| Astra, Synizn, and Fred appear with a silent flash of light outside
a small seaside villa. Fred smiles as he inhales the salty fragrence. Astra
raises an eyebrow and Fred smiles a bit before replying.
"It's the sea, my love," Fred explains. "I was raised and bred on a
boat, sometimes it seems like. The D'Honaires always had something for
the sea and it will be sweat to feel the rolling of the deck again."
"Being a land lubber myself, dear," Astra quips. "I just hope I don't
spend most of my time riding by rail! Still.....the children seem to be
enjoying this."
Indeed, the babies are giggling and cooing as she speaks. Apparently,
the surroundings of the children agree with them!
The three grownups and the seven infants travel to the outskirts of
the villa, and Synizn pauses to look around. He seems to be weighing options,
smiles, and then heads towards a modest looking inn by the side of the
road. The sign on the establishment names it: "The Fuzzy Naval Inn."
The afternoon crowd's chatter stops dead as the adventurers walk into
the smokey interior. From the dress of them, the newcomers are well to
do. However, attention seems to be split between the small fox tailed (and
eared) child and the busty redhead that has entered into this realm.
"Barkeep!" Synizn calls out in his high, young seeming voice. "I'm looking
for someone!"
"Would it be ye mommy fox, little kit?" mugs the bald man. This draws
laughter from all present. Synizn smiles, and then makes a small gesture
with his hand. The laughing barkeep yelps as he finds the rough floor suddenly
slick as oiled glass. He spills the drink he was handling on himself and
is swearing when he feels himself suddenly sliding AROUND the bar and in
front of the demi-fox. Eye-level, the barkeep sees that the smile of the
mage is a tad cold.....and his hands are glowing a disturbing shade of
blue.
"I'm looking for Sigin," the demi-fox says quietly. "He owns this place
the last I heard. Tell him that an old....friend of the Circle is calling
him for aid. It involves a shipping route he knows of. He'll understand."
The room is againg deadly quite as the pale barkeep finds that he can
now stand without problem. He practically falls overhimself as he rushs
back to a door in the back. Seconds latter, a large handsome looking man
of indeterminate years comes out.
A questioning look crosses Astra's and Fred's face, and a slight nod
from the demi-fox puts them at ease. The former dragon smiles as his friend
and oath brohter of his old Dragon circle comes up and greets his unexpected
guests.......
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 "Synizn?" the inn's owner
blinks. "Is that you? You've.....changed since the last time we saw each
other. How?.......No, tell me when we get into my office. And your friends
can come along if you can vouch for them."
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