Kaya
Kaaya (a.k.a. Kaya)
Oberia's sister.
It is a lovely day in town and you are out and about. You find yourself near the docks when you spot a woman staring right at you. As your eyes meet hers she waves at you Myrdryn smiles and waves back, walking towards her. "Have we met?" She politely shakes your hand, her skin is soft but ever so cold, "we have not, I am Kaya, you are an associate of..." she chews on the word a bit "Oberia, correct?" Myrdryn thinks for a moment. "Hmmmm.... Oberia.... perhaps. I may recall crossing paths with a person of that name. Why are you looking for.... Oberia was it?" Her face lights up a bit, "ah of course, I'm her uhm" she puts a finger to her chin, considering for a moment. "I'm her master. That's the word for people that manage cats, yes? Why don't we get a cup of coffee or tea, I can explain more" "Sure." Myrdryn follows her into the dock side.... *sigh* .... Starboards.... The two of you find a delightful patio seat, and she even pays for your stuff! As you sit down she explains, "see, young ...Oberia was always a bit of a troublemaker in our homeland, so in a heated moment after one of her pranks I kind of"
she sighs "kicked her out. You know? One of your kids makes a mess and you send her out bit while you clean up"
she takes a sip, "well, we still have to pick up some more so I want to make sure shes not gotten in trouble when i wasnt looking"
she sets her cup down, her gaze seemingly piercing straight to your soul
"Is that so? Well you're clearly not her mother. So what exactly is your relationship?"
"Hmm." She takes another sssip. "I said master but that doesn't sound right now that I say it again. I suppose I could say that I'm like her much older and wiser sister. In either case it sounds like she hasn't caused much damage to your guild if you're helping keep her secrets, that is good."
"Well." Myrdryn sips his coffee. "Let's just say she is a valued and important member of the guild. I myself have had the pleasure of entrusting my life to her, and I'm not inclined to lose her anytime soon." He adjusts his posture to a more casual slouch. "Master is such a interesting word to use. It almost has a slave tone to it. This wouldnt be anything... nefarious, as such?"
She waves her hand, "ah, nothing of the sort, it's been a while since I spoke common so I mixed up my words. Please, pay it no mind. No no, she is my lovely if not prickly junior." She perks up a bit, "it is also good that she has a trusted friend, her work back home is always so lonely, it made some of the others worried she wouldn't fit in while in her little timeout. Tell me, is she a big help?"
"She is a dependable and strong compatriot. Weve had some quite difficult missions and shes been important to our success. Have you been searching for her long?"
"only a couple days, she's a bit of a tough cat to track down but I like to think I know her well. "
she takes another drink, "Of course, I doubt I'll actually find her on my holiday, I'm sure she's just as fond of hanging around your big base as she is hanging around the manor, which is why I just wanted to make sure she wasn't getting in trouble, say, when you see her next, give her this"
She pulls a small journal out of her bag and jots down a note, passing it on to you, "Otsava ol etha cil al unm sia antic, am ee sem't hwool eep so veil ca hwim co sep to. El'm pe fliackea su co, caem hwim cum, soonm scen oo sa cop"
"I can do that. Truth be told, I'm currently unaware of her whereabouts. She took off after leaving a note saying the cops were after her. By cops I assume she means you. She asked that we not answer your questions, however you already seem well informed and so far have only inquired as to her well being. I feel rather comfortable saying, shes fine, and seems content." Myrdryn sips his coffee again before following up with. "I will say. If you do have any ill intentions and all this was a ruse, attempting to capture her or return her against her will, would be quite foolish. On the other hand if you are who you say you are, I'm sure she'll contact you herself in time."
her brow furrows slightly at the word cop but immediately her expression returns to normal, "aah yes, she does call me that sometimes. Worry not, I'm not a member of any town guard, nor am I here to arrest her, even if some of the things she does would be considered crimes in this land. She just, shall we say, holds little for some of the rituals that we must follow in her and my's line of work." She sets her cup down. "I am glad that she has found a good place to hole up while she's kicked out, if only we all had friends so willing"
"And what line of work are you in, if you dont mind me asking?" Myrdryn asks.
She leans forward, ever so slightly, "we are in the business of, ah"
she pauses a moment, choosing her words carefully,"we are in the business of death, you know, embalming bodies, making sure their journey through death is done *properly*. That kind of thing."
her face softens a bit, "The one you know as Oberia's job is to bring the bodies in from all around the homeland, sow the seeds of rebirth where they fell, that sort of thing. It makes her quite good at running about on her own for your guild's exploration missions, no?"
Myrdryn cocks an eyebrow. "You're undertakers? That's interesting. While Oberia keeps to herself largely, when on mission we typically stay close together. Safety in numbers and all. The wild's here are..... well. Let's just say we're incredibly fortunate that as a guild we've only had one casualty."
She takes another sip, "Indeed, I toured the land a bit before I realized it would be far too large for me to comb on my own, it reminds me of home in a way, especially that forest. Is it true that there are necromancers that work only with the large apex predators? My guide had warned me about it when I elected to do some solo hiking."
"Its quite true. I have had personal experience with a T-rex who's bodily fluids created zombies with their excretion. It sounds farfetched but I assure you, they are not to be trifled with. Imagine an undead carnivorous dinosaur who would eat you as a snack on the best of days as it is, bringing it's own means of creating an army of similarly carnivorous undead beings. Truly horrific."
