<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/Characters/1f0d2db3-6dd9-478d-a58f-4f647d6cfa20_zpsbd413ba6.jpg)   </div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Nys Vedatti</span><br/>Elven Transmuter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=178832.msg8519219#msg8519219)<br/>Location: The Blue Mouse Cafe<br/>Tagging: Chi, Alice, Torryx<br/><hr/>Nys greeted the centaur warmly, then led the group over to the cafe.  The Blue Mouse - an allusion to a local fairy tale, in which such a magical rodent saves the lives of three foolish yet noble monks lost in the desert - made good business on customers just such as they, providing weary travelers entering the gate with their first look of ease and plenty after hard days on the road, or a place for folk to wait for a new arrival.  It was respectable, clean, and most importantly reasonably priced.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">   (http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/Characters/668d1d6d-d35c-40b3-89c2-0ce5b36cfc81_zpsaa28a0b5.jpg)</div>Nys tied his horse near a trough of clear water, looking over the harness and affirming another hour of wear wouldn't hurt, then settled his fellows by moving two tables together.  This provided seating to spare and opened a large space for the centaur.  The raven Olivia alighted on the back of a chair - just as the work was finished, Nys noted sourly - and made a disapproving squawk at Chi as she fluttered her wings.  A second hop to the seat, and she landed from her third on heeled leather boots, a dramatically horrified look on her lovely human face.  "Chi!  Do you even know where that's<em>been</em>?  It could have fleas!"  She rounded on Nys.  "Master, how could you give her fleas?"<br/><br/>Nys rolled his eyes.  "It doesn't have fleas, you damned bird, you just want her naked again.  Go find us some drinks.  You may have one bowl of berries."  He held up a finger.  "<em>One</em>."  Olivia glowered at him for a moment, but was obviously caught out and unable to think of a valid denial.  Instead, she grunted and stomped her heel once, then walked into the building to fetch a server.<br/><br/>He turned to Alice with a wry expression, a look of exasperated fondness.  "Do you know, all the other wizards have quiet familiars.  I once traveled with a man and his stoat, who was so mild mannered we lost the beast for two days before someone noticed.  ...Although I suppose the doppelganger would have been much more obvious if we had, and that would have saved my favorite hat, which is a long story.  Anyhow, we were discussing you - speculative violence, yes?  I'll keep an eye out; always caravan work to be had here, and there was some maddened gnome a few weeks back building a giant clockwork golem to crush the city, who drove up the price of brass quite a bit. There may still be a slavering apprentice or something left to clear out."  He looked apologetic, clearly wishing there were some necromantic army battering at the gates to offer up.