[h1][centre][color=a2d39c]Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper[/color][/centre][/h1]
[h2][centre][color=a2d39c]Dawn Haven _ “Town Sqauee”[/color][/centre][/h2]
[centre][color=a2d39c][b]10 am[/b][/color] [/centre]

Sya shook her head. [color=c4df9b]“I like the name personally, it's quite fun and named after a creature of a book myth. Some book called Dungonournus Draconus, the 4th. Il check, it will probably be basic , no balcony. But I moved Lord and Lady when I could so it should be free..[/color]” The eye of the Beholder was a perfect name for me. Sya had not yet had major trouble but she was no idiot, she did not want to tempt fate though. “[color=c4df9b]I am respectful and try to be kind first, I am always armed and more than one. I am no fool.” [/color]

Sya had only taken over the inn two months ago, building hidden exits, sublevels … there was room for such things but how would one even begin… [color=c4df9b]”You talk of things, I am trying to just start things, prepare for winter, such things cost a lot of coin and covert work is slow.”[/color] Sya said  while not bad ideas they would cost a lot of money and money needed to be made first.[color=c4df9b] “You can be too right. Much as I like coins,  I will have to check. I will not take your money and not give you a bed.”[/color] Sya ran an honest trade, She had to be an Emberkin, they did not trust her to start with…

[color=c4df9b]“As I said, this is our hope. And you'd be surprised. People might realise we are useful when winter comes… cold does not harm us. I am not bothered by cold, snow or the Dark.”[/color] Said with a little hope, survival would be a matter for all of them, they would need all their skills to face the coming storms. 

Sya did not know of such lands, she knew of lands, borderlands, Auralia but she was far less travelled, or all she knew it was lies, he was a good talker. Sya had spent more time on survival than study. [color=c4df9b]“I am a borderlands blacksmith's daughter not a scholar, I'll take your word.”[/color] Sya said with a little pride still, she was proud to be herself, even if she was the last of them. 

“I'm a little strange, dying does that. Done it once, did not stick. Guess they don't want me.” Sya said with some rather dark humour and a shrug, she was messed up, find a normal mentally healthy blightborn, Sya would cuddle a dire wolf. 

[color=c4df9b]“I must not be that boring or you wander off by now or join the forest at the stage.”[/color] Sya said with more confidence than she had at the start of the day. 

His answer seemed to fit. It made sense, Blight born especially those new where fighting such powerful Urges and changes, going feral was not unheard. She had to fight to retain herself and her mind. That was a trial In itself.[color=c4df9b] “A kissing booth, you are not boring even if you do your best to annoy me. You seemed to have survived your… Ordeal by kiss.”[/color] Sya said honestly and a little more comfortably, he she could manage, annoying yes… but manageable now she knew the man's…well nature. She gave her version of a raised eyebrow but is also humorous too. Ordeal by kissing booth was a saga of a legendary fighter for sure..

He made her want to face eye but he was mentally challenging even though it was vexing. Today had been a work out of challenges and quite enjoyable in its own way. [color=c4df9b]“You have to fight it, especially In tainted lands, it tries to whisper to you almost, corrupt you. It's more than a physical … poison. The ones who lived their. I'm not going looking for. 

I will not judge you, I have had to do what I have to survive, not nice things. one person keeps a secret rather well.“[/color] Sya said but did not elaborate, people should not know, that was probably for the best. They were too dead to talk, and she was not talking. She should not have said that But this man had a silver tongue, how many others could claim They had a clean past in this town, or anywhere? She had only done what thousands of others had. Survived. 

She waited, when would the Prince be here?


[@Dezuel]