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KazAlkemiSyraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper
Eye of Beholder”
Debuff. Snek in need of hug. Really. +1 day.
Skip, snakey post time i guess.
Sya forced the door and pulled inward finding a thick layer of snow on the balcony, it was layered with cold white entirely and unharmed by even a bird's foot print or spec of dirt. It was cold but Sya did not feel it that morning and slithered forward her dark blue scales glittering against the pure white about her body. Granted she has not bothered to dress but being this high up, dark and she was one of the few with the ability to see though the deep gloom. Anyone would see her shape against the moon but this would be suitably private however public it was. It was fun how this little place so open could be her sanctuary also protected and private about it.
“sssss. Another day, anover day i never thought id have.” Sya said with a hiss as she looked up at the moon, guards making trails in fresh snow and watched the lights in Dawn Haven that were waking up and candle light and firelight built up as Sya enjoyed the quiet time. Her days busy, so many things to do. This was her time, her safe space in the chaos.
She never bothered to hide her accent in times like this, Ivor was about the only one she knew fluent and able to speak it as easily as she could. The rest of the time Sya had to translate into the common tongue that never felt fully natural.
…
Outfit.
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Dressed, ready and free of snow in the same layered short Leather skirt she had taken to liking and a simple blue and yellow tunic more like her homelands style. Her coat lay on the side, blue and fur detailed with a deep hood and soft lining, more a … comfort than practical but it felt nice and kept her from feeling the cool water run down her skin. A forged and twisted iron arm ring rested on her upper arm and the hammer pendant dangled from her neck on a simple leather cord. Not fancy but it suited and honoured her history and origins.
One day she might have gold to use but iron would do for now, her original was long gone and this was a crude copy of the work of her father but it was something…. Something more than the weeks before.
Sya looked in a small mirror, she looked a little more like her old self again, though So very changed and they had never managed to replicate her instructions like the old woman in the lost village had made clothes that seemed to fit effortlessly.
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Sya had signed the second letter rather more enthusiastically with a relish and some energy.
Maybe her letter was abit unhinged but since then as Sya herself…hinged?
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Sya moved without noise as she entered the bar, having paused to check her ledger and confirm something before she picked up a letter to send in her snug come office, come…everything at times. She even liked to think it would be nice to sleep curled up in the close soft space and wrap her tail over itself and feel safe in her changed self.
She pulled the heavy coat on and shrugged her warm layers over the back of her long tail and sparking blue scales. Sya nodded as she left early morning heading out with her letters safe in a pocket as she slithered through the thick snow layers about the town sticking to the lanes that were less hard packed. Sya kept her tail tip up and out of the snow, the cold made it tickle and she wondered if she needed to make an… Titton? Tlove? A tail hat? To keep snug and warm or the feeling of it?
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“Eye of the Beholder account pleassse, vot urgent but please when you can today would ve ideal.” Sya said to the postmaster as she left and placed both on the desk neatly labeled and with her looping handwriting and a wax seal on each In a deep red. “Thanksss, il pay you at end of the veek, il take those too please. Add them to my tabzzzzz.” Sya said as she turned away and left with a wave grabbing some more paper, a bottle of red ink, pink and a deep green and a quill set. Her small purchase placed into her coat pocket she turned back into the cold.
Sya was quiet and thoughtful as she beamed out from her warm Fur lined hood that bobbed as she moved fluidly along the ground outside. Flicking her hood Sya nudged it as she looked about and waved her tail passively to shake some snow off that was annoying her making cold wet drips that ran down Sya scales.
The moon was waning above and shook her head, everyone was…that bit tense. There were too Many guards for people to relax. Her mind wandered, she had spent much of the time just trying to keep people fed, busy and trying to maintain at least some calm about the eye, regardless of the storms outside it.
Sya could not claim to have done much but shendid her best looking about, mind wandering to friends and how she would be … treated. Her long coat hid her form a little but it was impossible to hide her nature, had her changes caused rifts that could not be bridged? Sya was feeling quiet as she made way into the main square with a deliberate ease, her new more powerful lower body cut through snow however odd it felt. It was Sya who made herself go slowly as she thought and was lost in her own head.
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