The home you've entered is one roomed but fairly spacious. One side is a hexigonal shape, with walls in place of windows. The other half is more usual and rectaglular. The fluffy mattress is not fancy and reminds you o a simple cot. Against the non-windowed walls are crates and boxes, modified so they open outward like a chest's drawers. What catches your eye most is not the beautiful wood bench lined up against the windows for a view of the sea but a large telescope which seems somewhat old and battered, yet is positioned toward the sky. You walk over to it, admiring the design of the thing, even though it looks to more practical then beautiful. You reach out to touch it when a hand intercepts yours. In suprise, you leap back and fall onto the wooden floor.

The woman peers at you intently, her hand now held out to help you up. You politely take it and she pulls you up, and you get a good look at her. She's about average height, with a thin face and chin. Her eyes are amber and almond shaped. Her smile speaks volumes, but not becuase it is happiness, rather a smirk of thought theat makes you wonder what she's thinking about you. You mutter apologies for trying to touch something she obviously didn't want you to be near.

She stands there, looking you over like a cat watches a mouse. Her braided black hair reaches her waist and she wears a light blue, simple dress. "So. My name's Kephra, and welcome to my house. I see you've eamde yourself comfortable already." You feel slightly embarrassed. "Well, I'msoory I had to intervene but you see I've got to keep that in place for a week if I'm to continue obseving the star Tceramos. I think it may be a double star but I haven't the means to create a better telescope to check."

You ask about the telescope. You hadn't seen anything quite like it before. She grins and suddenly she sheems a little more at ease. "That was my grandfather's. He was quite the tinkerer, and he taught me most of what I know about stars. You could say it runs in the family, tinkering and stargazing. You just might be right. Well, I suppose as long as you've come to look around, I might as well just look around. Just ask me before you touch something, okay? I have many fragile instuments around here."

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