Private A Good Tea

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Altiria.

Kay had booked passage there from Commenor aftera visit with her son, Caedyn Arenais . After being visited by the Force Spirit of Veiere, he had convinced her to stay with him for a while. Yet there was still the issue of her tea shoppe. She couldn't just abandon it and she wasn't entirely certain if she just wanted to sell it or move it to Commenor like he had suggested.

Regardless she needed to be back on Altiria to take in her stock, supplies and equipment, so that she could get some sort of idea of what she had wanted to do. It would take a bit of time, yet she knew that the answers would come, Force willing.

Kay stepped into her shoppe, just in time for opening for the day, which was fine as she was well rested enough. She proceeded with her usual routine, getting the fires going, lighting the candles, boiling the water in a number of kettles and preparing some of the teas both for single and bulk purchases. Once that was all finished she put on her apron and brought out some of her no-bake goods, like the fudges and bonbons. Then it was a quick visit to the back of the shoppe in the kitchens where she started preparing the baked goods.

An hour later and Kay was back at the front. The Sphaera Tea Shoppe was open for the day, with the scents of a variety of herbs and sweet treats wafting in the air. Such smells tended to be soothing to nearly everyone that happened to come in. It was probably why violence had never come to her shoppe.

Kreslin Westwind

 

[Kreslin Westwind]

Kreslin stood outside the tea shoppe, his head moving slowly as he glanced around the area around the shoppe. He took in all the details that he could out of habit more than anything as he approached the door. He did not wear his armor as he usually did, and he felt almost naked in the simple grey shirt and pants he wore, with minor details of gold lettering and lining being the only decoration. He had a small belt knife at his left hip, and a blaster held up by a brown belt on his right hip.

Approaching the door, Kreslin extended his hand, fresh scars still healing on the top of his outstretched right hand. He had heard about this shoppe from a friend during his travels, a place that could help him deal with pain, both physical and mental. The agony he felt...taken away by a simple drink. He had his doubts, but he had made some promises to come here. Taking a final breath, Kreslin placed his hand on the door, and pushed it open.

The door swung open easily as he stepped into the shoppe, his short cut black hair falling lightly against his head. There were more grey streaks in it he had noted earlier that morning. It was not exactly something he despised, but it was a harsh reminder that time stopped for no man. Glancing around the shoppe, Kreslin walked forward with his hands resting easily at his side. His nose was briefly overwhelmed by the smell of herbs and spices that struck him all at once, and he had to blink a few times to clear his eyes of the reactionary watering.

Shaking his head, he walked towards the counter, not quite making eye contact with the shoppe owner he had spotted during his entrance, though he did drift his eyes to her when he finally began to speak. "Hello...a friend of mine told me about your shoppe, and that I might be able to find what I was looking for here."

NPC Treasury

Spoiler: Kreslin's appearance.

 

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Little bells signalled the arrival of Kreslin Westwind , causing Kay to give him a quick glance while she continued setting the baked goods into their assorted trays. "Be right there."

It was common for people to come in right as she was opening up. Some of her teas were addictive, though not entirely in a bad way.

Once she was finished, she dusted her hands off on her apron and approached the counter, offering Kreslin a small smile in greeting. He looked a little worse for wear, but perhaps he was just up earlier than usual.

"Alright, I'm ready for you now. So what is it that I can help you with?"

 

[Kreslin Westwind]

Kreslin paused for a moment, tilting his head to the side before nodding, mostly to himself. He relaxed his hands down to his sides, forcing them to not drift naturally to the weapons he wore as he glanced around at the shoppe as he got his mind together. "I am seeking something to help deal with pain...both the physical kind, as well as...emotional." The last words Kreslin spoke came out only after a pause as he took a step away from the counter.

He forced a smile to his face as he leaned against the wall near the counter, his eyes briefly drifting across NPC Treasury before looking further into the shop. Something about the shoppe felt...odd to Kreslin, though he could not put his finger on it exactly. His instincts told him to be on guard, thought his body was telling him to relax. The conflicting ideas had him nervous, but he tried to put that off as he spoke again with the shoppe owner.

"If I may ask, you do not have the look or feel of being a native to this world. What brings you here, miss...?"

 

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Kay listened to Kreslin Westwind as he made his request. He was surely troubled and she could see that in not only his demeanor, but in his eyes as well. She could empathise with him greatly. It wasn't too long ago that she was weighted down by her own burdens and grief. But that was more or less lifted now.

"Cassius Tea will do, as well as some Lightside Fudge. Those will serve you better more than the narcotics would. Why don't you have a seat and I'll get them for you."

Her back was turned as he asked about her being here. It was true that she wasn't a native. Though she wasn't quite aware of just how much she stood out. Kay prepped a teaspoon of the Cassius flowers into a mesh pouch and then set it unto a cup, pouring some prepared boiled water into the cup. "Kay...my name is Kay. A lot of things brought me here, and mostly that it was a backwater planet that the superpowers of the Galaxy had no interest in. I needed to be on my own for a while...and out of trouble."

She retrieved a square of fudge from the display case and set it on a small plate. Then she brought both the plate and cup to where Kreslin drifted off to. "It's a good little place to hide, if that's what you need."

Kreslin Westwind