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Syka is a new settlement of primarily humans on the east coast of Falyndar opposite of Riverfall on The Suvan Sea. [Syka Codex]

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Postby Anais Seawind on June 29th, 2018, 5:06 am

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I talk. I think. You talk.

14th, Summer
13th bell


Hopping down the final steps to the dock, Anais gave her casinor a quick glance, double-checking that her only real possession was securely moored to the dock before turning to face the simple settlement ahead of her. Syna's heat made the air shimmer in the distance, turning the small collection of buildings into something more fantastical, a bit of dream-landscape-turned-reality. The whimsical thought caught her unawares and her face softened, though no smile curved her lips. Maybe it was fanciful, but Anais hoped that the beauty of this first sight of Syka would bode well for her stay here. A new settlement, primitive conditions, survive or perish...

Survive or perish. At that thought, her lips did curve - downward in an angry sadness. That part is certainly familiar, she thought bitterly. Along with the words came the memory of a faint cry on the wind, the sound persisting for a scant moment before being drowned out by the waves of the Suvan Sea, carrying the child - her child - away.

With an audible gasp, Anais tore her thoughts from the past - now was not the time to lose herself in an old sorrow. Squaring her shoulders, she strode purposefully forward, putting enough energy into the motion that she'd have none left over for wallowing. Blue eyes took in the surroundings eagerly; the dock was not long, but there were few buildings to inspect: most seemed open to the air, and many were elevated. Surely the tide doesn't rise this high, she mused, pausing as she stepped off the wood onto sun-warmed sands, relaxing into the sensation and letting it soothe away some of the tension and nerves she hadn't realized were there.

"Well, don't just stand here looking foolish," she chided in a voice so like her Lia's that it was uncanny. "Time and tide and all that." it was pragmatic wisdom that propelled her forward, feet headed toward the sounds of civilization. As she drew nearer, she saw a small group of people mingling near what looked, and smelled, like an open-air kitchen. As she watched, a man sauntered away from the group and a brief war waged within Anais: stomach against brain. Brain won out, and Anais pointed her feet away from the food and toward the lone man, hoping to intercept him before they'd both gotten too far away from the kitchens.

"Hello!" Hailing the man with one hand, Anais raised her voice to be heard over the distance and the sound of the water lapping at the shore. She hurried her steps along; this close to her goal, she was suddenly in a rush to find someone in charge and see what it would take to join the settlement. The man approaching her was a bit older than she, and carried himself confidently - and didn't seem particularly surprised to be greeting strangers at the dock.

"Hello - you must be new here," the smile he offered was warm and unwavering, despite not receiving one in response. "I'm Randal Zor, one of the settlement's Founders. That your ship?" He nodded in the direction of Laviku's Kiss.

Up close, Anais could see that his smile reached his eyes - he seemed genuinely glad to be the welcoming committee, and she let out a small sigh of relief. He'd said he was a founder, which meant he was probably exactly who she needed to be talking to. She forced the baret hint of a smile and nodded her head, putting all the warmth her face may have lacked into her voice, instead.

"I'm Anais. Seawind," she added, as an afterthought; the pod name wouldn't mean anything in Syka, but it served as a surname, as well. "That's my casinor, Laviku's Kiss. Home for the past 60 days - or so." Not that she'd minded the confines of the ship's cabin, but the solitude had made her Common a bit rustier than usual, and she thought hard about her next words. Fratava hand signs unconsciously combined with the spoken communication as she continued, "I hoped to settle here." Signs for hope, home, family flashed whether Randal recognized them as such or not, and Anais waited, eyebrows slightly raised, for the man's response.

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Postby Anais Seawind on June 29th, 2018, 5:07 am

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Randal studied her for what felt like a bell; though the smile never left his face, Anais could tell he was taking a silent assessment of her, so she began again. "I'm handy with a cutlass. I fish. I'm not afraid of work," her voice trailed off as she realised none of those were particularly unique skills. Not knowing what might be sought after here in Syka, the Svefra cast about for anything else she could offer. "I make candles," the words were accompanied by the handsign for 'barter' and then her own silence. Surely some of those skills could be useful here in this fledgling settlement, and if none were good enough, then she would climb back aboard the Kiss and find somewhere else to settle. If there was a hint of defiant pride in the lift of her chin, or the way she held her eyes on the founder, Anais didn't recognize it as such.

Apparently Randal didn't, either, as his laughter broke the silence, hands lifting as though to ward off further words. "Easy, lass, anyone willing to do their fair share and help the settlement grow is welcome here. You're a candlemaker, eh? As it happens, we have a need for candles," a friendly wink accompanied his words, and Anais felt her shoulders relax a bit as he continued speaking. "New settlers to Syka are eligible for their own land - you have your pick of any 5 acres not currently claimed by someone else, and if you'd like to build on them - well, I'm the man to see about that, too." Randal spread his hands out expansively, regretfully "But I'm afraid there will be a bit of a wait on construction. We've had a lot of call for buildings lately."

Anais' eyes widened a bit - it was that easy? It reminded her of a Svefra community; the pod took care of each other, bartering and trading and working together so that all could benefit. But she knew that most human cities operated on a more financial scale. "I have no money for land or buildings," it was said without shame, matter-of-factly. Svefra didn't put too much importance on having or not having money, and Anais was fortunate enough to have a place to live and a fishing pole - she would eat and have shelter.

But Randal was shaking his head, "The land is yours, in exchange for helping us to settle Syka and build the community. The buildings - well, we can work out a loan for that," his voice was patient, Anais imagined he'd had to explain this often to new arrivals. Just then another man called out to Randal from up the beach, and the Founder raised his hand in acknowledgment. "Why don't you take some time to familiarize yourself with our settlement. This is the core of Syka, and the buildings here are communal - for the whole settlement to use. When you're ready to select your acreage and talk building plans, I'll be happy to help you out. Until then," he gestured back up the dock to the casinor she'd moored there, "you're free to use the dock to come and go as you please. Welcome to Syka, Anais."

With that, Randal gave her a final wave and turned to head up the beach toward the other man. Anais allowed a small smile, genuine and a bit puzzled, to flit across her face. "Thank you, Randal." Though he was no longer facing her, Anais' hands communicated a bit more: Gratitude. Excitement. Hope, again - it seemed to be a theme. With a last look at the man's retreating back, Anais took his advice to explore the settlement - starting with the kitchen area.
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Postby Solstice on July 8th, 2018, 3:31 am

Grades are here!

Anais Seawind

XP Award:
  • +1 Observation
  • +2 Socialization
  • +1 Persuasion

Lore:
  • Randal Zor: Appearance, Personality
  • Syka: New Settlers Can Claim 5 Acres of Land
  • Syka: In Need of Settlers
  • Persuasion: Selling One's Own Skills

Note: As always, let me know if I missed anything. Welcome to Syka Anais! I hope you have fun writing here!
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