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Happybirthday to the spider of Nyka, dare to drink with her and celebrate?

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Known as the Celestial Seat, Nyka is a religious city in Northern Sylira. Ruled by four demigods and traversed by a large crevice, the monk-city is both mystical and dangerous. [Lore]

One drink for you Three for me

Postby Assilsa Curare on November 5th, 2013, 11:18 am

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Ageing was a funny thing, some would age a year and it would barely be a spot on their lives yet with other it was half their life. In Nyka Assilsa was lost on what do to on her special day, already her birthday had made consider what she wanted to do with her life. She didn’t want to hunt her entire like Assilsa wanted to… she wanted to.

As a small child she had watched the aerial dancers dancing in the sky it had mesmerised her from that moment on, all she had wanted to do from then was begin dancing… maybe she wished to start the dream again?

Sighing Assilsa decided she would work it out another day when she didn’t feel like she was on a boat. It was early morning, she had only ever celebrated her birthday at night however Assilsa was still too scared of the night to spend her night celebrating another year alive.

What did she wish to do? Spend the day alone in the woods surrounded by nothing but trees and icky bugs or in a tavern with people she didn’t know, Assilsa much rather the people. It made her feel almost normal. Slowly opening the door to the Tavern Assilsa stepped inside still caught in her own thoughts.

“Happy Birthday to me…”

She sung to herself silently, this made her miss her friend Sayren, after all they were pretty close after the unexpected at the bathhouse, she could have spent her birthday with her? Maybe she would make friends tonight?
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One drink for you Three for me

Postby Sayren WindDancer on November 13th, 2013, 9:33 am

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Sayren slowly dismounted her stallion and stood on the ground. She was able to do so more confidently now that her foot was now doing much better. It still needed a brace, but as long as she didn't do too much with it, she could just as easily walk with it now. Since it will come off in a few days time from what the good, kind doctor says...alright, so maybe she's not kind, but she's definitely skilled in what she does.

After dismounting, Sayren walked into the tavern. She remembered Silsa would be here for her birthday, hopefully she was right about the tavern as well as the day for it. It had been quite a few days since she had last seen her. However, her doubts were washed away as soon as Sayren spotted Silsa in the corner of the tavern. All by her lonesome. Poor thing. It's a saddening thing to be alone on the day of their birth.

Wanting to change this, Sayren gave off a brightened smile and approached Silsa, "Hello there friend, room for one more? A bold stallion reminded me that it was someone's birthday today."

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One drink for you Three for me

Postby Assilsa Curare on November 18th, 2013, 9:12 am

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Assilsa had been silently scratching at the wood of the table with her nail when she had felt someone approach. Looking up sadly Assilsa immediately brighten before her stood one of the only people she liked in Nyka so far. Sayren looked better then she had when Assilsa had first met her, Assilsa had felt as if she owed this woman after she had saved her life.

“Sayren! I didn’t think you would remember!”

Shuffling over Assilsa patted the bench beside her, she couldn’t expect Sayren to stand for long since her leg still looked pretty badly compared Assilsa’s hidden wounds. Smiling a toothy grin Assilsa hugged her friend tightly once she had been seated

Arms wrapped tightly around her Drykas friend Assilsa began to recollect the series of events last time the pair had seen one another, blushing with fiery cheeks she pulled back. Offering Sayren her mug of dull Ale she began to scan the room for someone to collect her order.

That was when a quiet girl stood before the table. Should they allow a complete stranger to join in their celebrations? Looking the girl up and down with her ruby eyes Assilsa noticed a few key things that made Assilsa think that she was nervous, first was the stammer, second was the general way that she held herself as she asked.

“Sure! It is a birthday celebration after all!”
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