[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]Snakey times![/b][/color] [/centre] … 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. [color=c4df9b]“Treat her well”[/color] 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. [color=a2d39c]“I expect a genuine apology the next time you're at the Eye, like a proper gentleman treats a lady.”[/color] 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. [color=c4df9b]“Elara, Welcome, come over?”[/color] 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. [color=c4df9b]“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.”[/color] 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. … 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.[color=c4df9b] “It's rather more potent than the beer, I would not down it.”[/color] 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. [color=c4df9b]“Welcome To the Eye, I hope you're not here for trouble, it's a celebration after all.”[/color] 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. … 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.[color=f49ac2] “Sorry, pompous peacock.”[/color] [color=f49ac2]“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.”[/color] Daphne said firmly and projected in a clipped lunarian accent compared to her softer response to Fiona. Daphne vs Royal guard Daphne. [color=f49ac2]“Sya is in her rights to request you leave her property, her condition is not a factor.”[/color] 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.[color=f49ac2] "You want a woman to put you on your back... and make it no fun at all. Lady Coswains...regards."[/color] 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. … [color=bc8dbf]“That..man…[/color]” 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. [color=6ecff6]“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.”[/color] 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. [color=bc8dbf]“I'd like to Visit the temple. Adon, Im sure she and Hector can handle that scented sack of dung.”[/color] 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. [b]Mentions[/b] [@Dezuel][@BOOM][@SpicyMeatball][@Qia]