Faranmermaidahn

Log Info

• Title: Faranmermaidahn
• Emitter: Cryosanthia
• Characters: Cryosanthia, Sabina, Faranmidahn, Aya, Irshya
• Place: A03: The TarRaCe
• Time: Wednesday, November 04, 2020, 9:24 PM
• Summary: Cryosanthia and Lily are swimming in the Tarrace Bathhouse. Aya joins, and she and Lily continue their little war. Sabina brings drinks, and soon Faranmidahn appears. The Lucht knight is bruised, from jousting. The other knights of her order discovering she has the Reduce Person spell, and wanting the jousting to be 'more fair', so they can all have a try against her. She is encouraged into the water. Options for a 'spa day' are discussed, in the spa, with Cryo seemingly the only one other than Faran interested in jousting. Sabina steps out and Irshya arrives. Faran shows off another spell, transforming into a mermaid which startles the shark-gobbo. Apologies are shared and some history revealed, she was often attacked by mermaids when younger. Assured that seeing one won't unnerve her too much, Faran transforms again and much swimming is to be had.

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A light, warm mist welcomes those entering the grand bathing chamber. Rising from pools warmed by unseen sources of heat, the moisture makes the air somewhat muggy but still comfortable to breathe. The room it fills has been divided into three portions - the dividing walls, like the bathing pools themselves, clad in pale marble that contrasts with the dark granite that bears the weight of it all.

Attendants politely direct people to changing areas and appropriate services, and ensure that no one winds up where they should not. The central pool is open to both sexes, with a strict requirement for bathing attire to be worn. Those located to either side are mirrors of each other, each restricted to one sex and discreetly guarded to preserve patrons' privacy.

Beyond the central pool a pair of massage tables offer another form of politely-supervised relaxation, with cabinets holding an impressive array of aromatic oils for the use of trained members of staff. More prosaically, signs announce the availability of a service to clean clothes while patrons wash themselves, so that they can return to the outer world fresh from head to toe.

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-=-=-=-=-=-=-  Appearing, in Order  -=-=-=-=
Cryosanthia  6'9"     291 Lb     Sith-Makar        Female    A dashingly tall, elegant white-scaled lizard woman.
Sabina       5'4"     130 Lb     Human             Female    Tsuran woman of dark hair and green eyes
Faranmidahn  3'3"     35 Lb      Halfling          Female    Albino Lucht woman in black leather armor with a BIG spider
Aya          4'7"     105 Lb     Shadow Elf        Female    Mul'niessa. Braided hair. Simple clothing.
Irshya       3'0"     35 Lb      Goblin            Female    A small, blue-skinned Goblin in sea-green robes.
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Another, much better day at the Tarrace, and the socializing has moved over to the spa.

Cryosanthia is there, on the women's side of the baths, largely so she can swim in her scales without comment. Her heritage in Am'shere, and further back, makes swimming and clothes strange companions. They're usually a good way to collect mud and water parasites which wouldn't stick to streamlined scales. While wallowing through mud banks aren't a part of the Tarrace's options, she still likes the flow of the current.

Not that she's swimming at the moment. She's hanging on the side of the pool, watching a drink float in a small life-ring nearby. And her foundling.

Lily has a kickboard, large feet for her size, and a tail. She's squealing and slapping a lot of water into the air as she goes back and forth, back and forth, through the pool.

Now that Aya was able to visit the Tarrace dining area with some success (it only took her three or four attempts to celebrate the grand opening), she can now move on to its other amenities. Laundry is ever useful, and far better than doing so herself, but it is the baths that she enters. On foot, even. While she may dislike the glaring sun, she will not, in fact, melt in the heat and humidity. Quite the opposite, as the cooling season makes warmth that much more a luxury.

She isn't terribly surprised to find the scales here, and certainly not that one is in the presence of the other. Aya may well have heard the squealing and splashing from the dining area, as she comments, "Someone seems to be enjoying herself..."

