[Nyxia]

The days had passed slowly since her visit to the village out on the edge of the Vast Plains, though Shiria found she had a lot on her mind since then as well. Now with a house guest to boot, it seemed Shiria was distracted more than usual. Leaning on the counter of the little shop in what had once been the house's living room, Shiria's mind when back to that night. "They will possess something of great value, it will bring the healer to them." A shiver passed down her spine again, as she so clearly remembered the tone in which the old woman had spoken. It was like the whole room had dropped several degrees around her, and Shiria fought the urge to rub her arms to warm them.

There was a single patron in the shop this close to evening, a man she recognized from the city. Though she now eyed everyone she dealt with under a suspicious eye, unsure if they were what or who they claimed anymore. She offered him a weak smile when the man turned a questioning eye to her, a small glass jar in his hand. "I do hope you're staying a while this time, Miss Shalev." He set down the jar, and pulled out the proper amount of keystones. "My wife has suffered terribly in your absence. Her headaches are worse than last summer." Having paid her, when Shiria only nodded her head and smiled, he turned from the small counter and headed back out the door.

Breathing out slowly, Shiria followed after him. At the door she turned the lock, and flipped around the closed sign. She all but refused to go out on house calls, or admit patrons after evening anymore. Shaken by the very thought that something dark could, or would, be after her shook Shiria to her very core. Heading back towards the stairs that lead to the upstairs level, where three bedrooms and a comfortable living room. She was still no closer to knowing what they might be after, whatever it was that would force her to help them.

[Moofius]

The traveling had slowed his progress in terms of healing, but he had managed to get in contact with the vaults with what information they had. He had been told to stay with the human for now, to watch her as she watches him, and wait for now. The issue were with his betters and so he could only wait.

For Tabri'gadriel the wait was no so excruciating in terms of his own future. The wait was excruciating because he could not do anything while he healed. So basic stretches and walking was all he was allowed in terms of physical exertion.

That and he was meant to be out of sight when he could not hide his wing from view, and with the strain on his magic to heal himself, he could not keep himself hidden. Which meant remaining indoors, away from the shop.

He tried to bring Shiria tea, or relieve her of her duties when he could, but his abilities were limited in that. He knew when the shop would close though, and he always met her at the stairs.
“You need not be so tense... I can sense when darkness is near,” usually, being able to sense within the building strained him but it was worth it, “I would tell you if I sensed something of ill intent, Shiria...”

[Nyxia]

Shiria breathed out with more force than she'd meant to, looking at Tabri with a tired smile. "I know you would...I just..." She didn't finish the thought, instead let herself be lead into the sitting area. "I don't know what this dark thing might look like, or who would want to hurt me." Unlike him, Shiria had lived a relatively normal life in the world of mortals. Sure a couple of times she'd suspected someone was more than mortal, and yes a few odd things had happened over the years. That did very little to prepare her for this, to know she was not going to be able to escape something terrible.

It didn't help that her nightmares had gotten worse since returning, to the point which she had taken to sleeping on the one couch with the light on. She hadn't told him what she saw in those fits of terror when she closed her eyes, nor had she explained the sense that came with them. She felt watched for minutes after the dream, as if something was there in the room with her. "It just isn't easy to keep life normal, when someone turns your world upside down like this." She laughed some, a real laugh. "I mean in two days I found out Seraph, Chaos, and magic were honestly real things. Its...a lot to think about." She settled down then, relaxing back against the chair she'd sat in.

At the same moment Shiria sat back, the doorbell of the shop rang out. Shiria nearly shot out of the chair, startled and a bit wild eyed. Most everyone knew she was no longer dealing with things once the closed sign was turned, nor was she expecting anyone to visit. Glancing to Tabri, she offered a nervous smile. "Expecting anyone?" Would Seraph ring the doorbell anyway, or would they just float through a wall? She wasn't completely sure now, considering how little she knew. Still she waited for a moment, letting him tell her if it was dangerous or not. Down stairs however, this visitor had other ideas. Banging on the heavy wooden door echoed up to them, along with a muffled female voice. "Addia?" Shiria couldn't imagine what her sister would be doing, showing up out of the blue this way.