the chances she had. Sya had a very good understanding of people and Nesna did not cause her to want to guard up like a castle, she felt... like she needed a friend too. Even if the 4 eyes where a little peculiar to where one should look.

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Dodge

the alphabet game. lol

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Banned for declining my food buffet, I even got a fresh zombie serving it for food safety.

The Necromancers ball is entirely safe, and applies all regulations of thrle undead food handling rules, circa 1107, by grand necromancer, bunbonicus the 3rd, scourge of the north.

The "things" where even given gloves.

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Realms of Sun & Shadow

Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper

Eye of Beholder”

Debuff. Snek in need of hug. Really.

Now with 50% more blood alcohol content.
Sloshed snakes can slither too

Upon receiving word of events and the sound of bells Was enough the Lime eyes blightborn Vala sought out Becky. “Lock everything, il handle the bar, you head to the landing dock. someone will lock the back stairs, and the distillery is already barred.”

“Please make way for us to secure the eye” Vala said firmly as she made self known over the noise.

…

Upstairs Sya had been resting and wallowing in her nest of cushions, her hand still ran over her tail and the feeling was relaxing as stroked her limb that lay sprawled about her. Part of her did not want to look, the other marvelled and enjoyed the feeling as she ran her hand over the cool blue scales.

The alarm had yet to sound as she pulled her dress off and folded it neatly to be cleaned up properly when she could, it needed a little care. Damn Ayel… How many clothes really suited her now and that was one of them.

She slithered over to the bedroom, finding a trunk of things left by Olivia, she never came back for it, and could return If she ever did. They had definitely had fun though, and While she might want to relive those experiences… it was afternoon… ish… maybe she could get dressed at least and see what to do from there.

Her choice of clothes was fueled by her mood and her screw It, I might as well be me, and fuck everyone else. Choosing a nice Cosret in brown, it was basic but practical for work, the skirt was somewhat more controversial but…not like they knew what she had and it covered. You'd see more tail, but it was tail and well…it fit her mood, she was Sya and Sya was what you got.

It took her a little time to change, her form was awkward and well, you ever tried to learn how to use a new body in a week. Pulling it tight she slid the long dagger to her side, everyone knew Dawn Haven was not safe, don,t ask where she hid the other blade.

It was more snug fit on the emotionally hurt Lamia but she was slithering out on her balcony, the snow not a bother as she pushed through to look out over dawn haven. It was then she saw people rushing about the sound of the town's alarm bell. Her ability to rest was… she wanted to rest, she needed rest. For a minute or two she watched from balcony , people heading to homes, to posts and moving about like ants below. Heading back she glanced out the snug and spotted a Shape in distance on the road from the main gate, subtly wrong…her thermal Vision did not work that far out but her night vision did as she saw definitely wrong.

But responsibility weighed heavily on Sya too and she was already moving to the stairs. The figure had raised her need to secure her Inn.

She slithered down the steps fast as she dared grab the rails as she went. Sya knew they would not be popular, so she had a few surprises about but left those for now.

“Secure the main doors, now. Everyone, you'll be my guests for a little longer. Please stay calm, we have room, food and fuel ready in storage. We are prepared, and know what to do.” She said firmly from the stairs as she paused with a short sword sized dagger openly at her side and dressed…well a little differently. She was tired, emotionally tired but work was work. Damn Dawn Haven.

“move.” She was a little more blunt as she made way to Vala, giving the woman a nod and quietly. “Someone's coming, Lock it now and fast.” She sent the Lime haired woman to the door and made way to the bar, if she had to get creative with rooms, or so…well she had the book and map to see where she could put people. Planning ahead never hurts.

Sya leaned against the counter and sighed as she stayed on guest side for now to be less of a trip hazzed to staff needing to move about... damn her tail was inpractical at times, making her footprint smaller as best she could, her eye glided over the guest book and ... well If people did not mind a floor...

My Hider

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