[centre][color=ed1c24][b][h2]Multi Post [/h2][/b][/color][/centre] Sya had managed the Lunch shift, her door was still broken but she had quickly and with practice managed to hang up the venison and strip off the meat that was available, it had been a weak animal but any meat was better than none. The muscle was weak, stringy stuff and very little fat on the animal's body. But there was some meat and some was better than none. She had learned that on the edge of the world to take advantage of anything that the world gave you. [color=a2d39c]“This can.. Urgh, I'm wasting half a carcass, but its.. bad”[/color] Sya said as she tossed the unusable parts into a communal tip, the cold never really bothered her, it never had since her rebirth. She cleaned her hands off in a communal tap, it was not fancy and a little crudely built but the town was only months old. The rest of the meat could be sorted tomorrow, that Venison really needed to be butchered, Ivor had taken what he could but the dark, the borders, the blight, Game of any quality was a rare and valued commodity. Looking about the town Sya saw people moving about with no real desire to engage them and headed back to the inn, she had a list of things to do. … [color=a2d39c]“Olivia, Im fine, all handled. Ivor. I can at least partly understand.”[/color] She spoke from the other woman's arms and felt her body pressed against her own, skin sharing warmth and a level of emotional contentedness that was like diving into a hot bath, clean, warm and pure. [color=a2d39c]“Im fine… not hurttttt”[/color] She said with a rather exaggerated pitch as her fingers checked she was intact, though that place was not on a normal medical check. She purred at the actions and just curled herself deeper into her partner's warmth, emotional and physical. She did catch an noise outside but was not going to investigate anything less than screams, destruction or the sound of a fire, It seemed to pass by, maybe it was that Pilades, he did like to perch on things much as she grumbled about him not being the one to pay for roof repairs. Turning her head to the window she saw movement still clearly from afar but was distracted again by more interesting, more close events… [color=a2d39c]“I'm not going anywhere. Least not for abit, you waited for me huh.”[/color] She said quietly with a soft tone and a smile that reached her eye and showed clearly. Reaching out she felt her way down the woman's side and found her hand and threaded their fingers together and held it loosely with a thumb making circles into the pale skin of her hand. Sya had waved to the document lying on the desk written in Sya's own hand being a little less polished but one that she tried to do neatly and cleanly as possible, neat column of numbers written in black and red, and an end total signed with a flourish. She had accounted for everything including her coach men work, breakfasts and more. Sya was entirely detailed when it came to such things. [color=a2d39c]“Check it when you feel, No rush for a answer”[/color] She said and it even was finished with a wax seal like the inns sign, Sya was too happy to have her own little seal however humble to not use it, and giggled a little like she was much younger and far less travelled. A glimmer of her old self breaking through into her life. Sya was too distracted to think of much else, a slow kiss had grown more engaged and energetic and Olivia had had her well and truly useless to the world. She had begun to learn her sensitive spots and very much seemed refusing to stop her efforts. Sya would happily submit to Olvia and her explorations. They had talked too though.. they were not that much lust blind, Sya had been telling a tale of her homeland and how an Aurelian lord had fallen off his horse leaving after the local potent spirit, Sya was working on adapting a barrel remembering the old drink and how to make a simple still they called them to produce it. Shine of Selene and she planned to make some. She wanted at least one small part of her homeland to remain, so much had died or fallen, least she could maintain a little piece of her history and her people. Sya had opened up a little and explained some of their traditions and how she had a hell of a hangover as a teanager after the harvest celebrations. … [color=a2d39c]“I Don,t wanna….”[/color] Sya said as she heard the distant chime of a clock sounding out with a bell in the marketplace. She would have to head down and work on the evening shift. She was too comfortable and had spent her time talking quietly and enjoying the soft bed, Sunni had spent rather a lot on this bed and it was very much worth the investment. [color=a2d39c]“I have to work, hungry people…”[/color] Sya said with a groan, she would work but it did not mean she had not found a rather pleasant way to pass the time. “Inn keeping is hard work” Sya said, she was proud but yeah, some days she did want to just curled up and hide, Sya was … Accepted but the woman knew that the non blightborn who made up bulk of her trade did so because Sya was one of the civilised ones and one of the ones who has gone out of her way to smooth the road. [color=a2d39c]“Help me?”