#syrista

If I Think They Are: Ugly || Plain || Alright || Cute || Freaking Adorable || Pretty || Beautiful || Hot || Stunning

It’s no secret he likes elves and finds them beautiful so naturally he’d think she is pretty.

If I Would Go On A Date With Them: Not even if we were the last two one earth || No || Maybe || Eh….Sure || Yes || WILL YOU MARRY ME

He doesn’t really go on dates per sey, like if she asked to hang out he wouldn’t say no unless he was busy and would ask to reschedule. But he doesn’t really go on straight up dates.

If I Trust Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || With My Life

He doesn’t know her so he won’t trust her right off the bat.

If I Care About Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || Deeply

Again doesn’t really know her so he doesn’t really care for her, not that he wishes ill on her though.

If I Would Sleep With Them: Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW!

She’s attractive and an elf, if the situation presented itself he wouldn’t turn it down.

My Comfort Level With Your Muse: Keep a Distance ||Okay You Can Stand There, But Don’t Touch Me || Let’s Get Coffee and Talk || Let’s Cuddle || I Can Change In Front of You || Let’s Take a Bath Together

I don’t like this option because it sounds very rude but I would say as of now his comfort level would be, “she is a stranger, I don’t know her, so I will be cautious around her.”

If I See You As: A Stranger || An Acquaintance || A Friend || A Close Friend || My Best Friend || A Crush || The Love of My Life

She is a total stranger and he has no idea who she is.

It wasn't a hard thing to do. Draining, but not hard. For most, Syri would have refused. There was something about Bryam that she couldn't refuse. The tears in his big, green puppy-dog eyes melted her heart for just long enough for her to want to help. Wanting to help was a new feeling for her, especially when she was getting nothing in return.

Bryam was a weakness for her. She had a thing for worgen and it had been a while since she had performed a seance. This was relatively simple. He had his fathers gun, she had the chalk, candle and ritual words. It went completely without issue and the hulking brown worgen got the closure he needed from the father he accidentally killed a few years prior during his transition.

Something inside her actually felt.. Good? There was no usual melancholy, nothing making her want to ask for a favor. Did she genuinely enjoy helping Bryam? Is it possible the non-commital witch was finally having feelings beyond her own selfish gains?

*It seems Syrista has slipped a photo in Dardillien's pocket when he was engaged by the crystal ball...*

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Walking along the streets of Stormwind, heading back to his apartment after having finished with his psychic reading, Dardillien had a lot to think about. Syrista had revealed much and he wasn't sure what to think of it all. As he walked he placed his hands in his pockets only to find something that wasn't there before, pulling it out of his pocket he surprised to see a photo of the Ren'dorei woman he had just become acquainted with.

His eyes went wide looking over the photo and Syrista's blatant cleavage.. no doubt she was beautiful. Did she slip this into his pocket? The thought went through his head. Should he turn around and return it to her? He wasn't sure but decided it better to just wait and return it to her the next time they saw each other. The better question though was when she found time to slip it into his pocket..

Caythaes opens their mouth to reply, getting as far as an inhale before they pause, closing their mouth into a pout as they squint off at the sky.

“Well. I- I was going to say that- that I don’t really HAVE prized possessions, but. I’m- I’m not going to lie; I would- I would probably be devastated if- if anything happened to my plushie collection. Especially my- my GIANT black wolf plush! It’s- it’s nearly the size of my bed, longways, and.”