A Kyss and a Cye|Haven | Ilyamen

[Devon]

Cye stops in front of the gates of Ilyamen and takes a deep breath. Turning to face Kyss he grinned from ear to ear. "Well we made it Kyss. What do you want to do first?"

[Kender Bard]

Kyss looked around, eyes wide. She'd stripped down to her outfit, coat packed away, and she still looked a little flushed. Looking at Cye in awe, she goes, "It's so hot here. How can everyone stand the heat?"

[Devon]

Cye blinks at Kyss as he takes his coat off as well and packs it away. "Oh of course it'd be really hot here. You're used to being in Khelek all the time. This isn't so bad for Ilyamen, it is hotted in Naurorod I think." Cye smiles and steps forward to take her hand. "Don't worry, you'll be fine here."

[Kender Bard]

Kyss takes his hand firmly, moving closer to him, seeking protection in his knowledge of the place. "Have you ever been here before?" she asked, getting on tiptoe to catch the faint scent of fresh baked bread.

[Devon]

Cye nods and replies, "Once. It was really fun here too." Glancing at Kyss' expression he catches the same scent she was smelling. "Would you like to go and check that out? We can head to the bakery and then get a room...or two at an inn."

[Kender Bard]

Kyss felt the fire of her blush creeping up her neck and cheeks. She didn't address the issue of the rooms yet; it could come later. "Everything smells different," she said. "It's overwhelming. I'm used to the smell of hearth fire, and snow, and ice, and... Well you know." She smiled sheepishly. "I feel like the entire world is pouring over me, all at once. It's wonderful, but hard to take in." She slipped her hand in his, letting herself be grounded by the now-familiar sensation of his palm against her own. "I'd love to go everywhere. But yes, some bread sounds heavenly right now."

[Devon]

"Well take your time," Cye replied. "You'll get used to being in a new place over time Kyss." Cye nods and heads in the direction of the bakery. "It really smells good, I hope our noses don't betray our mouthes."

[Kender Bard]

"It usually doesn't," Kyss giggled. She gave a startled gasp as she felt a tug on her skirt. Looking down, she saw an old, dirty, thin man, sitting on the street next to a building. He held out his hand imploringly to the couple.

[Devon]

Cye glanced at Kyss and shrugged. Turning to face the old beggar he smiled and reached into his pouch to hand him a few coins. "There you go sir. Have a nice day." Starting to walk with Kyss again he tried to pick up the conversation where they left off. "I hope they don't. Have you ever had bad bread? It's really disgusting."

[Kender Bard]

"I don't believe I've ever had 'bad bread' unless you mean burnt," Kyss remarked. She sensed, more than anything, someone behind them and glanced over her shoulder. Frowning, she whispered to Cye, "He's following us."

And indeed the beggar had gotten up and shuffled after the pair with a toothless grin on his face.

[Devon]

Cye took a look over his shoulder to take a look at the beggar. "Wow he really is following us," Cye replied to Kyss. Pulling Kyss a little closer to him, he turned and questioned the beggar, "Um sir, is there anything you want with us?"

[Kender Bard]

"I just wanted to thank you," the beggar said. Kyss smiled, thinking that was all, and started to move away again, but the beggar continued on. "You see, when I was a lad, not much older than you two, people wouldn't give a second look to a poor man, down on his luck. Times have changed, some for the better and some for the worse."

[Devon]

Cye nods his head to the man. "Its so true isn't it. Times sure have changed, you're welcome by the way." Cye smiled at Kyss, glad that they were helpful to someone else. "Now let's go see about that bread." Giving her hand a playful squeeze he started to walk on.

[Kender Bard]

The man trailed behind them as he walked. "Yep, they sure have. I used to be a merchant tycoon in my day. Yep. I sold salts and silks from Ronduin. Those were the days. Then between the wars, the monsters, and brigands, I lost everything I had. Well the drink didn't help either."

[Devon]

Cye nods to the old man slowly, "Oh I agree the drink probably didn't help much either. You should probably stay away from them for a while. It was nice speaking with you, but we have to go. Right Kyss?" Cye turned to Kyss with an apologetic smile and mouthed, "I'm sorry."