[/color] Sya Said with a hope, no one had helped her braid her hair in a long long time and well. She wanted to be reminded of better times. [color=a2d39c]“Please”[/color] She said with a fragile hope in her voice. … [hider=Her Letter] A letter marked with clear tear smudges and written shakily with determined hand, wax sealed and curled up neatly. “Dear Prince Flynn. Your Highness, your word came you asked for information, I was busy with the Inn and getting the Eye established for the good of the locals. I was from the borderlands, I can tell you their is a monstrous feeling in those deep Blighted lands, things clawed at my soul and my mind and the blight I experienced is something worse and darker than a purple haze on the horizon. Stay away… stay out… something is very wrong I beg you! My story hurts to retell, it is not a happy tale my lord. Our lands were left.we called for aid from your kingdom and none came. we were left to die, your Lord's word that when we aided you in the conflict with Lunaris was worthless. They left us to die and watched from afar. Things where slow…until not…then our land died…animals…people.By time we tried to flee…we had nothing to do so with. Too weak. I am perhaps one of a handful who live from.a land of many. I will be direct. I died…I am alive.but i died and i do not know what will come. Man meded with beast, man and beast became one. I saw the castle burn. They tried to bar the gates, and walls…None worked. Purple mist i saw rise From a fire black castle, cracked. Burned… Dead. It rose though the very towers till it broke the roof of the castle. I gave up… but fate decided I'm alive… fate is cruel at times. I barely could see, it took me days to Salvage, to Straggle out… I had no idea what or where to go. My eye burned… even Night was blinding. You just wake back up… I was too tried to fight and woke up laying in the ruins of my village, just a mass grave now. If you want to know About the blight.its not just some physical thing. that place pulls at your mind too, it's very much wrong in every way your highness. Sya. Innkeeper. [/hider] … She had dropped the letter off quickly while running an errand before her time with Olivia. Handing it to a servant she vanished off quickly as to spend more time with her lover than letters. … Adonis Coswain was a man who worried as he handed Persephone a glass of water and kept her warm in their bed, having shoved two together, leaving Hector and Daphne to work it out, not ideal but they had done and worked out worse situations. [color=6ecff6]“Slowly Seph, slow…”[/color] He said with a deep tone and let her take a little more water, he knew basic care enough to tend to her now. [color=6ecff6]“Rest your voice, Hector is on it. Il look after you.”[/color] He said soothingly and pushed her dark red hair out a eye and nudged it behind her ear. she had insisted on writing it down and Hector had already started working out the best way to assist Valor's Edge Garrison. They might not be able to do much but one plan was to use a Raven and instruct them how to repair their water well, clean water was life, the caves could shelter them more than the damaged towers. Maybe keep could be kept open. Luckily they had sent drawings of the old war Smith was looking over and notes. [color=a187be]“Adon, Monsters out there. Picked off… Its Worse than we belived.”[/color] She said with a deep worry, something was amiss about Valors Edge, missing patrols and more… the place had lost more men than normal even for an outlying post. The most senior was a Squire Captain. [color=6ecff6]“We will face them, we Always do Seph”[/color] He said, Royal Guard was the one meant to keep the monsters out of the kingdom but there was little he could do for now. First was to secure a point of fortification and to make sure they had a battered but a Keep nonetheless available. …. [color=f49ac2]“Does anyone maintain the Temple ”[/color] Daphne had wandered and headed out to explore, her compatriots were busy and she had found after a time a Lunarian temple, its pool was clean and cold as it always should be but it looked … dirty. She had found an old brush and cleaned it out, removed dirt from the pool but no priest seemed to be assigned to this place. It would have to do, Selene would understand, Lunaris was not a place where they could keep perfectly to formal religion. They just tried their best with what they had. Pushing the leaf litter away and setting one of the icons straight, it looked better as she knelt and enjoyed the quiet. The cool water on her arms and the view of the moon from the roof window at least reminded her of the Capital region that was her home and where she had trained for long years before this. [color=f49ac2]“I hope you appreciate it, I am no priest so I cannot bless this place, I can make it ready though.”[/color] She spoke and admired the view. It was a simple but honest place… it was a Temple yes. It suited. Looking over the Lake she saw a dark body of water, some islands and so in the middle, it was not yet frozen but looked like it would be a truly bracing and energising leap into it when the ice formed. Daphne was leaning against the temple as she had closed its doors, she would check onnit in a few days. Though not the most religious, she had gone to the Island several times, the experience helped her remember what was important and that she was hoping to achieve. Maybe clarity was a reward for a humble faith. … [color=fff79a]“gah. Always that part.”[/color] Hector said, looking over the drawings. He saw what they may need but it was how did you explain it… he found some paper in the market and some charcoal pens and began to mock up what they needed to repair it to hold till new parts could be sent. … [color=ed145b][i]“Meals will be served, I Am working upstairs, please ring the bell. I will be down in a few minutes” Working was a stretch but she had left a bell and a note on the bar. Sya could not be everywhere even if work was a little… inaccurate.[/i][/color] [@The Muse]