[h1][centre][color=a2d39c]Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper[/color][/centre][/h1]
[h2][centre][color=a2d39c]Eye of Beholder”[/color][/centre][/h2]
[centre][color=a2d39c][b] Debuff. Snek in need of hug. Really. +1 day. [/b][/color] [/centre]
[centre][color=a2d39c][b] Skip, snakey Ivor Freinds [/b][/color][/centre]




Sya was walked in as the smaller woman turned Lamia made her way through the town square before more people were about and out. She was not scared of being out but it was easier to get to the place and manage the Inn if she did her errands in the quieter hours of trade and could be ready to help when things got more hectic. 

She turned quickly to have to crane up and had she not been changed probably would have been bowled over but she was a lot more flexible and stronger in her lower body now. She righted self once she found her balance and the familiar strong tones and harsher language of her homeland meant it could only really be Ivor as far as she knew anyway they were the only two here who spoke it fluently and naturally vs the sages who honestly got words right but no sage could do a accent to save their lives if they ever spoke it. 

[color=c4df9b]“Ex….Ivor?” [/color]She replied and switched almost automatically over more natural and in her first language and one she had spoken from a small child. Her hood got knocked back and the furry blue coat revealed her long dark hair and bright blue eye as well as a chill or would have been had she really felt the cold as such anymore. [color=c4df9b]“Ivor, I hope you are well and safe, it's been  a rough quartet moon. Your new door is holding up very well, the blackssssmith is going for studs and wearing plates so we can keep it nice.”[/color] Sya said using her native word for a week. They spoke close enough that they understood even if each had their own dialect. 

It was funny, kind of sad how people thought Ivor was a dumb brute, when you spoke his true language he was a fairly intelligent and quite attentive as well as kind man who picked up on details. All part of being a blightborn and outsider among the two grand kingdoms. 

[color=c4df9b]“Oh, how so”[/color] said Sya with a laugh as she realised he would not have seen her since her metamorphosis Into her new form, last time he saw her she was two leg Sya not tail and scales Sya. She could not help but to laugh as he was one of the first to notice she had changed her hair to a more feminine and showy braid than the simple practical one she used to favour. She was dressing more nicely and confidently too though under the warm Fur coat that was not so noticeable. [color=c4df9b]“A lover did it for me, and I liked it, so I kept sssss it. I think it suits me.”[/color]

Sya could not hide her natural hiss on a S, that was just a quirk she had to get used to though easier to control in this language. Her mind wandered to the other things Olivia had done and made her feel… she was quite vocal about those. 

[color=c4df9b]“Da Thankyou hunter”[/color] She said respectfully and gave him a nod of her head, in a formal acknowledgement. [color=c4df9b]“Just puts sssss them round the back, we take to basement cold and make a ssspecial.”[/color] Sya was already wondering what a whole load of fish could go with, maybe some fresh bread, onions, and such. 

Sya made a slightly nervous gesture but this was Ivor, he had never shown judgement or ill intent to the small innkeeper so she slid out from behind her coat and gestured a wave with a bright cobalt blue tail and moved her coat to reveal it ran all the way to her waist and a shorter skirt of layered dark leather. There was no point hiding it and she would get stares regardless. 

Her tail moved and she did a silly little move as her hands and tail copied perfectly in sync like she was a puppet in the hands of a master player in a show. [color=c4df9b]“I… kinda changed a little, still Ssssya, just I … new and really hope I did not lose my friendssss because of it, Orion and Kira have been nice though. I hope you remain my friend.”[/color] Sya said with a little plea in her voice but she did not hide the fact she had changed and she hoped the big man would be kind about it. She felt bad lying or pretending so she embraced the…elephant….snake in the room. 

She was 2 to 3 feet shorter than him and multiple times smaller and lighter, he would practically have to pick her up if chose to hug her but she mentally made sure her items were safe  deep pockets of the snuggly coat she wore. 


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