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Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper

Bath House. Hot rock moon bathing.

Debuff. Snek in need of hug. Really. +1 day.

Snakey Nakey skeepy snake.

Sya eye lit up hopefully seeing Eris, it was an aspect of her change that her emotions were often rather visible and she did not hide her feelings well. If she was happy, you knew, sad, people knew and if she liked you…well Sya was not one to hide her affection to someone. It was a strange side effect of the changes the cursed land had wracked across her form when it failed to kill her properly. A blessing…a curse… debated..

“Erisssss” Sya said with a happy tone to see her friend again, she had been kind to the small cyclopean woman and Sya had returned that kindness freely to her. She was one of the first friends she made in Dawn haven and since she had to flee the dying and now dead homeland she was born in. “Vou, I miss Vou.” Sya said in an accent growing thicker as her emotions got better of her. “Ov course, you welcome, you good egg like Va. Val…Valthyr, come.” Sya said with her Charisma that oddly just pulled people along and made them go with what the rather eccentric innkeeper did. The force of her strange personality.

“Vome, come, my tea set, need it. Both welcome.” Sya said cheerfully gliding over to where she had a tea set and insulated container made of a local softwood. Sya tugged gently on the far far larger man, barely reaching his shoulder or less. Sya however had a gentle form of determination that let her lead and people just…followed.

Reaching the end of her little slither, Sya responds to Val was just to hug him again for making her chair, the chair was very much something she had an hope… and that hope had not been dashed. “Oh, zank vou. My own chair, my own… vor me… I pay well. Zis is ze best egg, Erissss, she has a kind Yolk. Ze like sister here. She been friend egg since I met her. Good sage, and a good yolk.”

Sya had broken off and immediately hugged Eris and kissed her cheek and in a childish mood booped her nose with a slender finger and an almost glow to her single eye. She worked very very carefully to not wrap her up in her tail and it flicked about but Sya had worked hard to not scare her off again. Maybe Sya over did it calling Eris a sister, but she considered the woman her closest friend and for lack of anyone else.. Eris was her sister now however unconventional, though this was Sya and Sya had a rather… interesting personality. Conventions did not work for Blightborn thus the lamia cast them aside if they did not fit her new self.

“vou came back, I can convince vou to join ve in bed with your handsome lover, Voking, joking!. But vou are pretty Erisss.” Or was Sya joking, because Sya… Sya rail crept out behind her and a flash of blue she tried to hide behind her body waved at Eris and showing an advanced control for someone who knew she had legs before used it to make a submissive im not going to hurt you gesture.

“ve go? Eye, chair, Me get clothes, go to Eye, me treat well. Ve get good drink. I make own shine. We drink. Honour this.” Sya asked as she hoped and hoped Eris would be accepting of the Lamia who had a childish side at times, and a few other personalities that clashed together and merged.

“Start brewery, bakery, new wing, even space for horse carts out of rain. I have my own library now, much space, own area to watch town from up high. “ Sya said with pride as she gathered up her small tea set and placed it oh so carefully into the flask design that nestled it all away into an enclosed lid space. “vy home taller than bad eggs, I look down on him.” Came a satisfied woman, Sya was satisfied she had one up on the odious man. “How are vou Eris, i hear handsome man ask vou to dance, you have do vi need to ban anyone vor hurting you? Any Interesting … talk about town? “

Sya was rather protective of her friend as she hooked an arm with Eris, moving along near silently, Val was just too tall for her comfortable reach, Sya was barely 5 foot. Even Eris was taller than her but manageable difference. Maybe Sya was a little …random but she meant well and hoarded her friends and guarded them as much as her gold.

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Daphne

Infimary

Mye head hurts... Alot.

Daphne turned her head and blinked. No, she had hit her head and was seeing things right? Kat? Daphne had really hit her head if she was seeing people right? With a blush she remembered her statement in the fight, other bits a gap or blur but this … Was she there or had she finally taken one too many hits to the head?

Several other memories came and went without order, each one seemed random and her head throbbed trying to lift her head before she fell back onto the rough pillow and sighed in defeat, at least for now. She would have to rest up and was in no condition to even stand up yet. Closing her eyes, she paused and tried hardest to stabilise things before she opened them again as the room was somewhat out of focus, or off angle, Daphne was not 100% sure.

