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Known as the Celestial Seat, Nyka is a religious city in Northern Sylira. Ruled by four demigods and traversed by a large crevice, the monk-city is both mystical and dangerous. [Lore]
Sayren giggled when Savio explained to her that he never fought any monks. Just had a bad run in with some. Trying to make a delivery when a Monk caught onto him. Then afterwards found out the monk was the person he was delivering to in the first place. The woman returned and quickly worked at Savio. Tending to the damage the man had sustained from his confrontation with Ximal. Two bruised ribs the woman said. Sayren was going to have to keep those in mind for when she trained with Savio. After all, she didn't to do any lasting damage to her new classmate and comrade.
It was a couple of bells before the woman finally finished her tweaking at Savio. Savio gave her his gratitude and the woman regarded him with a comment to try his best not to return. Sayren helped Savio up and out of the room. It was only when they stepped out of the building when she started hearing whispers about "That girl." Oh by the seven, it's been almost two weeks since that event and Nykans are still talking about it? Do they have nothing better to do?! Then Savio thanked Sayren for her helping him out and she offered him a smile, "Of course, it was no problem. But honestly though. You seem to have some terrible luck Savio."
Savio noticed the embarrassed expression on his new found friend’s face. It had gone red and she avoided looking at the passersby. Savio frowned as he looked around, that was when he saw how many of the Nykans were staring at the young girl and whispering amongst themselves. What had Sayren done to elicit such attentions? Perhaps Savio didn’t want to know.
Savio now had better balance, and no longer needed support. The medicine had worked its magic and the pain was just a dull throb that was easily ignored. The young man smiled at Sayren as they walked over to the horse. “You have no idea.”
The pair of novices made their way back to Ximal’s school after making a quick stop at the Safe Haven so that Savio could gather his belongings and bring them back with him to the school. The sun was starting the set when they returned to the school. They were talking and laughing at each other’s past and jokes. Savio liked the carefree personality of the young Drykas, and had instantly felt a need to watch after her, as though she was like a younger sister.
And so ended Savio’s first day as a student of Ximal’s school.
Lores: Sayren Windancer: A Drykas woman Garel the headache-causing horse Sayren's family How Sayren met Xi
Miscellaneous: Stitches on your forehead!
Comments:
Ahhh headaches. Don't you just love them? Just a short reminder that there are no weeks in Miz. Also, you guys may notice you have VERY similar lores/skills, mostly because you almost... reflected what the other did. Some one answered a question, the other answered the same question, and so on. Please PM me if you have any questions, concerns, or comments!
