Tavern - Metztli's Blessing

[Lita 677]

There's been some talk about a tavern, one stationed on Karakatua, the Kharajyr island. Although they don't serve alcohol, the tea is rumored to be quite good, as well as the food. Although the Kharajyr are dangerous creatures, most of their anger is directed towards the Mali'Aheral, the High Elves, for the time being. Surely it couldn't hurt to take a peek and see what these rumors are about?

 

The Kharajyr captaining the boat barely speaks to you on the ride, but luckily, it isn't a long one. Upon arrival to the island, the smells of a rainforest would wash over you, and your sight would be filled with the lush forest itself, and the large structure upon the beach.

 

 

The scents from within were seductive, to say the least. Kharajyr had a way with sugar, managing to incorporate it beautifully into almost any dish, and besides that, there were still many other smells of food coming from it. Upon entering, there were people seated at the tables, some Kharajyr, some humanoids. They seem to be at unease, but they are associating, and no blood has been shed.

 

 

Approaching the counter, a young Kharajyr would smile and greet you, "Sa'vi, haw cawn Ja'Sahra hawlp yu tuday?" she asks. Her eyes are slightly faded, as if partially blind, but the gaze remains on you, her eyes unwavering and slightly sparkling in the light.

 

 

What do you order...?

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[Wretched 2075]

The old Karakatuan sage Natayshi hobbles her way slowly into the tavern, her rough tounge batting lazily against her nose as her ears flick to the direction of cups being placed against a counter. A half-smile spreads over her face as she alters her direction to the familiar Kharajyr behind the bar. Natayshi nods as she's beckoned over, leaning her frail figure onto her staff to support her as she approaches Ja'Sahra, her student.

 

 

"Ja'Sahra... Yu'a finawlee gawt tha tavern awp, hm? Veray wull.... Natayshi weel'a 'ave wun tea weeth... sevawn shugars."

 

Her shakey paw dips into her pouch at her side, withdrawing a small handful of minas to place atop the counter without counting them as her smile grows slightly on one side of her mouth, waiting patiently to be served.

[Elindor 666]

Elindor strolls up with a fishing rod over one shoulder and a wooden staff held in the other hand. He examines the board briefly.

"Sa'vi. A tea with milk and no sugar, if you don't mind."

[Lita 677]

Ja'Sahra smiles broadly at Natayshi, and then Elindor, "Yussa, ryt away." she says, before hurrying down the steps into the kitchen of the tavern. She would quickly throw together two cups of tea, dropping a ton of sugar in one, before heading back up the stairs. She sets the cups in front of the two, "Pryces awr up thawr." she says, pointing at the signs above the counter. She remains standing, her staff propped against the counter where a three-foot long snake lingers in a sunny spot.

[meg 1994]

Rynsuho strolls in, the Tykkan hide slung over her back, connected by string and some of the teeth. She approaches the counter, looking up to Sahra with eager eyes.

 

" Sa'vi Muuna. Rynsuho wawnts water with..."

 

She pauses, as if in extremely deep though, before finishing.

 

"Tawn sugawrs. Mul'ta."

 

She reaches into her pack, pulling out another tooth, setting it on the counter. Her tail twitches eagerly. 

[Elindor 666]

Elindor lets go of his staff, leaving it floating in an upright position, as he pats down his robes for some coins. He flips a pocket inside out and a small stone falls out, which he picks up and returns to the pocket. Eventually Elindor finds a few loose coins and holds his closed hand out for her.

"Thanking you kindly"

[Lita 677]

Sahra smiles down at Ryn, "Sa'vi, cub. Uffa cawrse." she says. She repeats the process of heading down the steps, and it could be openly heard as she poured some water into a cup and then dashed sugar in, the opening and closing of chests not muffled in the slightest. It was intended that she could still hear what was going on in the tavern above her, so the floor did not provide much sound insulation, and she came back up to set the cup on the counter, filled with more sugar than there was water.

"He'yawr yu awr, leetawl une."

 

She watches Elindor's staff with a bit of interest for a moment, before nodding and accepting the payment.

[meg 1994]

Rynsuho smiles, taking the drink and heading to take a seat. She gives Elindor a disapproving glare, baring her teeth slightly as she passes. The floating staff seems to put her on edge. She sits, sipping from her cup, smiling at the copious amounts of sugar in her water.

[Wretched 2075]

Natayshi nods her thanks to Ja'Sahra as she hugs her warm mug of tea close to her chest with her free paw. Fascinated by the floating staff in the air she motions for Elindor to come sit at her table as she places herself down cross-legged in a chair, resting the mug carefully atop the table's surface.

[Elindor 666]

Elindor sips his tea before picking it up so as not to spill it. He looks at his staff and then his full hands. He walks over to Natayshi's table and places the fishing rod on the floor, then stretches out his hand for the staff which comes rushing towards him. Elindor sits and drinks a bit of tea, savouring the flavour. He realises that it is more sugar than tea and places the cup back down onto the table.

"Sa'vi, karin'ayla, throm'ka. How might I great you?"

[Wretched 2075]

Natayshi graps tightly at her staff with one paw, resting its tip into the ground as her pupiless eyes scan the figure from head to toe with an unreadable expression. After hearing his various greetings, she replies with a simple "Sa'vi", bowing her head slightly. Natayshi's eyes are seemingly drawn to the man's staff, her lips purse in curiosity as she opens her maw to speak once more:

 

"Yu'a either are veray talawnted... Or'a yu' 'ave'a veray speciawl staff..."

 

Natayshi chuckles half-heartedly to herself as she lifts her sugary tea to her muzzle, greedily slurping down two long gulps before resting it back in its place, her eyes flicking back to Elindor's features as she moves her paw to drum her sheathed claws softly against the table.

 

"Eef, Natayshi may... Where are'a yu' frawm?"

[Elindor 666]

Elindor looks at his own staff and then back to her. He is unsettled at how unrevealing her eyes are.

"I am from Malinor. I journey this way to battle it out with the fish in these waters."

[Wretched 2075]

"Mawlinawr..."

 

Natayshi allows the word to play upon her lips as she leans back into the chair with her head tilting to the roof. Her rough tounge rolls over her teeth, paw scooping up her mug to gulp down the last of the sugary substance.

 

"Nawt far thun... An' eef yu'a luukin' for'a feesh, Natayshi would'a recawmend feeshin' een tha riva' awf tha islawnd, an' nawt tha sea. There'a beautifawl, juicy feesh thut lurk at tha bottawm awf tha riverbed."

 

Natayshi's eyes stare hungrily into her empty mug at the thought of the fish. She promptly waves her mug through the air, beckoning over to Ja'Sahra by the bar as she catches her attention.

 

"Ja'Sahra, wun more fur'a Natayshi, please. An' dun' gu soft awn tha shugars...."

 

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[Elindor 666]

Elindor ignores his tea.

"Indeed. Last time I was here I wrestled with the largest swordfish I've ever seen in that river."

[Lita 677]

Ja'Sahra hurries down the stairs to fetch a new cup, filling it with another round of tea including the same amount of sugars. She then returned upstairs, setting the cup next to Natayshi and taking the old cup, "Ees awn Sahra thees rawnd." she says, before going back behind the counter, placing the cup with all the dirty dishes.