Bina comes in right after Aya with a tray bearing chilled wine and mugs. Mugs rather the n glasses due to glass being all but invisible if it breaks in the pool. The colorfull mugs are much easier to see.

She pauses and then chuckles, hearing Aya's comment. "Lily loves the baths. Water is fun, after all. Are you joining us then?" The Tarenite asks as she moves into the women's side and sets down the tray and starts to disrobe.

"This one is." Cryo replies, "Oh! You mean Lily. Yes, she loves swimming. She is very good at it."

Carnation scales flash by as she reaches the side, kicks and turns and splashes back across.

Cryo rolls so she's supporting herself on both arms. She looks up at Sabina, "More drinks! Thank you. You know what you should have? A mud bath. Where you can just soak. This one hears it is even better for softskin skin. Clean mud, no things in it." Just thinking about it makes her swish her tail back and forth. Stretched out in the water, she resembles a small iceberg.

Faranmidahn finally arrives, stripped to one of her black silk arming dresses, with her broached cloak and other accoutremants... and a somewhat stiff stride. She raises a hand with a, "Hello, everyone!", the lace sheathing her limbs doing little to obscure some dark blotches along her arm.

"I didn't specify," Aya notes, lips curling, "and it seems shared between mother and child." She turns to Sabina and nods. "I had considered it, so here I am." She glances about the periphery for a bench or cupboard for her belongings and step to it to begin removing the same.

"Well good! I'm glad you are." Bina tells Aya and thn turns her smile apon Faran. A smile that slips as she notes Faran's state. "Have you been too hard at practice yet again, Faranmidahn or did something occur?" She asks with concern. The last of her clothing being folded and stacked neatly before moveing to slip into the bath and then pouring a drink. "Come.. hurry and join us so that the baths might ease tense muscles."

They would make quite the bar graph given how they are staggered in height a foot or more apart.

"Faran! Peace on your nest, and your arm. Have you been training hard?" The whitescale notices the dark marks, and rises with concern. She nods, "'Bina is right, the warm water will help."

In the centre of the pool, Lily stops splashing and turns to stare at Aya. She reaches out a tiny pink hand, making a squishing motion, "Ahh-Ahh!"

Cryo meanwhile, keeps stirring water with her tail, her legs stretched out, "There are attendants Aya, who will take everything and clean it for you. It will come back before you're ready to leave the pool."

Faranmidahn blushes brilliantly and her hand worries at her neck as she fiidgets on Sabina's observation, "Ah...heheh... ahhhhmm... friendly jousting in the Order today." Friendly? She shuffles fluffily along, "Some of my fellow knights found out about my shrink spells and thought to... ahh.." She signs airquotes "Make it fair. I was doing alright for myself, too!" She giggles a little, which becomes a wince, then, a little self deprecatingly, "Then Sir Lorwyn blew me right off of Torrent's back on our second pass."

She smiles to her niece at play, then to the others, "A moment to get proper, then? I... could really use the soak." That said, the little Knight stiffly shuffles(stuffles?) off to go change.

Sir Lowryn being the old human woman that's usually outside with the novices and squires, disciplining them.

Sabina mmms.. "You folk of the order sure do like to play rough. But I suppose that's what makes you good in the end. Train train train until you are the best afoot or one hor..er.. spiderback." She dips under the water while still holding her mug above the surface and then come back up with a sigh.

Aya pauses in her unwrapping of her, well, limbwraps to return the finger-squishing gesture. "Good eve, Little Lily." She does not wear much, compared to those in heavy clothing or armor. Her dress is untied and unravelled as it is little more than a large cravat, folded and placed with the wrappings. "So long as they're returned. I'm not so modest that I wouldn't run down a wayward staffmember..."

Now properly attired, she steps into the water, sinking down to sit or float at a comfortable, non-drowning level. "It was polite of them to do so," she notes to the lucht, "though it may have made it more difficult? I would imagine you are more accustomed to combating larger opponents. Smaller does not mean less."

