[center][h2][color=9a45dc]Ivor, The Wild[/color][/h2][/center]
[sub]Location: Main Square → on way to Eye of the Beholder[/sub]
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Speaking with Sya reminded Ivor of a time long gone, and of one of the many reasons he loved returning home from a hunt. To be greeted with warm smiles and bright eyes of those filled with relief at a hunter’s return home. Though she was not of his tribe and the inflections in her dialect were different, the accent was unmistakable and easy for him to understand. He missed his family, his tribe, but to have someone out here like him felt akin to a small blessing. 

[i][color=9a45dc]“I did fall into a hole half a moon ago, but I came out hale and whole,”[/color][/i] the blightborn giant laughed heartily, [i][color=9a45dc]“and of course, with plenty to eat,”[/color][/i] he hefted the fish on his back, feeling pleased with himself he sighed, [i][color=9a45dc]“is good to be back.”[/color][/i]

After she explained where he could deposit the fish, he nodded, preparing himself to head over to the Eye afterwards, however her nervous gestures gave him pause. [i][color=9a45dc]“Is everything alright?”[/color][/i] She then revealed her form to him, completely different from the bipedal Sya he saw last, she now bore a shiny, blue, scaly and slithery  tail. It wasn’t some prop, wasn’t a costume, it was a part of her, her ability to mimic each body part all but confirming it. [i][color=9a45dc]“Syraea…”[/color][/i] Hearing her words panged the giant, for if anyone could understand what it was like to feel like a monster, he and the other blightborn certainly had some inkling. Ivor knelt himself in front of the young woman, dropping the fish into the snow and reaching a large hand out to gently pat and brush her head.

[i][color=9a45dc]“Dear Syraea, we all have our monsters to hide and maybe that monster comes out, but it does not change who [b]you[/b] are on inside,”[/color][/i] he removed his hand from her head, pointing a finger center of her breast to emphasize his point, [i][color=9a45dc]“I am and will always be, your friend.”[/color][/i] He smiled a big wide one, [i][color=9a45dc]“I do not think you need to worry, you are beloved here, I see this.”[/color][/i]

He stared at the tail a little longer, noting that its hue matched similarly to the fish he was about to deliver to her tavern, [i][color=9a45dc]“if I am being honest, you wear your monster well.”[/color][/i] Ivor stood up, [i][color=9a45dc]“If anyone disagrees though, or has a problem with your tail, you send them my way, and I can show them what a real monster looks like,”[/color][/i] he winked. Standing back up he hoisted the fish over his shoulders, [i][color=9a45dc]“I should get these to the tavern before they start to stink, are you headed there now yourself? I can walk you back.”[/color][/i] He smiled, hoping the gesture would further encourage her that he hadn’t rejected her new appearance. Regardless of whether she was heading there or not, his next destination would be the Beholder.

[sub]Interacting with Sya [@PrinceAlexus][/sub]