#isanya

(A bit I’ve been thinking about writing for awhile for Isanya)

Kailynn hurried down the cathedral steps, it’d taken longer to finish her duties than she originally thought it would. Now the human priestess was late, she’d planned on meeting some friends at the Pig & Whistle in the dwarven district. She didn’t know what they saw in that establishment, it was so dirty and she swore you could see the air. The Blue Recluse would have been a much better choice in her opinion!

Without warning she suddenly collided with a human male both getting knocked back, “Oh I’m so sorry! I should have been watching where I was going!” She stated in a hurry not wanting to offend the man.

He just smiled shaking his head, “Don’t worry about it, no harm done.”

“Again I’m just really sorry! Enjoy your evening sir, light be with you!” She stated before hurrying along.

As the priestess departed the man chuckled lightly as he deposited her coin purse in a satchel, “Oh it certainly has been my lady.” He mused under his breath. He began to stride away with a stupid grin on his face.

“Well, hello there!” A soft feminine voice tinged with excitement remarked. The man turned to see a tall white haired elven woman looking him over. His own once over became a stare as his eyes focused in on the cleavage she was sporting.

“Hello to you to,” He replied with a grin, “What brings an elfy around this area.”

“I was going to ask you the same thing, you don’t look like a paladin, though you do have the physique for one!”

His grin widened, “As a matter of fact I am.”

“Oh?” Isanya tilted her head even as she stepped up closer, very aware that the man’s eyes had hardly moved from her hefty chest. She set her hands on his shoulder looking down at him. Though she immediately had to restrain herself from kneeing the man when she felt his grubby hands cope a feel of her breasts.

“Yeah, full trained paladin that saves all the helpless women folk from bad people.”

“Well that is just fascinating, I would love to get to know you better, but sadly I have a prior engagement. Though, perhaps I’ll see you again?” She replied while slowly dropping her hands from his shoulders and brushing past him, “Oh sorry, clumsy me.”

“Ah…yeah don’t worry bout it.” The man was still grinning even as he coped a feel of her butt as she went by.

Isanya kept walking even as one line went through her head, “Can’t kill him Isa that’d be murder. Even if it’d be justified.”

The man chuckled to himself as he started walking off, having a feeling this was going to be a good night indeed. His eyes widened as he stopped suddenly his satchel feeling less heavy, hand diving in, searching around. Teeth clenching as he realized not only was the woman’s coin purse gone but so was the rest of his own money.

“I’ll kill that little wench!” He stated whirling around only to find the woman was gone entirely. He thought back trying to recall what she looked like, and realizing he really shouldn’t have spent so much time staring at her huge breasts. White hair…she had white hair, right? He growled in frustration.

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Meanwhile at the Pig & Whistle Kailynn was slumped over at the table with her friends bemoaning her own misfortune. Her friends were having the time of her life and here she was unable to pay for any drinks of her own. She didn’t even have the coin for water, she didn’t know what had happened to her coin purse though she was certain it’d been stolen.

“Who ordered the special?” The voice of an elven waitress rang out, carrying a tray with a covered lid, white hair pulled back in a ponytail. She stopped besides Kailynn, “Oh, yes you ordered the special didn’t you?”

Kailynn glanced up shaking her head sadly, “Oh..no I didn’t…I…don’t have the coin for food.” She stated with a sigh.

“Don’t worry hun, it’s on the house…though I’d open it quickly before it gets cold” The waitress stated setting down the covered tray before she turned and left.

Kailynn blinked a moment before reaching over and removing the lid off the tray. She gasped loudly upon seeing her old coin purse sitting in the middle still filled with coins. She quickly turned, “Oh light thank y-…” She paused seeing no trace of the waitress. Her smile returned quickly as she took her coin purse back raising her hand.

“Bartender! I think I want to have some dwarven stout!” She shouted jingling her coin purse.

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Isanya smirked lightly as she walked through the dwarven district, idly rolling several gold coins across her fingers, back and forth.

Oh my God, you have no  idea how much this message excited me. Isanya is my #2 OTP, right behind Romitri.

I’ll let you in on a little secret…they were never  supposed to ship together. Ever. When Indie Isaac first appeared, Indie Sera was eyeing him, so his mun and I worked up a fabulous backstory for the two of them and planned on shipping them together. We never even considered shipping Isaac and Anya together because 1) Anya was in a ship with Indie Warren and completely happy, and 2) we both thought an Ivashkov x Belikova pairing was too predictable and 3) we don’t  multiship.

Only… something happened that neither of us planned on.  When Isaac and Anya met in chat… something clicked. At first it seemed fine—she attacked him for something he did and he pinned her and they argued. But the second time… things somehow… shifted. We were in a group chat/plotting session, and all the Indie Next Gen kids were going to the Lake with Ember. And… despite the fact they both were supposed to be in love with other people… they started flirting.

Ember tried to stop it, Hell, so did Letty (dontcallmepyro) and Eli (thenewdragomirprincess), trying to cock block, reminding Anya of Warren, but nothing helped and nothing could stop them.And we really, really tried—but they fought us every step of the way.

Within a day or so Anya had worked out a history between them in her head, and there was no changing her mind. We had to make an entirely separate verse for them to be together, and I honestly think if we hadn’t, I would have lost Anya forever. She would have mourned herself to death, wanting to be with Isaac, because they had fallen completely, hopelessly in love.

I think Anya enjoys being a group second generation muse so much because she doesn’t have to feel guilty about loving Isaac since Warren is her Uncle and with Sera. She’s free to be with the man she loves and have her happily ever after, and she refuses to let anyone take that away from her.

So thank you for appreciating our bbs. It means more to me than you could ever know.