Cryo surges out of the pool with a personal wave of water. She soaks the side stones, crouched, faces Faran and claps her hands together. "They were small too? Oh! That was so much fun! It's settled, you must show me jousting and let me be kobold sized to do it."

Some words draw the pinkscale's attention, that was one of them. She splashes vigorously over, "Peaasss! Faranssss." The little foundling slides on her belly, out of the water and grabs up the lucht in a wet hug.

Cryo looks around, "what do you think 'Bina? Would you want to try jousting? Can you ride? Would you like it Aya?"

Bina rides the wave of water and begins to laugh at the idea. "Watching? Sure. Actually riding adn wielding a lance with any sort of true aim? No. I think I'm much more likely to fall out of the sadle. And if strapped into one I'm sure I'd manage to harm myself in smoe way. Treebranches, my own lance...mmm fellow passers-by." She chuckles again and raises her mug in toast. "I'll leave it to those with skill."

Faranmidahn giggles a little, despite the discomfort in it, "I'm the only one in the Order who rides a Spider, there are plenty of trained ponies, though!" Her stride pauses then, a slight change to the angle of her head as another pony rider, and his brave steed, comes to mind, before Cryo's sudden appearance before her yanks her from the rabbit hole. She blinks wide eyed, then, "Ah, yes! They seemed to like it. And some of my smaller fellows I think, perhaps, enjoyed breaking them in, too." a hand settling on Cryo's cheek, "I'd love too!"

She looks back to Aya on her observation, "A bit, perhaps. I'm used to closing on very different angles, still, it was invigorating!" Wince, "A bit painful, but, nothing a good soak and a few days shouldn't cure?"

Aya rides the wave of Cryo's surge, bobbing with it rather than welcoming a faceful of water. All the better to keep her headshake visible, as well. "I'm not one for riding." A nod to Sabina. "A carriage, possibly. Horses are too ... unwieldy for my tastes, and slow, at times." Don't invigorate yourself too hard or often," she offers advice to Faranmidahn.

Cryo recognizes the thought digression, and strokes the back of Faran's neck with a cold, wet hand. She smiles, "then we shall, soon. The water is much warmer, and we can all race Lily."

Her hand drops to her youngling, rubbing her neck as well. Lily twists around happily, and gnaws briefly in excitement on the whitescale's wrist.

"Wild lances are to be avoided." Cryo agrees with 'Bina, looking over. She grins, "Perhaps you could be the fair maiden, with the favour? Oh! Chariots! We should try those sometimes."

Lily slips free of Faran, and looks eagerly towards Aya.

Faranmidahn goes rigid at the cold wet hand on her neck with a tight, gasped "hyeeee!" Deep breath. She hugs Lily tenderly and leans down to kiss to top of her head, "Hello, sweetie!" in time for the kobold to turn her attention to Aya.

"Fair maiden?" Bina laughs aloud. "Pretty perhaps but maiden is a term I'd not use for myself. Hussy. Brazen strumpet. Silly goose. Perhaps those terms but those aren't as fun to joust about or over I'd imagine. I'm certianly willing to wave a bit of cloth and cheer though."

Aya looks to the pinkscale looking to her. A brow arches. Curiosity? Challenge? The current element likely favors Lily by a wide margin. If ever there was an advantageous time for her to defeat The Aah-Aah, now may be it!

"Yaaaaaaa!" Lily charges! Small feet slapping on the poolside tiles, her dash is ungainly and wild. She hugs around Aya's waist and attempts to push her into the pool.

Cryo chuckles, watching the rush, still grinning at 'Bina, "Well, Handsome Hussy then? Silly Strumpet, all work? Your duties would be to tie a kerchief around one of your chosen."

While she speaks, the icy sith mock-menaces the lucht with her cold hands. She might touch again!

