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Banned because I have resurrected myself. My new hat is particularly purple this time.
Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper

Eye of Beholder”

Debuff. Snek in need of hug. Really. +1 day.

Skip, snakey Ivor Freinds, Dad energy.
Outside the Eye of Beholder.


Sya far more comfortable In her native tongue as she laughed and shook her head at his description of falling into a hole. Somehow falling into a hole and leaving with food… sigh…where all the people she knew were so reckless.”You be a vore careful egg, you in my box now and expect you to come back sssafely Good egg Ivor..” She said the obvious care and fact she was really not just the dragon like hoarder of gold that she joked about being.

Sya noted he came down her 5 foot level and was… who thought Ivor was a brute? He was a good man and yes.. He had a bad record with her front door but she had taken repayment in meat however slim the pickings were lately. That was not Ivors fault though as all pickings were getting slim. Even The best pulled in less and lower yields. Her big blue eye dropped tears that froze into the snow and she smiled softly. She just placed a gentle hug about Ivor as her tail wrapped about his back and she gave him a cheeky poke that her eye glittered with some natural mischief. Well she doubted she could easily ever hurt Ivor…. But she was careful nonetheless not knowing her own strength fully yet. She did not want to hurt him… A Auralian noble maybe.

She broke away as they turned to look at her tavern with more lights coming on in the show shod windows. “Thankssss you. I'm hoping the rest of my frindssss agree.” She had not been head patted in a long time and gave a smile that held old memories. “Beard ssscratchy, reminds of trying to convince Gendry to shave, yeah. Vad idea. He kept complained all moon long. 10 wintesss… first.. firsts together. Thankssss.. “ She hurt but smiled at the fact she had fond memories. Sya did not admit she practically been married once regularly but also she felt… supported in Dawn Haven. She knew Ivor was definitely older, not how much but he had that dad energy not the horny energy. She did not want to know if scaling worked, there was a thing such as too big! That was…nope…No. Sya had been turned as a young woman, one who had to rebuild her future.

Sya needed some dad, friend, support energy right now especially as she wondered if friend's would be friends, foes or something in the middle. She did not have many words and slithered along feeling less alone maybe with a crack mended and a scar healed.

I am quite pretty and ssshiny, Ultramarine Blue is a nice colour at least. I gave my good boots to my staff, they never quit …on me….” Sya said a flip and she shifted her tail in a gesture to match her questioning expression as she mentally Flipped and flopped again back onto another track in Sya's more normal self.

“You may sssslither me back and essscort me to my Eye of beholding.” Sya said with a teasing tone as she pulled her coat to be a better cover and keep snow off Her scales. “Tell them… Take an good Bottle of my Ssshe. Shine. It's first batch. More like home. Freinds get the good stuff.” Sya said thoughtfully as she let Ivor walk her back and tried to repay his kindness offering an taste a little more similar to their homelands. She could not do that much but it was one thing she could offer.

“Can you drop off more firewood For me pleassse when you can. Bakery, DistIllery, cold nightssss. Many guestsss.. fires cannot die, winter bitessss harder.” Sya said softly as they walked and slithered towards the large glowing form of the Inn, it's heavy doors and shutters where mostly still closed to the harsh weather of Dawn Haven.

Sya waved her tail as she spoke almost as if she was waving her hand expressively. Sya could help it as she talked with her Body making a s shape as she kept up with Ivors much larger stride than hers. “Roundssa the back, we have a proper loading dock now, Right to basement, cool rooms, storage, I even have a snug and a drawing room….me… hard to belive, i still think im dreaming on a street.” Sya said with pride as they approached the Inn that was hers, her pride, her achievement and her responsibility.

Sya had a rough time and now…hopefully it was getting better.

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Congratulations, now it's over and I really could not of voted for myself lol.

I wrote Luck.
The old officer looked over the map and at the scene expanding before them, around them and the forces present, foot units only, not signs of this distance of heavy weapons, arty or such... Long as they kept moving they should be safe. Thr fact it was converted to military unse and guns may mean they added light armour but that was at best against flak or and not concentrated fire, the dinwoes where still glass and the gas bags could be shot out with heavy fire. They where running heavy, yes, they needed to Evade.

"Copy Captain, got a rough plot on unknown force. Estimates range 5.0.0.0. To 7.5.0.0. Metres. Closing fast on force. Can divert to heading. 1.9.0 and limit our exposure and fire." His PTSD was calmed by the slow fmailailr military report, it's slow clear numbers and the highly clipped tone pronounced for maximum clarity. His hand shook holding the compass as he took a reading and confirmed he was right.

