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Chapter 8

Chapter Seven: Kytria, the First, pt 1
Added Thu Jan 27 12:49:49 2022 at level 3:

Kytria found her way to the Inn of the Eternal Star after hearing the voice of
a bard echoing to the edges of East Sumner's Road. Her voice was reminiscent
of Asteli's, and the prospect of refilling her flask of wine was a welcome
one. When she stepped inside the Inn, Kytria was reminded of home in the form
of a not-home. The once-______ came flooding back into her memory and she dug
her fingertips into the doorframe as a storm giant bouncer looked at her with
concern. A less-than-helpful server swished by and spoke up,

"Lass, if you're going to hurl, do it off the porch, not in here."

Her vision narrowed to the coat rack directly in front of her. Overwhelmed,
Kytria's mind pulled her towards unconsciousness as a surge of pain flared in
her orbital socket. She crumpled to the ground next to the Inn's aging dog,
who yipped and licked her arm.

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When she came to, Kytria found herself in between the bard, a taleteller, and
Olin. The first offered her a glass of wine, while the taleteller opted for a
cup of warm tea. Kytria grabbed the tea, then the wine, and drank a healthy
swig of both as the trio introduced themselves. They were delightful hosts,
reminding her of the feast days when the whole family had helped out at the
Inn. When the questions turned to her, Kytria froze.

She had no answers. In creating a name for herself, she had forgotten to craft
an identity around the name. She pushed away the questions with a mention of
the searing headache, and the taleteller offered up a diagnosis of amnesia.

That would work. Kytria nodded weakly and continued to sip at her tea as she
observed the Inn from a distance, gazing at it from behind a wall inside her
mind. Was she a coward for seeking a place that reminded her of home?
Probably.