Faranmidahn doesn't seem quite sure what to make of Sabina's appraisals, though the mischief between Aya and Lily brings a bit of a smile back ot her features. The sudden menacing by Cold Hands brings her up short(ha-ha) and she defiantly pokes her tongue out for a moment, "I'm not completely spent yet, missy!" She gently pokes her sister in the belly with a forefinger, "I'll be back." Wink. Then, the Lucht stuffles off go go take care of that (reasonably.... kinda) quick. She's sore, it takes her a minute.

"Yes. I could tie a favor about someone and cheer. This could be done and I'd not have to fear for being called names, hmm?" Bina grins, still making sport of herself. "Now all I can seee before me right now is a great deal of trouble about to happen. Races in the bath. Touch wars. Even bath time splash time. Yes.. I'm thinking I'll have to send for a mop."

Aya seems to prefer unpredictability. she may not be as at home in the water as the scaled, but she doesn't fear it. As Lily lunges, the mul ducks down below the surface of the water. If Lily sought to get her submerged, it is a technical victory... though perhaps also a pyrrhic one as, with nothing to slow her pink pounce, the kobold may well end up in the water as well. Possibly with a notable splash.

>>Splash!<<

It is a belly-flop of tiny proportions. Lily flails into the water around Aya's location, making excited noises, screams and whistles mostly, then she dives under. Shark-like, as she has been taking swimming lessons from Irshya, she pursues her target!

Cryo grins, flicks a quick cantrip with her left hand and uses her ray of frost to freeze a slide to the edge of the pool. She dives forward and glides along, slipping efficiently into the water, then turning to bob and tread a little ways out. "We don't need a mop, we have Faran! Come, both of you, in the water. Sabina you brought the drinks but haven't had yours yet."

The sound of a tiny rasberry comes from the changing area...

Bina rides the waves of slowing water and sighs and then yelps as cold water coming from Cryo's frozen patch reaches her body. "I haven't sipped because I've been busy tring not to go under the water!" She says with laughter. "That and trying not to loose my drink. Heathens! I have bath heathens in my bath." All said with love, of course.

"It could be worse. You could have sharks," Aya notes rather nonchalantly after she surfaces. That she is watching the submerged charging carnation carnivore -must- be coincidental. She appears to concede the inevitable and just awaits the impact... though her midnight flesh looks to darken a shade or three further just before. A pre-claw-tion.

The Mul'niessa may not have scales, but can grow natural armor to tolerate pokey claws.

Eventually, Faran makes her way toward the bathing area with the ladies, clad in the appropriate attire, carrying her sword because she... kinda has to. With so much fluffy hair tousseled about her person, it's hard to tell just how much of a mess she is after training today, but from what little can be gleaned, she must have been getting knocked around quite a bit. The Lucht gently eases herself into the water with a hiss, then a soft groan as her muscles start to unwind nearly at once. After laying the longsword alongside the pool she wonders, "What's a good drink to bathe with?"

Attack! Little claws grab and climb up Aya's legs as Lily strikes. She is not being gentle, but she is also small and weak, so they don't get through hardened mul'niessa skin. The kobold has been practicing on sith'makar younglings though, so she's surprisingly effective.

Not heavy enough to pull Aya under and drown her, but that loving thought was there.

Cryo grins evilly at Sabina, holding her left hand raised, teasing another ice cantrip. She also points at her glass, which is bobbing away with it's own floating platform, "They're hard to lose, they won't go far."

"Something light, without bubbles if you plan on diving. Sweet helps, if you are going to swim a lot." The whitescale suggests.

Bina is ..chased from bath by cold water and to get more drink for Faran.

Aya is passingly familiar with the climbing and clinging nature of younglings; solely by observation, of course. Until now. After being clasped about the waist, she aids Lily with a lifting hand, or two, to bring her to her shoulders. She is hardly Mt. Whitescale, nor does she have horn handholds, but she attempts to aid and accomodate.

