Scout's Loft

[Hayapil]

<p><em>"Oh god I'm bored...."</em> Hayapilie thought to herself as she sat atop her stool.  A large window overlooking Kelethin was behind her and as usual an empty shop lay in front of her.  Well almost empty.  There were no customers as usual, yet her employer was here.</p><p>Her emplyer was a wood elf, now hunched over the counter scribbling notes into his journal.  She liked him, though thought him to be a bit obsessed with the Crushbone Orcs, and ever since he joined that guild... The Unforgiving Realm... he had gotten stressed about somthing.</p><p>Roryl noticed she was looking at him and paused his writing as he glanced over and said, "I do not believe I pay you to sit and stare at me..."</p><p>"HA!" Hyapilie laughed and giggled, "There's not much else to do what with no customers.  Sides shouldn't you be out killing those ugly things?"</p><p>"Took out a squadron of them today...." Roryl said as he turned his face back to his book, "Before most of Kelethin was out of bed."</p><p>Hayapilie's thoughts wandered as she turned to face out the window, <em>"He's certainly too stressed to be any fun right now.  Orcs... the guild... whatever it may be... he needs to RELAX!  And where are all the customers?" </em>She crossed her arms and pursed her lips as she watched someone run across a suspension bridge below, <em>"People always running around, never stop to look at how beautiful Kelethin is...."</em> She let her eyes wander up the trunk of one of the massive trees and into the canopy overhead filled with glowing willowwisps and large faeflies.  <em>"Kelethin... my home... all my life and I've never been outside of Kelethin... but who needs to?  Such a pretty place, I can't think of anywhere else I'd rather be.  Though Roryl needs to relax..." </em>She turned to look at him again as her thoughts returned to his current change in demeanor, hoping it wasn't permanent.</p><p>Roryl was still etching notes in his book, though looked to be in deep thought at the moment.  He was tapping the feather of his quill upon his hooded head and starring down at the open pages with a knit brow, "Why don't you go make some fizzlepop?"</p><p>Hayapilie titled her head to the side quickly and dropped her jaw at the near growl in the tone of his voice, yet rather than turn a sour mood into a bitter one, she hopped up and fluttered over the counter then headed downstairs and out of the loft......</p>

[Hayapil]

<p>((Open role play.. if you know what to do, you know how to proceed))</p>

[Hayapil]

<p>"WHAT?!?" Hayapilie exclaimed dropping her bag of roots and cabbages on the floor, "We're moving?!?!"</p><p>Indeed after a long day of harvesting, Hayapilie came back to the shop to see that Roryl was packing everything into crates and another elf she had never seen before was hauling them out the door.</p><p>"More affordable rent." Roryl explained simply, yet he sounded tense.</p><p>"What are we moving in to?" Hayapilie asked suspiciously, they were already in a large four room acorn loft, she hoped he was not going any less than the three room up the way.</p><p>"The Silver Leaf." Roryl said as he packed a few things away into a crate.</p><p>"The Silver Leaf?" Hayapilie dropped her jaw.  <em>"A two room..."</em> she thought with a grimace, <em>"he's probly going to put me downstairs... with no window to look out of all day WITH NO CUSTOMERS!"</em></p><p><em>Roryl was about to pick up her mysterious vase when she lunged forwards and grabbed him by the cuff of the pant leg.  He paused and looked down to see Hayapilie throwing an immense fit.</em></p><p>"NO NO NO NO," She kicked her legs and hammered his shin with her fist, "I don't want to go to a two room!  No, please, let's stay here!  Or a three room!  Anything!  Not a two room!"</p>

[Hayapil]

<p>Hayapilie frowned when she arrived at the new place, the shop was nearly set up and she was severely dissappointed, "There's no window down here..." she stammered with a pout.</p><p>"I considered putting it upstairs." Roryl said as he hung a tapestry, "but then people would be walking through my chambers."</p><p>"Why didn't you just let us stay at the old place?" Hayapilie frowned as she found her stool and set it behind the counter.</p><p>"It was too expensive." Roryl replied.</p><p>"How could it have been too expensive?" Hayapilie argued fevrently, "We've been selling good to the broker."</p><p>"It just wasn't enough." Roryl said with a shrug.</p>

[Hayapil]

<p>Hayapilie pinched her brow, "Not enough?  You hardly pay me as it is!  And when are you going to get that stove you keep promising me?"</p><p>"I'm working on it." Roryl said earnestly.</p><p>"With all the money you've been harboring you aught to have it." Hayapilie mumbled as she fluttered up atop her stool and took a seat to watch Roryl finish unpacking.</p>

[Hayapil]

<p>"They do not just hand out workstations." Roryl added as he started up the ramp to the second floor.</p><p>Hayapilie stuck her tongue out to his back and then sulked down onto her stool and pouted.  <em>"Well I'm not going to sit around here with no customers...."</em></p><p>She hopped off her chair and glided over the counter towardfs the door.</p>