"Copy. Compass and repeat are in sync" He said again as he tried to calm his feelings, his memories. The old memories... the ones that ended in fire, darkness blood and pain.

"Damn wish I looted some cigarettes right now" He said to herself as she watched and waited the force on horizon. Hamerlin was forcing his calm as he ran the basic general orders he learned a officer cadet to force his mind off the old battle, the last battle.

@Bingelly@Dyelli Beybi

Lord and Lady Coswain

Eye of Beholder


Royal waiting


“Context would help, we are hardly short on time” Loed Coswain said easily, they had plenty of time to sit and talk right now and no one had summoned them yet.

Persephone took over with a small gleam as her whole life was unraveling mysteries and turning problems into answers. It was fun and she loved the feeling of solving a problem, granted it did not end well for those she found or managed to best. The Throne agent directed the will of the Throne and that could deliver a rather unforgiving punishment or destruction. “Well, just be calm, calm makes people calm, and fear and anger spread too. So use your language to direct the intended outcome. Your not first blightborn he met.

Right. The fun part.. Negotiating. You have a card others do not, your Blightborn. You can enter and leave the area without risk. You have a skill, that the others do not possess.”
She said with a flourish and a maybe she was enjoying this a little too much but damn the woman was bored, the plots and so going on here vs her former home, come on! maybe she would get to try and solve the murder plot…

Oh his Titles…he had not come from a poor background but not a Lord, he had earned that title through hard bloody work and rose up the ranks by luck and skill. It was no mere title That he had just been given because his father met his natural end. “My rank is earned, not inherited, I have no such fancy history, maybe one day we might.

My wife loves that kind of detail, I just keep her to the standards she is accustomed to and fight when asked.”
He kept things lighter and sociable. she was a Noble, well By laws former Noble as no blightborn could technically hold a title if she was Lunarian anyway. He was far more than a regular soldier but he played that off, he did not want people wondering what he had really been up to in his career. He could hide behind the soldier's image a little.

“Right” Persephone tested her hands in a triangle and gave her a curious look, a lot of words as she weaved the threads together and made sense of the woman's rather extensive language usage. “He is, be has to be, we really are just making the best of the worst here, the passes to Lunaris are probably gonna be closed so we are even more isolated. I rode it and it was bad.

Just be Polite, be respectful. You'll be fine. “
Persephone brushed it off, this place seemed pretty like that, the norm was broken so it was what you had on offer and what you could do that mattered. "You want it, take it, you think Sya had accepted her place and decided to obey all the rules?” She said, This Sya had been very much an successful innkeeper despite being an blightborn and wanted with a death on her head in at least one kingdom.

Lord Coswain nodded Along as his wife was talking, she was right, the rules were broken and this place was… well plain take what you can get frontier town. “The innkeper, I think half the town is scared of her. Im suprised im daying this, or even in this town...but you want it, you gotta go take it here.” He laughed and drank his beer, the Innkeeper was a blightborn but he had to admit it was really fun hearing she bent Ayel so far out of shape. That man was a mega asshole.

He was supposed he was having such a talk with a blightborn... but adapt and thrive. That was all they had.

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@enmuni

<Snipped quote by AnakisutoYT>

If it's just the art itself and not the writing I don't see why it's something that needs to be pointed out.


Honestly yeah, I not mind long ad the image fits the job, you used a note pad pe scribble on a post it note.

Ita just another tool.
Lord and Lady Coswain

Eye of Beholder


Royal waiting


Persephone waved her to sit and was in a relaxed posture as she drank from a glass with an easy posture that was part of her confidence on court and her experiences of her rather interesting life.

Her partner was calm and he drank his beer with an easy calm, she was a blighntborn and faked his easy calm with a blighborn so close but he was alert. His instincts did not go away and he could not just turn them off. “That sounds like a detailed question” He said with a calm face and looked over at his wife and she agreed to help. “Not sure we are as noble as some, but we can help. Relax, we in a Inn at thr edge pf civilisation not a court.” He said without courts over fluffy rubbish and complexity, he could do that rubbish but it just got in the way.

“We have time, waiting on some royal messenger to interrupt at some stage, with all the events last night. Want to find out what went wrong.” Persephone spoke candidly but also did not give anything away more than surface level at the same time, she was tricky like that when she wanted to be. “You might notice we are in fact Lunarians,wrong uniform… but some things are universal, so il bite. The Sun court had similarity to the Moons.” She said letting the first bit drop into the second with a little bit of a punchline.