Her eyebrows raise, "fascinating! I'll have to tell my sister about that once I get home. Shes ever so entertained by things that break the cycle of life and death like that. Well! I shan't keep you much longer. I thank you for letting me know dearest ......Oberia is doing well." She excuses herself after buying you a small cake for your trouble
It is a lovely day in town and you are out and about. You find yourself near the docks when you spot a woman staring right at you. As your eyes meet hers she waves at you Myrdryn smiles and waves back, walking towards her. "Have we met?" She politely shakes your hand, her skin is soft but ever so cold, "we have not, I am Kaya, you are an associate of..." she chews on the word a bit "Oberia, correct?" Myrdryn thinks for a moment. "Hmmmm.... Oberia.... perhaps. I may recall crossing paths with a person of that name. Why are you looking for.... Oberia was it?" Her face lights up a bit, "ah of course, I'm her uhm" she puts a finger to her chin, considering for a moment. "I'm her master. That's the word for people that manage cats, yes? Why don't we get a cup of coffee or tea, I can explain more" "Sure." Myrdryn follows her into the dock side.... *sigh* .... Starboards.... The two of you find a delightful patio seat, and she even pays for your stuff! As you sit down she explains, "see, young ...Oberia was always a bit of a troublemaker in our homeland, so in a heated moment after one of her pranks I kind of"
she sighs "kicked her out. You know? One of your kids makes a mess and you send her out bit while you clean up"
she takes a sip, "well, we still have to pick up some more so I want to make sure shes not gotten in trouble when i wasnt looking"
she sets her cup down, her gaze seemingly piercing straight to your soul
"Is that so? Well you're clearly not her mother. So what exactly is your relationship?"
"Hmm." She takes another sssip. "I said master but that doesn't sound right now that I say it again. I suppose I could say that I'm like her much older and wiser sister. In either case it sounds like she hasn't caused much damage to your guild if you're helping keep her secrets, that is good."
"Well." Myrdryn sips his coffee. "Let's just say she is a valued and important member of the guild. I myself have had the pleasure of entrusting my life to her, and I'm not inclined to lose her anytime soon." He adjusts his posture to a more casual slouch. "Master is such a interesting word to use. It almost has a slave tone to it. This wouldnt be anything... nefarious, as such?"
She waves her hand, "ah, nothing of the sort, it's been a while since I spoke common so I mixed up my words. Please, pay it no mind. No no, she is my lovely if not prickly junior." She perks up a bit, "it is also good that she has a trusted friend, her work back home is always so lonely, it made some of the others worried she wouldn't fit in while in her little timeout. Tell me, is she a big help?"
"She is a dependable and strong compatriot. Weve had some quite difficult missions and shes been important to our success. Have you been searching for her long?"
"only a couple days, she's a bit of a tough cat to track down but I like to think I know her well. "
she takes another drink, "Of course, I doubt I'll actually find her on my holiday, I'm sure she's just as fond of hanging around your big base as she is hanging around the manor, which is why I just wanted to make sure she wasn't getting in trouble, say, when you see her next, give her this"
She pulls a small journal out of her bag and jots down a note, passing it on to you, "Otsava ol etha cil al unm sia antic, am ee sem't hwool eep so veil ca hwim co sep to. El'm pe fliackea su co, caem hwim cum, soonm scen oo sa cop"
"I can do that. Truth be told, I'm currently unaware of her whereabouts. She took off after leaving a note saying the cops were after her. By cops I assume she means you. She asked that we not answer your questions, however you already seem well informed and so far have only inquired as to her well being. I feel rather comfortable saying, shes fine, and seems content." Myrdryn sips his coffee again before following up with. "I will say. If you do have any ill intentions and all this was a ruse, attempting to capture her or return her against her will, would be quite foolish. On the other hand if you are who you say you are, I'm sure she'll contact you herself in time."
her brow furrows slightly at the word cop but immediately her expression returns to normal, "aah yes, she does call me that sometimes. Worry not, I'm not a member of any town guard, nor am I here to arrest her, even if some of the things she does would be considered crimes in this land. She just, shall we say, holds little for some of the rituals that we must follow in her and my's line of work." She sets her cup down. "I am glad that she has found a good place to hole up while she's kicked out, if only we all had friends so willing"
"And what line of work are you in, if you dont mind me asking?" Myrdryn asks.
She leans forward, ever so slightly, "we are in the business of, ah"
she pauses a moment, choosing her words carefully,"we are in the business of death, you know, embalming bodies, making sure their journey through death is done *properly*. That kind of thing."
her face softens a bit, "The one you know as Oberia's job is to bring the bodies in from all around the homeland, sow the seeds of rebirth where they fell, that sort of thing. It makes her quite good at running about on her own for your guild's exploration missions, no?"
Myrdryn cocks an eyebrow. "You're undertakers? That's interesting. While Oberia keeps to herself largely, when on mission we typically stay close together. Safety in numbers and all. The wild's here are..... well. Let's just say we're incredibly fortunate that as a guild we've only had one casualty."
She takes another sip, "Indeed, I toured the land a bit before I realized it would be far too large for me to comb on my own, it reminds me of home in a way, especially that forest. Is it true that there are necromancers that work only with the large apex predators? My guide had warned me about it when I elected to do some solo hiking."
"Its quite true. I have had personal experience with a T-rex who's bodily fluids created zombies with their excretion. It sounds farfetched but I assure you, they are not to be trifled with. Imagine an undead carnivorous dinosaur who would eat you as a snack on the best of days as it is, bringing it's own means of creating an army of similarly carnivorous undead beings. Truly horrific."
Her eyebrows raise, "fascinating! I'll have to tell my sister about that once I get home. Shes ever so entertained by things that break the cycle of life and death like that. Well! I shan't keep you much longer. I thank you for letting me know dearest ......Oberia is doing well." She excuses herself after buying you a small cake for your trouble
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