[Syliras Location] The Flower Stand

by **Gossamer** on July 31st, 2009, 8:16 pm

A bright spot of color off Orchid street infuses Syliras with a false joy that is not often easily seen through for the visitor and resident alike. Atta's Flower Stand has stood since the city itself grew up out of the wilderness. No one is sure if Atta Sabot is the original florist or if there have actually been a long line of Atta's selling flowers. Regardless, there are a great many blooms to be found in the Flower Stand. None of the flowers are priced, for Atta determines who gets what for what price simply by looking at them. Often, she gifts flowers to those passing by that need some cheering up. She can afford too, for Stormhold Castle itself does enough business with her keeping its elegant rooms and tiers decorated with fresh bouquets that she can afford to be generous.

Stop in, visit with the old woman a while, and learn something new about the world around you. Pick out some flowers, and give her the coin you think they are worth. If it is not enough she will demand more. If it is too much, she will refund you coin or pass more flowers onto you.

Atta does business the old fashioned way, the way she decides is necessary for the health and well being of the visitors and residents of Syliras.

NPC :

This location is moderated by Chevalier

by **Voreasos Alisier** on August 3rd, 2009, 9:08 pm

Summer 509 av 10

Voreasos just smiled softly as he passed by the flower stand. He saw it daily on his travles around the city of Syliras yet never really stopping and looking himself. He was learning more and more of different races but mainly humans and even took to more fruits then people or pets. It hurt him on some level yet he was working on it. He was also learning to smile more without scaring people but people still were scared of him even if he meant them no harm.

His black razor like claws showing clearly on his white paste like skin as he touched different types of flowers, there scent alluring to his senses as his tongue pressed along his lips trying to catch the taste of said scents. His silver like hair flowing in the warm wind as the cloak he kept warped around him.

"Madam may I ask how much it is for some flowers that are in season? umm colorful ones I am looking for." He asked, his voice was soft and slowly creeping along his lips warping around her body and ears like a blanket. Good or ill.

by **Gossamer** on August 4th, 2009, 7:12 pm

Voreasos

Atta looked thoughtfully at the young Symenestra who wanted... flowers? That a Symenestra was browsing her flowers was weird enough in itself, yet that he wanted something... colorful.. was yet again another surprise. She looked thoughtful, after all, a customer was a customer, right?

The old woman smiled, nodded, and turned to pluck out a large bundle of gladiolas that were intermixed with hotpoker flower and lily. They were gorgeous, of mixed colors with primarily orange and violet with a few reds and whites mixed in.

"How about something like this? Five copper-rimmed mizas.. they are a good bargain and in season." She said, offering forward the bouquet.

The Flowers! :

by **Voreasos Alisier** on August 4th, 2009, 7:18 pm

"Thank you, May I have three different bundles please?" He asked as he waited for her reply. In the end he would leave her an gold miza for her troubles even if coppers were far less then one gold. He was in a very giving mood as of late and had to show more kindness when he was out numbered.

After he paid, he would leave with his items with a smile trying not to show any fang.

by **Gossamer** on August 4th, 2009, 8:47 pm

Voreasos

"You can have as many as you like." Atta said as she piled three generous bouquets into his arms. She made sure they were all different yet equal in their complexity and value. In the end, she looked startled by the payment of the gold-rimmed miza and then shook her head, chalking the young spiderling's carelessness with either wealth or the foolishness of youth.

"Come back anytime...young man." She said, calling an encouragement after the coin was passed to her. "Old Atta will fix you up."

by **Grayzdo Briety** on June 5th, 2010, 2:15 am

4th Day of Summer 510 AV

Grayzdo looked about the flowers with his unusual purple colored eyes. He felt unnatural and that he didn't belong. He turned his head to see a old woman looking at him. "She must work here." he figured. He approached and then said "How much for some flowers that are in season?"

She handed him his flowers and he handed her a gold miza and then he walked away from the stand.

by **Dusk** on June 9th, 2010, 10:51 pm

Grayzdo

Atta had handed him a bouquet of sunflowers, but when he shoved a gold-rimmed miza into her wrinkled palm she blinked and reached out to grab his shoulder. "Wait a moment, there, young man... wait just a moment," she said, smiling and patting his shoulder as she came out from behind her little counter. "You deserve a bit more than that. Here, here, come here," she said, waving him over.

