The Reclamation of Zahvroma (Inactive)

Game Master Signore di Fortuna

"Yes I did. Speaking of whom, I agreed to help her with an errand tomorrow that's going to take her, myself, and the other Summoners out of town. I agreed to that before all of this," Gesturing around the Cafe, "happened, and I was going to tell you tonight. I also informed her that this should probably be the last time I have anything to do with Summoner business, as I am no longer one. But with current events, that may not be possible."

Yulia finishes with her mopping as well. "Yes, that will be fine, Miss Gashka. Thank you for the help."

After getting everything situated, she locks up the cafe and goes home with Drago. "Just do what you need to do and what your heart tells you to. If they come by again, I'll make sure to give them a different sort of welcome."

Ylrhea smiles as Celia approaches. "It looks like you had a good time."

She nods, "Have a good night you two, and congratulations."

Leaving the cafe she heads to Barclays place and knocks on the door.

Barclay opens the door. "I have good news for you."

She looks surprised, "Really? Already?"

Barclay nods. "There's an empty house right across the street from where you're staying. It should be enough room for your family."

She smiles, "That's great! Thank you so much Barclay."

"Anything else I can do for you?"

"Anyway, on to more happy thoughts. What are your feelings on a spring wedding?" Drago asked on their way home.

Yulia smiles. "That sounds perfect. Any idea who your best man would be?"

"Not for now I don't think. Things are a lot more different here than they were back home. Maybe I can talk about it sometime, but right now I shouldc probably see how my folks are making out with Derika. Are we going to need to get the house furnished and stuff?"

That question gave him pause. Who would that be? He didn't have a lot of male friends he suddenly realized.

"That is an excellent question. Almost all of my friends are women. But then again, I don't seem to recall a rule specifically stating that role had to be filled by a man. Hmmmm, this may take some extra consideration."

"Sadly, yes," Barclay says. "I have too many irons in the fire to be able to provide furniture for them."

Yulia chuckles. "I guess so. However, you cannot have Arista. I would like her as my maid of honor."

Giving Yulia a mock salute, "Yes Ma'am. In all likelihood though, I'll probably ask either Cyna or Sādhanā, they've known me the longest."

Yulia gives Drago a playful slap on the arm. "Don't give me that 'Yes, ma'am' nonsense."

She nods, "That's alright. Maybe I'll just see what they want to do. It's a little late in the day to start furnishing a house and we'd have to go grocery shopping and shopping for housewares...maybe I'll see if they want to stay at the common house tonight, and then they get what they need tomorrow." She says, thinking aloud.

Ylrhea smiles as Celia approaches. "It looks like you had a good time."

Celia grins. "No matter how old I get they always take any opportunity to feed me. Not that I have any reason to complain. It was really good to see them." she says happily.

Giving Yulia a mock salute, "Yes Ma'am. In all likelihood though, I'll probably ask either Cyna or Sādhanā, they've known me the longest."

There is only one way to settle this. THUNDERDOME!

"I am glad everyone has enjoyed this trip," Magestreia says. "I will take a break from coming back here for a while."

Ylrhea laughs. "Maybe you need to find a partner before we come back."

"Maybe you should just get them some bedrolls," Barclay suggests. "They might prefer the privacy of their own place. I can't speak for them. Anyhow, good night."

He closes the door and Gashka can hear his footsteps as he leaves.

Drago couldn't help but smirk, "As you wish my Sweet."

She nods and heads towards the large shop that they went to before.

"I could use a cup of tea," Yulia says, sauntering into the kitchen. "Would you like something, love?"

Magestreia sighs. "Can we go now?"

Sadhana chuckles. "Yes, we can go now. Too much of a good thing Magestria?" she teases, leading the way out to the spot where they'd initially appeared

Closing her eyes to once again refocus, she draws the teleportation spell to mind again, she envisions her and Ylrhea's living room, reaching across the distance in her mind to instantly transport them there.

"I am not used to such overt attention," Magestreia says as they return to Valwick. "It made me a little uncomfortable once I could no longer ignore it."

Taking a seat on the couch, "Some water please, I'm a little parched after everything."

After Yulia went into the kitchen, his sword piped up, "Well that was interesting."

Drago jumped at the sudden break of silence, "What was?"

"That whole bit in the other place, especially that other woman with the small blades that came from nowhere. You should get her a gift for saving your hide."

The Dhampir looked at the sword curiously, "First off, you are hardly in a position to give me advice. Second, a gesture like that by someone you don't even know can come across as a little creepy. And thirdly.........why am I even discussing this with you?"

"Hey, don't get defensive with me, I was merely making a suggestion."

"And not the best of one I might add."

The sword went silent. Drago got the feeling it was pouting.

Yulia comes back with a tankard of water for Drago. "Talking to your sword again?"

Ylrhea nods. "I'm sorry it was like that."

"I won't hold that against the Anizari though, since it seemed to be instinctual," Magestreia says. "I'll be going now."

"We'll walk with you," Ylrhea says quickly. "We need to get Mirrin some equipment."

"Yeah, it seems to think I should get that young woman named Anyka some sort of gift for helping with those drugged minions. And I was saying that may come off as a little creepy."

"Maybe I should give her the gift," Yulia says. "You can pick it out. That way both you and the sword win."

Drago was surprised, that's an option he didn't consider.

The sword let out a low 'told you so' chuckle.

Bit of a smug bastard.

"We should get something for Eldan too," Yulia adds. "Do you know what he'd like?"

To be human again probably. Drago thought.

"Not entirely sure. It may have to wait until I get back from my trip with Toni. We'll figure it together."

"Sounds like a plan," Yulia says before the kettle whistles. "I better go make my tea."

"Yes it's an inherent drive....probably amplified by the exoticness of being someone new, an Anizari not part of their usual collective. I'm sorry that it made you uncomfortable though." Sadhana says apologetically as they leave to go find Mirrin.

"Sisters from the outside are rare, add to that the time of year and....consider it a ripple when someone new makes a splash in a pond. Things will calm down." Celia adds.

"I would hope so," Magestreia says. "I find Allira to be an interesting person and would like to learn more from her."

"Allira is something else alright," Ylrhea agrees.

Mirrin sits outside of the Common House, enjoying a bit of silence.

Magestreia waves to everyone as she heads inside the Common House. "You know where to find me if you need me."

"Have a good evening Magestreia, and thank you for coming along today." Sādhanā says as the Anizari-dragon departs.

"Hello Mirrin, how are you?"

"I'm fine," Mirrin replies. "Just taking some time to enjoy the serenity of this place."

"It definitely can be peaceful here." Sādhanā answers with a smile. "Ready to go see to getting you some gear?"

Mirrin nods. "A rapier, some armor and some provisions will do."