“Her Highness will probably be resting, she is about less. Be Prince Flynn or his aide / sage than her as I understand. Just treat them as human, they are Royal but Human not the second coming of sunlight and likely be quick anyways as he is busy.” Coswain said honestly based on events what he could place together. The Princess had not been seen regularly at court bar main feasts and events, day to day belonging to the king and his lot, not the queen or the Princess households. He did not need to go into all that detail though and he did not want the attention that knowing he was actively a part of it would begin. He was a Battalion commander and that was no lie, maybe some would know but they had to be highly placed.

“She is quieter of what I know, the Princess was a quieter figure, the Prince is reasonable.. for a Auralian and the interview Will likely be delegated. Most court stuff is delegated or assisted.” She knew the Prince if his micro court was like the larger, alot was delegated off and the King was more a supervising figure than actively involved in a issue and relied upon others to action the decisions made.

“Talk to Sya or someone established, she's been here the longest we know of. And very obviously blight born.” Lord Coswain addmited, he had decided to help her out, because honestly they had nothing else to do. Much as each did not like some things, this was a world they found themselves in and they had to adapt and take on the challenges. This was another of those things to overcome.

"I know it's not moat helpful, but anyone noble, is just a person with more stress, and a bunch of extra problems in my experience. Trust me, larger homes just mean more expenses, staff, and more chances of a headache." Persephone said lightly as she finished her breakfast and drank the same watered down ale as it was nicer than the water. "Relax Nesna, Long as you have skills, im sure you can find a place long as you can help in some way."

Persephone said as she viewed her short experiences of the town, no one seemed to be so stuck up...bear one in particular that survival was a joint venture jot a solo one.

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Personally, I hate when partners regularly respond quickly to OOC threads but never respond to the IC ones. We're having an entire conversation over a few days, but they don't respond to the actual RP.

Also, people using obviously AI art for a reference and denying it when I point it out.


Ai art I not always mind as at times you never find a image that matches your mental picture of the charceter / situation.

Not everyone is a skilled artist.
Could be a intreting universe :)
Lord and Lady Coswain

Eye of Beholder


Royal waiting


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The man turned, that man was Lord Coswain as he saw the blightborn approach though he looked less polished than the Auralians especially as his armour was wrent on the chest plate and had the burn marks of acid blood of the feral beast. It was dull dark steel, polished and clean but worn and solid rather than the perfect mirror finish of the sun realm.

He was mid talking to Persephone as they discussed their how their children would keep the home in the Capitol in good order, they trusted them and they had raised them well. “it ill be fine, I'm more worried about the stairs and the baby, they get all over…”

She was a blightborn and was drinking a watered down ale with one hand as he played a little game of who could catch who with his wife. It was silly but they had done it for years. The loser had to light the fire in the morning. “You got a message, or you need help? I can do my best, though I'm not in main command.” He asked, Dawn Haven being Dawn Haven he chose to be calm and polite and see what happened, for all he knew she was a Royal messenger. This was Dawn Haven.

“Got you! Homes can be repaired, they do need a stair gate… We only have one Grandchild.” Persephone said with a grin as she looked over, her uniform was detailed with Lunarian ranks, though much less armoured and more intended for status than combat. She had been stuck dealing with the Paranoia and such issues of the court far too much than wanting to get out and effect real changes against the kingdom's enemies and internal problems within the walls.

“Oh, How can we help? Please sit down and get comfortable.” She opened with a neutral to positive position not giving too much away but also not turning the woman away. She would let her open the door and tell her own side, it was much easier to learn about people by Just letting them do it themselves. She seemed to have a air…of something more interesting than the norm to the woman, some…intangible Way she carried herself despite the corrupting forces the blight had changed.

With non verbal communication a long relationship had formed between them and a few glances and a nod, they chose to go less formal especially as they where hardly at court sat In an inn that though solid and warm, was not the most luxurious. They had to play things very different in this new land and it almost was a fun challenge, like their courting years. If you did not count the end of the world.

“I'm Lord Castellan, but Adon or Coswain is fine, formerly a Battalion commander, and this is my wife and better half Persephone. Probably my best choice I made.” He could not hide a little of his disappointment at his former role being taken away and did not exactly give his wife's status as a full throne agent of the king's eyes away freely. Though Anyone who digs deep enough might join dots, they have not been in town long. The banter between the couple came easily and was just part of them, entirely unforced and natural as a 20 some year bond could be.

“And don,t you forget it” She said with a smile and to lighten things abit, people needed to feel comfortable to open up. “I'm Persephone, or the better half, what is it you need?” She was not actively doing this but that was just how she thought after Years of living her life the way she had, some things and Habits stuck hard and were not very easy to undo.

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