She dug through the wall of flowers until she finally came up with three pristine white roses. "Ah, yes yes yes," she murmured to herself, puttering back over to the counter and wrapping their thorn-speckled stems in a bit of linen. "Here, these are what you're looking for. The white rose is the symbol of new beginnings, and of honor. Good for you, I think," she chuckled, pushing them into his hands.

by **Llewelyn** on May 21st, 2011, 6:38 pm

511 AV Spring 33, Late Afternoon.

'This is new', thought a dark benshira man as he took yet another swig of ale from his flask. He had wandered the city in hopes of finding a place to sit down and sober, but stumbled upon more alcohol in his flask. He wasn't quite drunk yet but give a few more swigs he just might be. Good ol' alcohol.

Crevan had recently met up with him and seemed dead set on tripping him down. "Petching cat!", he growled as he stumbled yet again. She shot him a reproachful look and scampered off ahead of him. It never ceased to amaze him that despite his day-to-night transformations she always knew who he was. More astonishing, where he was. The small calico had ran up to a nearby stand, multi-colored and beautiful. Llewy made his way over and began admiring the flowers. He bent down and patted his cat on the head, "Nice find, Crevan." The older woman tending the stand looked friendly, maybe he's be able to start up an interesting conversation.

by **Zinami** on May 23rd, 2011, 1:02 am

511 AV Spring 33, Midday.

Nami had recently entered the city gates. She hadn't rested from her travels yet, but she didn't intend to for a bit longer.

Her reddish-brown hair curled about her index finger as she twisted and turned her wrist. She had a habit of fiddling and such while she was feeding her curiosity. Mainly white orbs swiveled in their sockets, pupils dilated to possess most of the bright green ring the encircled them. She was very happy with her find. It was an interesting place, as she believed, albeit, slightly depressing. However, the ever cheery mixed Inarta smiled at every passer-by, wishing to ignite some flame of enthusiasm within their souls, for even a few moments.

After a bit of meandering about the streets, a splatter of vibrancy among the dreary and dull captured her short-wired attention with ease. She took to a skipping gallop towards the stand of flowers. When she reached it, she came to a complete stop beside the male. Seeing he was busy with the kindly seeming woman, she kept distant, examining the petals and colours of the flowers.

Then to her attention, came something furry and small. A feline. How splendid. She was excited with her discovery, thus let her form bend until she had been kneeling beside the creature. She propped one hand upon the ground to hold her weight as she leaned forward, and the other hand had trailed the calico's fur from its head, down its back, and finally it's hind-leg, before repeating.

Her paled, cracked lips moved slightly, forming the soft hum that came from her throat into cooing words. "Hello, Darling... Aren't you just a pleasant sight beside such lovely flowers."

by **Llewelyn** on May 23rd, 2011, 3:05 pm

At first Crevan flinched beneath the strange woman’s touch; but after a few enthusiastic strokes the calico was soon purring and rubbing against her legs. Llewelyn had barely noticed the red head bounding up beside him. He was in a deep discussion about flowers and other plants with the old woman. In the midst of all this small blue flowers

caught his eye. They reminded him of something. Their fragrance was so familiar but he couldn’t put his finger on where he smelled it before… It was then he decided to buy them, “Two gold Mizas should suffice for a beauty such as these.” He greatfully placed the money down on her stand and thanked her for a wonderful conversation, "Humans don't usually entertain me this much."
Still mulling over the peculiar flowers the benshira turned to walk away. 'Where have I seen these before? Surely not in Ukalas..' Being too wrapped in thought to notice caused, not to mention one to many swings of ale, him to trip over his cat and right onto the woman petting her. "What--!" If not for his dark skin the older looking mans face would be a bright red. His fall to the ground embarrased him to no end, though at the moment he was more worried about his hair. Realizing he was laying very much on top of the red haired woman he leaped up from his postion and dusted himself off. The alcohol certainly had its ups and downs. "You petching vagabond!What are you doing touching my cat!?"

Location [Syliras Location] The Flower Stand