[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 frinds x3[/b][/color][/centre]

Sya was playing with her tail testing what it could do, the fact she seemed to have enough control to use it life objects was a new trick. Though holding objects was a little strange at first. 

Ivor was confident as ever, and openly boomed his announcement Like a tribal chieftain as he headed over where she saw among the crowds…Kiara? She had come after all! Now she needed Onion and Eris to visit, Sya wanted to share her happiness and success with her friends. She frowned at the range available for breakfast with all the chaos and shook her head…no…no…this will not do. She slithered over to the kitchen to find Becky hard at work in the bakery and nodded, she seemed to fit Syas old pair of short boots rather stylishly. The taller ones had not fitted the chunkier woman much as they would be better for winter. 

Breakfast… Oh.. Pastry… 

A distracted Sya later, Becky helping and a sigh of pain from her but the Lamia did not notice she had a tray with her creations and food for people, some cheese and venison toasted bread with onions and spices, sweet porridge and evidence of her genius idea..   savory hot pastery filled with porridge! The Breakfast Ingot was taking a little longer to work out and the first batch might not even be horse worthy and jail might have them instead. On instance she also had a bowl of hot porridge with her, it would do for a few people anyway, she could always make more. 

Becky seemed to disagree but Sya was her boss and the woman seemed to have a whole hyper fixation combined with a random nature to get invested in various things and change her mind fast a charging horse and switch topics, ideas and so. She was a challenge to work with but worth the effort. Becky had a roof over her head, a job and a new pair of warm boots out of the arrangement. It was a two way transfer. 

Using her tail to push the door open Sya was able to hold the tray and balance a small bottle of her brew, Friend gift as she could not eat food to what the innkeeper knew. 

[color=c4df9b]“Food, Hot food.. sssssseeing as this morning is sssoo, hot breakfastsss”[/color] She said with a wiggle as she moved her upper body while remaining perfectly flat, her new form was rather more..  precise and like the dancers at the harvest festival than before. Her tail pushed door closed as she headed to one of her guests, a old man and a woman who she recognised from the night before. 

[color=c4df9b]“Miss, savory, or ssssweet, i made a sspecial breakfast.”[/color] She said offering the food to her to see, proud of her cooking that was somewhat eclectic nature and smells. Sya had not eaten solid food for about a year so her ideas were not fully attached…nore was her mental stability. Sya meant well though. [color=c4df9b]“You too, Welcome, you vust be her Vather. You were safe i vope.”[/color] She said mixing her native and general tongue in her excitement to test out her ideas. 

It took her a little force to remind her brain as she was so much easier in borderland and spoke to Ivor without thought of translation. 

She turned to see a guard she recognised as a regular too, he drank here and took a hot meal to get away from the chill of the town. [color=c4df9b]“Zeph,”[/color] She reminded herself of his name and all the guards looked similar and the pronunciationwas a little harsh as she made the letters work. [color=c4df9b]“Hot mealssss for the guards? After lassst night. Vong night, sleep little, good meal.”[/color] She said softly and offered the food to them, she did not pry but knew they had a bad night, her grapevines were not exactly making her feel good. 

[color=c4df9b]“Friend Kiara, How are you, freindssss get treated well here, part of ze egg box like Ivor and Onion. I hope he vore careful. And vou stayed safe of course, vomen have more sense.”[/color] Sya said happily as she balanced the tray and moved her tail with a skill that surprised her to place a small bottle labeled “Shine of Selene.” onto the table, she held back from a high or so, Sya was very observant and very much also an intuitive person. [color=c4df9b]“Would vou be more comfortable in my perszsonal parlour, or would you like to try the gueessst area upstairs.”[/color] Sya said kindly and she would treat her like a friend until the more … loner blightborn was brought safely as one of her box of damaged eggs together, appreciated and safe as a whole. Sya would make a better little world for her friends, she was greedy but she was lonely, and she would do something about the latter. Working out her… quirks and nature would be the first step of friendship. Sya did not notice to her she allowed her more native tone and cadence to come forward instead of the more stunted and less emotive general tongue.

The world took her home, her hearth, heart and family…she would just have to make a new one. Was Sya normal …no.. would Sya do it regardless. Yes. 

she turned on her waist to look about, she had shed her coat when she got to bar in the Blue more borderlands styled top with her ever present necklace and new Arm ring, the skirt was becoming a favourite especially ad she did not worry about the length as much now she would be stared at regardless. They could stare at leather, scales or so….they would stare. 

She looked about her busy Inn with a sense of pride, the night's events had not killed trade yet. There was hope, she just needed to collect the right people and hold them close. 

She waved at Nesna and yup, no breakfast like this for her, maybe a light stew or something other than heavier food, she seemed to struggle with stews. [color=c4df9b]“Good Morning, towns open again, marketssss are starting to set up again, i'm not sure what tea the market has today, but they may have sssome. 
We .... cannot promise anything about saving that coat. It was... bad. ”[/color] She said cheerfully and visually passed by the lord and Lady who seemed more used to and had already made a full breakfast of their own and quite cared for right now. 

They would try to help clean that up but even blessed by both the gods new, old and fated...that coat was worse than she seen blightborn wear who dragged in from the wilderness. 

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