Faranmidahn, oblivious to Lily's motivations in her interaction with Aya, seems content to soak where she is at first. She nods some to Cryo's input, and, on Sabina's assurance she is off to fetch 'just the thing', the fluffy Lucht she acknowledges with an almost daydreamy sounding, "Oh-kayyyy... that sounds WUNnnnderfulll.....!"

Lily scales... well she's not Mount Mul'niessa. Mound Mul'niessa. She is hauled out of the water and onto Aya's shoulders in hissy victory. She hugs her head, shaking her clawed fist in the air as if she was planting a flag. "Ahh-Ahhh!"

Then she holds onto her ears.

"Lily," Cryo hisses, looking over, "Be careful. Thosse aren't handles. Don't hurt Aunty Aya."

The whitescale herself slips beneath the water, and with a powerful stroke of her tail glides across to emerge beside Faran. She breaks the surface, water cascading off her horns. "Just relax into it, get a floater if you need one."

A wee blue streak enters the baths, the patter of her feet heard some distance in here. The Gobbo dives right into the bath, and swims to the bottom, circling round down there.

Aya's eyes roll upward to the carnation climber. "Ah, there you are." When her eyes rotate back to Cryosanthia, one corner of her mouth curls. "It's quite alright... and I've encountered a number of rather crass men who would disagree with that statement." Her attention then flits to new colorful submerged swimmer and finaly to the floating Faran. "Are you more comfortable and soothed, now?"

"Why would someone think your ears were ha-ooooooooh...." Faran starts, as the delight of her unknotting muscles finally yielded enough brain for the Lucht to put the insinuations together. Ahem. She blushes, but awkwardly reaches out for Cryo as she swims up to her, "I have you!" she says in that same, relaxed tone, "Though... there is something I kinda wanna try..."

Handles or not, ears are likely preferable to eyes, which is the next place Lily's small hands go, then nose and corner of the mouth. Hand-holds established, she tailwriggles happily and hisses various things. She points out the approaching Irshya with an eager, "Irsssh!"

"Mmhmm! This one will not let you sink? What do you wish to try?" Cryo asks, tilting her head, "Hold my horns while I swim underwater?"

The Gobbo-shark circles the bottom of the pool, a blue shadow. She comes up to just under the surface, eyeing the floating drinks for a moment, before she pops up out of the water, bobbing there. "Hello!", she says cheerfully. She offers the carnation kobold a wave and a toothy grin. "Hello Little Fang!" Irshya slowly floats towards Cryosanthia and Faranmidahn. "How is everyone doing? Enjoying the baths?"

Aya closes her eyes to protect them from teeny claws (which are always the sharpest) and then braces herself as the tail wriggles. It may not be large, but it is all muscle and enough shifting weight that it needs accounted for. Once they're able, her eyes re-open and she looks to the whitescale and lucht. The interplay is ...amusingly familiar. Has Cryosanthia shed one rider for another? If there is any negative connotation to that thought, Aya neither displays nor states such. In fact, her prior half-smile has redistributed into a full, if mild, one. She even appears quite relaxed.

Aya leans back against the wall of the pool, a quiet, uncharacteristically relaxed kobold perch/sitter.

Faranmidahn mmmm's softly, still luxuriating in the warmth soaking into her battered bones. She takes hold of Cryo and pulls herself to her a moment, "Sort of... but I still have a couple of spells left." she says with a wink before Irshya greets them. The Lucht smiles at her and, "Hello, Irshya! Yes, I feel amazing! How are you?"

"Interesting," Cryo cools the water directly around her, and there are whisps of steam wafting up. It's not a significant drop, but is noticeable. She grins at the suggestion of spells.

"Yessss. Peeassss." The carnation-scale calls to Irshya, with more tail-slapping that Aya suffers stoically

"We are enjoying it very much Irshya, relaxing and planning a spa day."