The Healer was shocked to almost have been bypassed like she did not exist but was no fool, healers healers tended to be perceptive to some degree as a virtue of having to quickly triage and decide what to do, who to save and what order they needed to act to save those who ended up in their care. A shudder realising the magic employed was… not normal. However the look between the wounded squire and the priestess looked like she would make herself busy. “Call me, if she loses consciousness.” The healers said and went to another patient deciding that sometimes you avoided a fight then took head on.

The woman with the unknown and powerful magic… Nope. Not getting into that.

“Kat…” Daphne asked, hoping she was right and this was Kat and not her mind playing tricks. “You…real?” Daphne reached her hand up, muscles gave an ache and was sore from being thrown about like a child's toy but she lifted her hand to reach for Kats.”Im …last remember blast, throw me across, and nothing else. Lots of blur, words, but it's all out of order. Man talk much, jail failed, guard, get lunch… find you. Chaos… pain, black, then you..” She said without filter as her brain was plain trying to do its best to reboot but was still concussed.

“Cute priestess visit me, happy now.” Daphne said before she could catch herself or filter what she was saying or meaning.

Her stomach also lightly rumbled as she had been planning to get lunch before she left the jail. Now she had been however long it was and still no meal. “What…time it…. Eat? You eat breakfast, yes? I pay S…Sya for blanky.” Daphne asked, turning her rare violet eyes to Kats own.

“I…may have called you my girlfriend in an outburst… sorry.. I….” Daphne admitted and she curled into her blankets and tried to hide. She curled her head and long dark hair into the pillow, it was still in a braid but that braid was messy, a little muddy and hairs out of place.

“He talked… many words. I said . I make his skull a mug I think.. “ Daphne said from her spot, reaching, trying to distract self reaching for some water. Her voice was cracking and she needed a drink.

Daphne really hoped she had not blown things up entirely and screwed everything up. She really did feel comfortable with Kat, even if she had some crazy void black magic that had scared Daphne on a deep level, she had not run from it. Daphne knew this much anyway, even if the exact course of recent events was a mess. "What happen, at jail... guard with me. Guards, prince...princess?"

Daphne asked unsure of events going on the situation, what on earth hsd she missed?

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Operation Daytrip- A Heavenfall Story

[hider=Character Sheet]
Name: Yamakawa Takeo

Callsign:
Low Battery. Or LB. He forgot to change a battery.

Age: 35
Gender: Male

Nationality:
Japanese.

Role in Team:

Radio , Drone operator, Electronic repair.

Appearance: Native to Japan he sticks closely to the heritage and looks of his countrymen, glasses, black hair and a height of around 5’5.

Has burn scars on one arm from a battery that exploded trying to stop a radio setting on fire.

Bio:

Born in Japan to Japanese parents his early life was not too different or special. He has a brother who is 2 years younger and was a bit of a difficult younger child but found his feet eventually.

He was not the most academic and more of a technically minded person, he had been several years of a rather complicated time until he found his feet. His brother had been a more traditional son, better with his brain than hands and Kanje. He was much faster at learning symbols and letters. Someone later had said he was probably dyslexic and that was also why he had decided to join the Japanese defence forces at 20, having felt rather less comfortable in the offices etc working as an trainee.

He was a young soldier during the haven fall, with an interest in drones, a girlfriend and things were going good. Then chaos came, he was separated from her and stuck on the other side of the country. She was sadly lost Post disaster by the shortages of insulin. He had mourned as he worked in an improvised rescue and search unit.

This experience was noted and he was moved to a rapidly founded experimental unit. The drones had saved thousands of lives so they had moved to invest in the skills. Japan was stuck in tradition but they invested heavily in new technology when it came.

With that end and looking at return to regular service, he chose to retire and take an offer from the civil search and rescue units that were always looking for men and women. Just because Haven fell. The earthquakes and more did not stop. Japan was a country exposed to multiple threats of nature.

Daytrip eventually approached him. They wanted a specialist, he wanted money. Being search and rescue was honorable but not well paid. A leave of absence and he could buy a house. He said yes.

