Of course, the surrounding cities and towns weren’t happy with them being in the area. Talia had learned not to care too much, as it wasn’t personal. They were human and humans disliked everything strange. Humans were a strange people like that. They were very socially driven and they appeared to share this hateful mindset not because it was true but because they didn’t want to be outcast amongst their own. It was a trait she both admired and hated in them; their ability to convince themselves other races were vile merely because they belonged to that race. Talia knew that many a Siren had sung sailors to their demise, but that didn’t make all of them horrible and it wasn’t as if Humans were innocent. The fact Sirens weren’t innocent at least made her understand why the humans didn’t like her race. She could also understand understand why they were wary of the vampires. Where the halflings were concerned though, Talia was still at a loss. Halflings were friendly creatures, that loved making friends and telling stories. She considered hearing a story from one of them a pleasure.
Talia mused as she walked the streets on her way to the cafe. She wanted to check on everything for tonight. Not to mention, breakfast. The woman trusted everybody involved in the planning, but it was always good to double check. Better safe than sorry, in the end. The town’s anniversary was always quite an event. Everybody had been invited to join the evening festivities. Good food, good liquor, friends and family. Of course, it was more ceremonial than anything. While she herself had settled there nearly seventy years ago, it hadn’t been a town back then. It hadn’t been a specific date that it had turned into a town. It had been a process. In some ways it was still ongoing. However, somebody picked this arbitrary date just so they had something to go on.
The Siren made her rounds before going to her own dress-shop - The Seamstress Song, where Layla was hopefully finishing up the clothes still to be finished. Talia arrived with Layla working on various orders. On account of the sun, the vampiress had fled to the back of the building.
Layla looked a little surprised when Talia walked in.
“It's that time already? Crap.”
“Yeah, want to crash here? The sun’s been up for a few hours now.”
“I’ll have too, the sun is up." Layla shook her head with a soft chuckle. "Most of the tailoring work is done though. There’s a few fittings today, a little work left. Want me to stay and help?”
The two went through everything that had been done, and still had to be done, the appointments of the day. With tonight's events coming up, there were sure to be few emergencies and walk-ins as well. There always where.
As it was, it didn't take long before the first person arrived to the shop.