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(Don't ask how a wyvern can do this. .....Just don't crowd the door too much.)

It could be called a 'house'. Maybe. A large house built of mud,twigs,and various other whatnots scattered about in some fashion. It was well built and stood clearly, but rather unnerving. It was supposed to look like castle, but alas this home wasn't quite a home. But it was decorated in some sense of Halloween fashion. Stones carved into headstones were in the yard, with glowing blue fire lighting the path to the 'castle' of some sort. The gateway was just cardboard, but looked very convincing. The 'moat' wasn't deep, but still went around the home.

Yet what was peculiar was the creature that resided here for only this particular time. Only pink eyes stared out from the gateway, and a forked tongue flicked out from the darkess. The sign over the door welcomed trick'r'treaters. Whoever it was waited patiently from the room inside, numerous bowls full of candied goods for humans and non-humans alike. And non-candy stuff for those who couldn't eat candy. Who lived here? They certainly wasn't human, anyway. A chirp faintly could be heard from the house occasionally in tune of some Halloween theme.

But alas, they waited. Watching for anyone to come by.

Flickering orange light pierced the darkness in front of the hut, as a brashly dressed woman with hair of fire came sauntering up to the door.

She didn't knock. Instead, she called out "knock knock!" in the clear voice of an orator.

''Chirp!'' Came a rather odd reply as the dark fake door vanished. Within stood a humanoid figure, but quite obviously far from human with wyvern features. Considering they had..Chirped. Yet they held a bowl in one hand, the wing membranes folded underneath as to not hinder their ability to give stuff out. Their pink eyes took awhile to gain focus before they finally saw the woman. Once their eyes adjusted, they regained composure to speak.

''Chirp?'' They finally replied, bowl held carefully now with aid of the membrane of the wing spread slightly under it to keep it from falling to the floor.

Savalia's red eyebrows raised as the door vanished to reveal a half-wyvern, but this is not the most disturbing or unusual thing she'd seen on her adventures.

She recovered quickly, replying "Chirp indeed," with a cheeky wink. She maintained eye contact to an almost unsettling degree, waggling her eyebrows as she reached out for a fistful of candy.

The half-wyvern allowed her to take however much candy she needed, well aware they had plenty of more bowls of such. Probably more than what was needed, but enough to last for awhile. Though the eyebrow waggle gave them a bit of uneasiness at the same time. They hadn't seen anyone like her before, but didn't mind seeing new faces. Then again, everyone was new to them.

They just made sure the bowl didn't slip from their leathery wings as she grabbed a fistful of candy from the bowl. The bowl was easily reached, even if it meant one had to be careful of the issue that they were still watched closely by the half-wyvern whose tounge still flicked out occasionally like a snakes.

When she gets away with getting an entire fistful of candy, Savalia leans against the doorframe in a pose of casual loitering. When she deposits the candy into her pumpkin-shaped trick or treat bucket, she sticks her hand all the way in, only opening her fingers when they are almost touching the bottom so that the candy makes very little sound as it settles into the container.

"Do you get a lot of trick or treaters out here?" she asked, keeping her eyes on Korilana's face as her hand went back for another helping of candy.

Kori watched the bowl carefully like a hawk to a nest. The gaze remained an uneasy one by chance when the bowl would precariously lean over, the candy within it moving to the closest edge. The edge closest to their wing tip holding the bowl in place. Kori also watched Savalia cautiously, glancing at her as well.

''Chhirrrnot chrrealy.'' They replied, a chirp or two mixed in with the response. The forked tounge certainly didn't help. ''Chhost don't chirrind chis place. Chey chhaander off without much chare.'' The added, shrugging. The hut wasn't exactly the most welcoming spot to see.

"You've got quite a lot of candy for a place that no one can find." She pushes herself off the doorframe and stretches, the pumpkin bucket swinging in her hand.

''Chust chaant to be chure that chould chhaanynone come by cheres ceenough cchhirandy to make their visit chhhirrthwhile.'' Kori replied, adjusting their standing and now holding the bowl in their other hand. ''Cheven chif I don't see many, chi chove to see chhirew chaces!'' Came a cheerful chirp filled reply, a grin coming from toothed filled human mouth. ''Chi chaven't seen you charound before, though...'' They added.

Savalia strikes a pose almost as if she is about to flourish a cape and taunt a bull in the ring, snapping her fingers. "Ah, but that's because I'm a wandering adventurer and merchant extraordinaire! I can't stay in one place too long. Speaking of which -- I should skedaddle! But I'll tell anyone I meet that you've laid out the welcome mat, yeah?"

''Chirrres!'' The half-wyern chirped happily with a childish tone. ''Chiirrave chun with your chadventurres and cheep chafe.'' They added with a soft but slightly unnerving toothed grin. ''Chaybe chomeday we'll chee cheechother again. Chor not. Choo knows. Charewell!'' Was also added in as they waved with their free hand.

Savalia tosses her head, and her fire-hair whips and crackles around her face. "Cheers, friend!"

With a wave of her hand, she goes sauntering back down the path.

The half-wyvern watches her until she's out of sight before the door once more appears to hide them from view. They restock the bowl they had with candy, carefully using their winged hands to fill it back to the brim. Each time they moved, they'd glance out from the room to see if anyone else was to be seen before retreating back to the bowl.

They then return to their hiding spot behind the fake door, the blue flames still illuminating a path to the peculiar mud hut of sorts. Watching silently...Waiting once more for some visitors.

A stranger started to walk to the make-shift house..or hut. He was dressed as an Krieg'er. His gas mask hiding his face, and his jet black trench coat, he didnt say anything, just smiled under his gas mask

Once he arrived at the front of the hut, the door there vanishes quickly and the half-wyvern responded to the silence. ''Chirp?'' It remarked, looking at the stranger and holding a bowl of candy within reaching distance.

He took a single piece of candy, and smiled he started to turn around and walk away, saying goodbye in sign language

Kori nodded silently, waving with their free hand as he left. Once they were sure he was gone, the door re-appears once more as they take a step back. They remain there as the blue fire lighting the path away from the hut goes out briefly. They chirp in annoyance and leave the hut.

Once outside, Kori breathes out a small blue ember from their mouth. The ember ignites in the air as a strange blue flame that falls onto the faded flames. The path then lights back up as the half-wyvern quickly retreats back into the hut and watches for more visitors.