Irshya's ears perk up slightly, and her eyes flick back and forth between the two women, perhaps trying to discern the meaning of the snippets of conversation she's heard. She then giggles at Little Fang, and swims closer to Aya. "Are you enjoying your perch?", she asks of the little pink-scaled girl. She glances back to Faran and Cryo. "I trust that everything is good?" She gestures to the waters around them, an eyebrow rising up at the cooling of the water by Cryo.

Faranmidahn mmm's softly and nods, "Yeah... I had a rough day at the practice yard today, but the warm water feels wonderfulllll...." Sigh. She looks between the two and, "Let's see how this works." She closes her eyes and brings up her right hand, fingers bent into the first of what will be a progression of arcane gestures.

GAME: Faranmidahn casts Alter Self. Caster Level: 8 DC: 16

"Path unset, my form revised." she starts, her fingers flexing in a new sign, "Unlock me, both shape and size." and, with a final gesture, fore and middle fingers touching her brow, the sight of her shimmers amidst hints of shadow and rainbow, leaving behind:

A mermaid of larger scale than her natural, skin mostly egg white, albeit still bruised from her training, though the scales of her lower half are a pale coral, while she blinks sparkling eyes of brilliant ruby. <Halfling>

"What do you think?" she asks with a hopeful smile.

"Yesss." The pink kobold cheers, and launches off Aya's shoulders to bellyflop towards Irshya. She misses, as the gobbo-shark moves off, and ends up swimming after her with wild movements.

Cryo looks back at Irshya, a blink of confusion, "Yes, it's very good."

"Oh my scales!" Cryo's jaw drops as Faran transforms, "That's... that's amazing! You're a mermaid, a proper one, so beautiful. You're going to win every swim race now. That's fantastic Faran!"

The Gobbo giggles at Lily as she splashes down nearby. Her tail goes still long enough for the carnation-scaled Kobold can grasp at it. Then... Irshya swims off, pulling Little Fang along behind her at a modest pace. The sudden appearance of the mermaid in Faran's place has the Gobbo suddenly stop, her eyes wide. She hisses noisily at Faran, slowly moving back. Her ears perk up a bit higher, and she cants her head back and forth. This distraction might allow Lily to get a better grasp of Irshya.

Faranmidahn blushes prettily at the compliment, and she brings a hand daintily to her face, "Thank you...! I... well, I was curious, after hearing over about your friend, I wondered if it would work. I-!"

The hissing from, "Irshya...?" makes her blink, "What's the matter, it's still me or... did...?" She looks down at herself and, in ripples of soot and prism, the halfling suddenly, >bloop<s under the water in her natural form.

Little Fang does grab Irshya's tail, then squeaks as she is pulled under and along, bubbles trailing from her mouth. She shoves her head above the water, then ducks it under again. She is also surprised by Faran's sudden change, and stares. Irshya's distraction does allow her to climb up the goblin and then the little kobold is in place on Irshya's shoulders, and she grabs onto the goblin ears. They're much better handles than elfin ones.

Cryo swims around Faran, examining her from different angles, "You are similar and strangely different." Then Faranmermaidhn bloops under, and the whitescale sith'makar simply watches her move.

The armoured Mul'niessa drifts around in the pool.

Cryo swims around Faran, examining her from different angles, "You are similar and strangely different." Then Faranmermaidhn bloops back into herself and slips under. The whitescale sith'makar is so startled she freezes, "Faran!"

Irshya colours a light lavender, and she lowers down a little in the water. "Irshya is sorry. Mermaids and Irshya have fought before. Irshya has been wounded by them. Irshya has taken great big bites out of a few." She blinks and squeaks as her ears become handles. "I am sorry, I did not mean to cause you upset. I was su..." The Gobbo swims forward. "Hold your breath, Little Fang." The two dip underwater briefly, as Irshya moves to retrieve Faranmidahn, hooking her hands under the Lucht's armpits. She is offered up to Cryo as the three surface.