Analysis:

Retiring as an equivalent as a Sgt, he was a radio operator in the JSDF, before being moved into their experimental drone programmes. Skilled in several areas and also thanks to a period in development and private interest. Became fairly skilled in field electronic repair and such work.

Recruited because the potential of a drone operator was too good to miss. has a lot of experience in disaster recovery and austere environments.
b]Service History:[/b]

Enlisted in JSDF.

Assigned to 11th brigade, later Radio specialist.
Air assault unit.

Spent 8 years assigned to the same unit, rose in ranks and also became a skilled master Radio operator.

Transferred to the drone experimental unit, and experimental tactical recon programme.

Retired military due to programme ending.

Took a job, but found it hard to get work until disaster recovery and search and rescue came up.

Worked in search and rescue during multiple earth causes and the like.

Hired for Day trip as a specialist. The money offered would let him afford a house.

Primary Weapon:
Daewoo Precision Industries K1A with suppressor, optical and laser ranger finder..
5.56 nato

Sidearm:
Minebea PM-9 Submachine Gun
9mm nato
.

Ammunition: Any alternate ammo types you might use.

Other Equipment:

Recon drone and headset / pad. Thermal plus daylight modes.
Field radio.
Electrical repair kit.
Small tea set and portable shrine.

Family And Notable Acquaintance: Important people in your life

Miscellaneous Details:

left handed.
Buddhist.

[/hider]

Standard Kit

The following items are given to all members of Daytrip, although they are free to request different models as long as they meet operational requirements.

• FAST Helmet with L-3 GPNVG-18 night vision and IR strobe
• SPCS plate carrier with level IV plates
• General Service Respirator
• Sordin Supreme MIL CC headset and Personal Role Radio
• Suunto Core watch
• Rugged military tablet

Paradise Lost

Reenneesuash (Ren to humans) daughter of veanamdarr

Ren felt as much as saw how the dying station began to affect them, the clamps and locks let go and the whole ship tilted a fraction, no longer anchored to such a large static point and exposed to gravity and forces of the planet, space and so on.

The … whoever it was was preparing to break orbit and much as she looked down upon a planet now lost to the bugs. There was no way the station might have lasted a while if they had not blown something up and killed its power. The days, weeks..months events began to crash on Ren harder and harder. She was already at a limit when this day started and now her limit was past that, fighting a battle, loading goods, running to only run again… Ren was well and truly beaten. The tired and messy Kael rested her head and silver lime hair against a post, cool metal and sighed with a deep satisfaction as she had been so overheated for hours on the station. “Im going to…med bay, yes. Get. A pick me. up.” Ren almost stumbled a little, her brain, her body she needed a painkiller or to find a place to crash for a bit. “im Ren…I work.. guess I'm unemployed now… My job is at a nuclear crater.” She said and it was way funnier than it should have ever been as she walked out following the med icon with a hand against the wall.

…

The bright sign led her to the infirmary and she saw a Dr present, Ren probably looked a state but also felt a state tbh. She needed something even if just some pain killers to help her keep going a little longer. “Hey Doc, got anything to keep me on my…feet… I'm flagging after beating up some bugs and saving plushy sharks. Till I can rest.”

Ren's mind, bullied, abused, tried and such did make a rather tenuous link to the past. A past back when she was attending a rather fun medical conference, she was to compare human and Xeno biological medicines and compatibility. She had been talking to a man in a bar after a few glasses of wine, champagne and some boozy chocolate pudding. It had been a rather interesting evening and presentation on human and xeno proteins. Drinks followed and the fancy hotel she had been put at on site had no limit corporate bar tab. Good wine, from the southern poles.

Things had gotten flirty, friendly and the business card with a room number … only she got ghosted… What was the point of a conference when you do not enjoy a few bonus extras to make up for the long waits and stale coffee. She even had got an especially nice dress or 3 for that event, a cream and gold toga dress in particular with matching jewellery, shoes, underwear and accessories.

“Hey, wait…” Ren paused to rest a hand against a surface as she paused and got her balance.

