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3 days ago
Current 40k is not a Rabit hole, it's more a massive cave system that runs for hundreds of miles.
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4 days ago
Start small, hello, thankyou and incorporate stuff like that into everyday life, and use media exposure too. Little steps, maybe watch a fun sweris in Italian together
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4 mos ago
Happy Christmas Humans and aliens :)
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5 mos ago
As an Imperial saint I fully approve the use of the Inquisiton in this matter
2 yrs ago
Sometimes you want to tell a event from diffrent, time, view points and so. Younc9uld be both in the present, and for another looking back.

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Banned. Telly tubby land is to the left.
Banned because you missed out on the necromancy dinner party.
Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper

Eye of Beholder”

Debuff. Snek in need of hug. Really.

Tea Snake...I guess.... Flirting.. or just Sya... Can you even tell...
Sloshed snakes can slither too


Sya gave a little uncomfortable shift and sway as she addressed the comment, yeah she was trying to distract people, yeah she was trying to keep their minds off things… That was her job to keep things from turning to chaos. “Of vourse I am, but I'm not sure if everyone thinks that, and where else would I go if Prince zinks I failed?, I have friends, least 3 friends out there. I'm… well I no longer have to worry about shoes.” Sya said as she waved her tail with a shrug gesture and hid her point and question about how if people even saw her as human at times, she kinda implied…but not. Maybe she was too honest but Sya never really did do anything other than Sya. She seemed a decent lady.

Sya was too diffrent, Dawn Haven would have to be a ride or die? Unless she headed to Dunatall…Panic never helped… never helped, chaos was a fire that burned and spread, Calm kept tempers and real fires down. She would not have to contemplate that idea…

She had to force herself to speak in the less Borderlands more general tongue as she softened her accent from the harsher tones of her homelands' lost accents and languages. “My Mercy, oh, that could mean different thingsszz in my Lair.” Sya laughed with a hiss and tried to wink with one eye but clearly humour and the Lamia was not the most mentally stable but who could be after what she had endured. She was never boring though. “Is it really a Lair when you live on the top floor with a balcony? Lairs are below ground? Being a queen of evil would suck, no hugs, and everyone thinks you need to solve their mistakes… il stick to being entirely sane and normal. Plus when did you see a Quwen in comfortable clothing
yikes. Sssdpikes are not comfortable. ”
Sya said with a rather sharp tangent and a lighter tone, she was sociable and once you got past the scales and eye, she showed signs of the happy woman who was working on her own cottage with her childhood friend and partner.

Truth be told her flexible mental state often she believed was how she managed to survive and retain her humanity, she bent and flexed with the blights changes in her mind not broken and snapped like brittle iron.

“Give me a few days, a week….I Have cookiessss though, pastery, shine, some soup and sssstew.. more even. it was meant to be a feast and display of everything we make…” Sya said with a little down tone to her voice, she had made a feast to celebrate and sell her business and all this happened…least the crown was the one helping pay for it!

Sya hand and tail Moved in gesture as she spoke entirely fluid and without needing to look where she was in relation to self and others.

“Breakfast Ingots, be glad we do not go by first Name, travel food slab…” She gave an exaggerated shudder at the name Idea. “least one more person can enjoy them in sssspirit they meant.”

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Banned because clearly necromancy is the enrirey sensible solution to making crispy yet fluffy perfect roast potatos...where was my Plutonium, lich powder and 300 year old mixing bowl of doom...

Dinner is at 7.30, please knock the 3rd skull from right of thr door and il drop the draw bridge.
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@PrinceAlexus, you may have won the writing contest, but you shan’t win this one!


Whow knows I might land a double :)
If you cannot reply for abit, hiatus...or so...

It not hurt for people to tell whom your writing with than to only find out because of the side bar. It only takes you about a minute to even copy and paste a short message.
Banned, thankyou :)
Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper

Eye of Beholder”

Debuff. Snek in need of hug. Really.

Tea Snake...I guess.... Flirting.. or just Sya... Can you even tell...
Sloshed snakes can slither too


Sya was still getting used to walking, slithering infact and keeping her balance at the same time. It was surprisingly complicated to manage everything newly changed, her body was new and listened as she moved along over to the tables with food. Complex subjects and movement was an thing she had to think about to so both at the same time.

Her dog has been particularly good but Sya was very much still cautious of the animal and its reaction to her. Just because it was calm for now did not mean it would remain so. She kept her tail swished out of the way as not wanting to test the durability and sensitivity of her tail and new body's ability to withstand damage. Sya knew she was resilient thanks to her blight nature but she did not like being hurt.

The man's comment made her giggle with a hiss, she needed no explanation and detail about it. She had her own moments with her partner back home and his times when he was a pain much as she still snuggled up to him when given opportunity.

“I'm honessst, I like money alot but I'm honest.” Sya said, she would not hide she was a big fan of gold. Gold was a great leveling tool, especially now. A blightborn with gold…had gold … and gold was a universal tool of respect and influence.

Sya turned as she reached the table and swayed about her hips…or what her hips about In an abstract manner as she leant a little lower to be steady. The short leather Skirt panels flapped a little as she settled back. The outfit was a little…pretty daring but she did not care, people already stared at her for being Cyclops or now a Lamia.
“Horsesss, oh that does not sound neighbourly”… Sya dropped the bad joke without Missing a beat. “The first batch maybe, but we can work it out and make ssssomething i'm sure.” Sya said confidently with evident heart and focus.

“Ready to Forge a new day with Breakfast ingotsss” Sya said with a little drama, musical tone as her hands and tail gestured happily as she said with a glow to her eye in her energy. Sya was very much hyper focused and a mix of ADHD.

Sya did her mental switch again and her brain swapped tracks fast and she did what was a typical Sya mentally damaged nature. “Try please, Shinnne Is potent, but made by me, old Borderlandsss Recipe.” Sya Said but she decided to turn and explain with a gesture wave of her deep blue shiny tail like it was a natural extension of her emotions.

“Fine, yesss… i'm trying to keep things calm…. Panic does not help us. Calm better.” Sya said more firmly but quietly. She knew that people were looking to her, and would expect things of Sya and her duties. “Calm people are a lot easier to look after. Valm Gueessts do not fight as much. All zey can do is wait, quietly is better. Vrink, eat, they doing somthing and not vorrying..” Sya said with a little challenge in her tone, she was not going to let someone start a drama in her Inn. In her thoughts her accent had slipped into a much thicker ative borderlands accent, older and more gutteral than the more universal one she used most of time.

She wanted to leave and so much as the next person but they had to wait, she had people whom she wanted to know where safe. Several of her guests who had rooms were missing too right now, hopefully none had fallen victim. Even the annoying, Vexing yet interesting man who had verbally challenged her.

What she wanted to to to some people for making her worry, hug them yes.. but they sure made her worry about them.

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