Faranmidahn probably didn't think this all the way through. She was so worried about giving offense, she didn't consider she might be in the... less shallow end of the bath. Or that she can't, personally, swim. She has about time to realize she stepped on someone else's web, when she feels Irshya's strong arms hook under her and hoist her up, gasping, into her sister's arms.

Pant...pant, "I'm sorry... thank you... ! I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry Irshya, this one didn't know either." Cryosanthia says, taking Faran and wrapping her arms around her. She lies on her back so the lucht can use her as a float, "thank you for moving so quickly."

Little Fang is happy for the ride, and misunderstands the cause. Interpreting Irshya's reaction as play, the whole experience is rather enjoyable for her. Her favourite aunties are playing together. She shakes her head as she comes to the surface again.

"You didn't know, and I didn't know you could do that. Let alone know what a mermaid looks like.", she says to Faran. "It's okay if you want to change again. I am prepared now." Her expression grows thoughtful, and slightly pained as Little Fang tugs on her ears. She snorts and begins to circle around the edge of the bath, moving faster now that Lily is settled upon her shoulders. "Mermaids and sharks do fight.", she says, "And the mermaids know who my mother is. They thought me small and weak. A few bites changed their opinion. Also, they learned that lightning and water are a painful mix."

"I figured out the spell recently." faran replies with a little shrug, straddling her cool float and her hands lift to comb her long wet locks out of her eyes, "I... saw a couple of Crimson Pen covers that... someone owned." Ahem, "I grew up in a desert... I've only seen the sea once, with Sir Seldan, and Sir Silsoupi, and my friend Alaryn, we went under water with a potion and we fought sharks and angry fish men... we tried to talk, but they just came at us. Then we met a giant... he was so HUGE!"

"A giant fish-man under the water?" Cryo swishes her arms from side to side, maintaining her position in the water, head high on a curled neck to listen and watch Faran as she tells her story. "I don't think I've read the mermaid Crimson Pen stories, I'll have to go looking for those. Then what happened?"

Little Fang meanwhile, breaks free of Irshya and paddles around. She climbs up on the sith'makar float, crawling over Cryo's hip to sit in front of Faran and stare at her. "Againsss!"

Irshya listens as Faran speaks, the Gobbo looking away a moment to splash at Lily as the Kobold climbs up onto Cryosanthia. "What is the Crimson Pen?", she wonders when the Lucht is done. "And angry fishmen sounds like merfolk." Her expression grows thoughtful and she nods. "Some of those giants swim around as gigantic fishes. Whales. They make even the floating houses look puny." She snorts at Lily as the Kobold encourages Faran to change back into a mermaid.

Faranmidahn frowns a little and shrugs, "They had fins on their faces.. and fishy tails and...." she looks down, "Teeth... kinda like the shark that was with them." She looks at her hands, then, "And claws! Do mermaids have claws?" She looks to Lily as the kobold sits in front of her, and, with a loving smile, she leans in to give her neice a hug and a kiss, "In a moment, sweetie." she says gently.

Cryo keeps her legs straight and uses her tail as well as her arms to stay positioned. "Are you sure they were fish and not Nar-sektoth? They are related to the people, and often have sharks with them."

Nar-sektoth being the Sith'makar name for the sahuagin.

The pink kobold, for her part, nods and listens quietly.

"Oh.", the Gobbo says, her face growing thoughtful once more. "I can not remember what they are called. They are.. not nice people, in general." Irshya looks to Cryosanthia and nods enthusiastically. "Oh, that is what they are called!" She looks back to Faran. "Yes, they tend to attack first, and only consider talking after."

Faranmidahn blinks, "Maybe that's them?" she replies, giving Lily another squeeze before she hmmm's, "Are you sure you don't mind, Irshya? I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable."

"There are two scale-counsins to the people, one aquatic, the other more brutish. They are of the blood, but do not remember being dragons. This one had hoped to meet some, as well as the lost tribes of the people and introduce them to Am'shere. These plans, well, so many other things have come up." Cryo explains, floating. Her eyes rest on Little Fang, "Three scale-cousins."