“Ya, You where…i know you. Com…comfrence, starcity. , ” The short Kiel said as she recalled and why… Did she remember that at this time? Who knew but now she could not forget it. “You flirted with me half a night, a whole bottle of wine. and ghosted me… I thought you liked my ears… I was in a white and gold toga dress. It took me an hour to just braid my hair." She said remembering how she felt after being ghosted despite the feeling she might get lucky. Ren had really dressed up for that night.

“Um. Yeah…so you got some painkillers?… make up for that.” She asked with a tilt of her head. “Just something to keep me on my feet till we are safe.” the tired, over heated and ichor stained kiel asked.

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Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper

Bath House. Hot rock moon bathing.

Debuff. Snek in need of hug. Really. +1 day.

Snakey Nakey skeepy snake.

Sya was in the hotter area, water was hot steaming as rocks also were hotter than other areas of the baths. The heat warred against her blight born nature, but others pulled her towards comfort in the heat, the water and had found a spot that…suited…mostly enjoying the heat of the ground vs water alone. Sya was unsure how anything worked but Sya just had to do what she could….

Sya was lost in her memories of a past life, a past Sya and a past place that lay deep within the blight. Auralia that had let her people die… They lay far below an ancient golden monastery close to the sea. And now Sya was in Dawn haven, her eye had tears from the peacock and her mind's memories forced to surface as her tail floated and drifted on currents. Regardless of her … anger she could only only take so much before she broke.

She really wanted to have shattered his ribs like a bird's wings but.. she had restrained that drive and sudden aggressive instinct. No, Sya was no monster. She was Sya… Sya could get even… with her mind. Ayel had forced her…into this hole…damn bloody peacock would be banned forever, and any of his kin for the next 10 generations from anything her family if she had one owned.

“Urgh… why does the Prince even tolerate him…” Sya wondered, his claims of being so close to him were really not looking good on Prince's reputation. How could he claim to welcome blight born and allow that? Sya was no Prince so who knew what went on in the Royals heads. Maybe they had the same problems. Maybe not.

Sya was napping for a few minutes letting hot tea soothe her and laying against the soothing heat, blue scaled tail glittering and drifting in a gentle heat current having found a comforting spot to rest and bask in the rock's steady warmth. Her big eye was closed and mind half soothed into rest but Sya was alert enough when an unknown time later she lifted her head at a noise and her name.

“I isssss here… but vhere ..am vi...now.” Sya said as she rose, her voice coming from a direction, but heat rendered her heat sense blind and her superb eyesight was limited.

However Sya felt a little cheeky, her old self, a little more like Sya so she got up sliding out the water and moving silently, based on noise. Barely making a sound she let bright blue scales flash in the light before vanishing as she circled in without making a sound. Sya did this a few times knowing the person she was playing with and at her close distances her heat and enhanced vision began to work more efficiently Sya despite the fact it caused a head ache, switched and used both senses before appearing beside him out the mist with a mischievous look. “Good Vegg Valthyr, Hello, I am in fact Sssssya.” She exaggerated the S and pouted. Being a little over 5 foot at Valthyr … was really damn tall she hugged his waist instead of anything else. He had given a good impression on her when she met him.

“Small, vot even reach vour cheek…. Or shoulder. Live Blight. Not get a inch.” Sya said as she planned to kiss his cheek but could not even reach his shoulder. She had to even back up a little to see him as she moved round, having mastered going backwards with no apparent motion visible to Valthyr.

“Vou want to join me? Protect from bad egg… ve have tea… You cannot vood forge…vy chair? Or you hide vrom bad egg with rot yolk like ve.” Sya said honestly rather than hoping to have a big man about to make her feel safe. bit like she felt when she preached near her fathers forge. Only one trader had tried anything to her and he was met by the eyes of a tall, muscular blacksmith with narrowed eyes, a heavy hammer, broad shoulders, hands and arms that made most men look like children. He gave Sya the price she damnded… if only to leave their very very quickly…

“I know im ….. me….now…” Sya said with a frustrated flick of scales and a down cast look but hooked her upper arm practically around Valthyr's wrist to lead him to her little spot she found. Ahe could reach him better when they sat down.

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