Soft Mornings. (Szeras & Ardere PRIVATE)

Sleepy. . . She could only convene her feelings as such since for the rest of that day she had been prepping the guilds food menu for the last two days. “Why must I do this . . .” She hated having to cook for so many people as she could never tell if they liked it and for each perceived dislike of her food brought a sting to her across the face and a kick to the stomach. Yet even so with all this going on she still powered through it as even in her priestess position she was known as one of the strongest there (And regrettably the best cook there too.) So as she finished she made her usual simple stew in a small bowl and walked back to her “Room” the library.

As she reached the place of rest she could see a small force of minor guild members running away with their hands over their mouths as she walked back to her spot. To her surprise she noticed that her bowls of unfinished food had reacted to the time she slept with it all being covered in a rather tall layer of mould. As she knew that complaints had been put on her before she cleaned it best she could but the scent still hung yet the ability to care was not one she had over that as she slumped down into her pile of pillows and blankets she had “Acquired” from other rooms.

Before she slept she pulled out a book she had been reading currently on the different gods as she memorized it all to mind as she had a photographic memory for such things. With a quick bit of time she had fallen asleep her body open to the air and with a quick amount of dreams was back at the convent once more the rain pouring and her old outfit on.

“Please let me in. . .I ran from a guild and need a place to stay. . .”

She remembered this well the point where she had run from Black Rose and came to the seas with no jewels to her name and a need for a place to stay. Yet to her fear only a church was left and an oddly shaped one at that. As the priest opened the door to her she was given a room to stay in. Soon the scene shifted to a few months later she had already taken a bit of time to get used to her new role. They had seen her prowess with magic and taught her the ways of their priestess the channelers of the Primal Sea gods will. She was sitting at a table in the library reading like usual when the head priest approached and handed her a letter telling her to head to the guild known as Infinity Hydra.

“But why?! I would rather stay here!”

She had finally made a makeshift nest of the place and would rather not have left it and yet she could not refuse the words of the head priest and with a bit of prep was on her way. Soon back in the real world she was softly awoken by the sounds of someone attempting to talk to her someone she recognized but was too drowsy to even see as she groaned and covered herself in “Her” blankets trying to ignore them.

The man to her chagrin was not leaving even after she had covered herself and said something about cleaning. . . With a quick kick and dig she had gone to the bottom of her pile and stuck her head out large bags under her eyes from she exhaustion.

“L-Look. . .A-Ardere. . . I sleep in the library cause I prefer to have mass access to books for my reading pleasure plus a room is more stuffy than in here.”

As if by some unholy force she rose from the pile as if it were water and sighed stretching her back and body so that her swimsuit grew tight around her curves and the like as she looked back at Ardere.

“I would greatly appreciate it if you looked around too I have removed the cause of the smell most normal people find distasteful and have also begun my reading on the second half of the library.”

What most did not realise is that she had already read through around half the library's selection having read some of the books already and memorized those she did not as she lay back down in her pile and covered her eyes as they began to sting from a growing headache.

“Might I ask what you are doing here? I know around ninety percent of this guild does not normally read as they are either training or doing jobs so far I have observed the one known as Tyriel, You and a lady I rarely see coming here most often.”

With a look back at Ardere she would get up and sigh smelling her own clothes and nodding as they in her opinion smelt fine whereas to others they would smell strongly of salt water. As she walked by him she would walk into the section on religions and put back her book as she pulled another on a different pantheon this time greek related themes and sit down skipping through pages at inhuman speeds as she memorized pages with ease her mind processing it all quickly. As she looked up she noted that the man known as Ardere had not left yet as she softly set down her book and sighed.

“Is there something you require? I prefer if. . . Y-You would leave me alone. . .I-I would rather it. . . S-S-So that I can read in peace. . .”

In reality she just found it odd that anyone hung around her for the most part as back at the convent she was ostracized for being so odd in her mannerisms and tendency to be a little odd when asking for information with almost pure fanaticism and yet her this man stood unfazed and freaky in all ways to her as the last place she had that happen she called home. . . and she left that behind her.

“W-Why are you still hanging around?!”