Lily watches Faran, eagerly awaiting her unexpected transformation. The little lucht is swiftly becoming her favourite aunt, full of tons of surprises. She is insensitive to other's feelings, eager and childishly demanding her desires be fulfilled, "Againsss."

She hugs Faran's waist.

Irshya nods enthusiastically. "Oh yes, please do. I was just surprised. And besides, you should be able to breath under water. That will make things easier for you, yes?"

She looks to Cryo then, and listens with wide eyes. "Ah, you are all related then?", she wonders. "The different scale folk?"

Faranmidahn nods, then, and, "If you're sure." then, with a little kiss to Lily's head, she answers, "Again." Her hand comes up into her gestures, as the worlds of her mother tongue frame the work of her will over her innate magic, and, suddenly, there is a mermaid perched with folded tail on Cryo's belly. Then, somewhere on the other end of the bathing area comes the sound of someone bumping someone else into the pool before she leans back to slip into the water.

"Yes, they are descended from dragons like us, but have forgotten." The sith'makar explains. It's all the answer she's able before the lucht transforms.

Cryo whrrrps in surprise and sinks as the weight of a full sized mermaid is more than she can easily float. She drops into a swimming position as Little Fang bobs up beside her. She claps, "Hah! You are so beautiful."

"Hasss! Beyoooosss." The splashing kobold echoes beside her.

"Okay, we have to try and catch her. Hold onto my horns Lily." Cryo maneuvers her head so her little one can hang on, and then launches herself after Faranmermaidahn slipping fully under.

Irshya squeaks when Faran slips into the water, the Gobbo-shark ducking under the water to give chase.

Faranmidahn feels the water wash over her aquatic body again and it invigorates her, though as she seems to suddenly be the prize, much as Cryosanthia's troubled other sister, she utters a bubbly, "Eep!" and starts to ripple her tail to get moving! While she's certain there's only so much room to move in even such an expansive pool, there numbers are against her, the colors slightly different to her eyes, and the 'ground' she covers is notably faster than she can cover on land on her own power. Still, it's a game, and she enjoys the chance to play.

Cryo swims well, occasionally with panache and sudden bursts of speed, but she is not naturally aquatic and is slower than Faran's new form. Also, her carnation youngling introduces a lot of drag on her head, which challenges her direction especially when Lily tries to steer.

So, the submerged sith swims, propelled by her tail and attempting tactics to pin Faran against one side of the pool, surging to one side of diving down to cut off escape routes and press her space since she's unable to easily catch up with her.

She also has to surface every time Little Fang complains for air, usually in a long stream of bubbly noises.

The Gobbo's play comes in the form of gentle headbutting, and the occasional light nip at extremities. However, as the larger woman seems to get the upper hand, Irshya instead begins to bump and nip at the icy-scale instead.

Faranmidahn makes several little squeaks and chirps as she's nipped and bumped, using her hands to try and keep her from putting a knot on her head as she makes pains to try and outsmart her pursuers. She trusts in her body, drinking in the sensation of the water flowing along her body, through her hair and her... gills? That's a new sensation, but it helps her keep from having to surface once she realizes what's happening. As she notices Irshya starting to play more with Cryosanthia, she finally surfaces with a toss of her hair and a musical giggle, "This is so much fun! Cryo, you have to try this, sometime!"

The icy sith'makar is nibbled! This is not a thing she is immune to! With her ally now an enemy, Faranmermaidahn has many more escape options, especially as the whitescale tumbles and twitches away from ticklish bumps and nips.

Lily is free to chase on her own, dog-padling eagerly on the surface, sometimes remembering to use her tail, splashing no matter what. She frequently reverses as Faran glides beneath in the depths.

The game is lost! Faran is on the far side, speaking as Cryo fends off Irshya. Laughing, she calls back, "This one succumbs to that siren song. I shall have to try! You are the superior swimmer!"

The game may be done, but the swimming continues.