You have found my parents and tribe gray cloaks? Where where?
I HAD been trying to find that Snipe gray cloak! FOR DAYS EVEN. But I just… Can’t… Find it. I might as well give up finding the Snipe.
"Ah, VicZar, so good of you to drop by," said Vanem to his unexpected visitor. "It has been a rather long time since we have seen each other. I was just making some tea. Would you care for a cup?"
Vanem paused at the question. “Breeding, you say?”
At first Vanem was confused. What kind of breeding did she mean? Animal husbandry, perhaps? Considering that she simply hunted wild game for her food, he did not see where she would need such information.
It was not until he got a better look at her did he put two and two together and understood exactly what “breeding” she was talking about.
"Ah, I see. I assume congratulations are in order," Vanem said. "I am not sure I have anything other than historical data. Having never fathered a child myself, it is not something about which I have gathered much information."
He paused a moment.
"Of course that depends on what part of the, ah, process that concerns you."
Certainly, he realized, the “how to” part had already been covered …
Slowly she sipped her cup cautiously, trying to avoid having her tongue scalded, before speaking again to her host. “…Yeah. He noticed the bump when I was with him and yeah, I told him. He was kind of excited actually”. She took a few more sips before speaking again. “Mmmmm I don’t get what’s to get so excited about, I mean… Sure a baby… A baby…” a growl began to come up from her throat. “Why is he excited? I don’t think it’s exciting at all! There’s me dragging this lump around, which pretty much made me slower at running to my prey. WHY, if Odaeus hadn’t come along, I would’ve starved! I’m not exactly happy about it! STARVATION.” she snarled, unconsciously baring her fangs as her growls grew louder. “IN FACT, WHERE was he in those early months when I needed help?! HE WAS LOST, IN THE DESERT. THE DESERT. RIDICULOUS. I couldn’t hunt, the nausea I faced in the morning, the cravings, the weird feelings I get, the worries, the anxiety, the depression. YOU KNOW WHAT, I WISH WE’VE NEVER MET ACTUALLY. I WAS BETTER OFF WITHOUT HIM!”. Before realizing it, she was already standing up from her chair and towering menacingly over Vanem.
She paused and dilated her pupils, realizing what she had done, before sitting back into her chair and sipping from her cup, feeling rather ashamed and embarrassed. The long awkward silence that came after her outburst stood between them, before finally speaking again in a softer voice. “I’m sorry, I… I don’t know what happened. I… Uh…” she stuttered “V-v-v-Vanem, I know that this is a rare commodity but, would you happen to have some fish around?”.
Vanem was not one known to panic, thus when VicZar’s words and gestures became increasingly hostile, he did not cringe or attempt to flee. He kept telling himself this was a friend who needed to vent her frustrations.
Nevertheless, she could be formidable given the chance, and certainly she was far stronger than he and could inflict great harm if she so chose. Thus he was a bit nervous at first, though it manifested only as his cup freezing midway to his lips when she towered over him.
He relaxed when she sat back down, whatever momentary fear he had felt now turning to concern. “No apologies are necessary,” he said in a soft voice. “From what I have read, carrying a child to term can be emotionally difficult for a first-time mother, especially if the child was unexpected. It is only natural you would feel some resentment over how this event has affected you.”
He considered for a moment. “Yes, fish is a bit rare in these parts. Whatever I have will be dried so as to keep longer. I would be happy to check my food stores. If I do not have any, would some other form of meat suffice? Again, it would be dried, and I know you prefer your food, ah, somewhat fresher than that.”
She simply slumped on her chair, making her body appear smaller as she nodded “Yes please”. She started slipping her tongue in and out of her mouth, licking her sharp canines as she heard Vanem say “Fresher than that”, which obviously meant fresh bloody meat.
She slipped deeper and deeper into her loose clothes (which is 2 sizes too big for her), like a turtle hiding its head back into it’s shell.
*Sniff sniff sniff* Halloooooo odd-smelling friend or food thing. I have never snuffed you before.
Tribe? I haven’t been in or in my tribe for at least a year now. I do belong in one, problem is, I can’t remember who they were or what happened. Where do you come from dancing odd-smelling friend food?
*The sudden approach sends her tumbling backwards into the sand out of surprise!* A-ah! Hey, careful!
*As to how she smells, it’s most like exceptionally old, musty stonework and tapestry. She blinks and looks up, before slowly returning to her feet, glancing around before focusing on you.*
Not a tribal? Hrrm. My m-mistake, then. I am…ah…I am from the old cities. Around the base of the Mountain. B-been mostly lingering there to scavenge. Thought I saw…cloth out this way, been coming to g-gather it. N-need it.
The curious red wayfarer snuffed and snuffed at this peculiar new wayfarer she had never seen before. The smell of old cloth reminded her very much of her bed, and who doesn’t like their bed? She couldn’t help but be sort of attracted to this one.
”More cloth? I guess you DO like cloth. You smell like cloth too, LOT’S OF CLOTH! I AM from a tribe, but just not sure which one or where they went off to. Clooooth… Cloooth…” she mumbled. She then raised her scarf, which slowly swung as a heavy golden orb in the end of the scarf swayed. “How about this one? Orrrrrrr” she paused yet again, pulling at the end of her hood “This one? This one is cloth” and tugged at the end of her long robe “This?”.
Who the heck is Erh Kila? Is that some sort of new deer?
((Mod note: I’m planning to delete Hariol’s blog sooner or later though, since he’s been inactive for so long))
"I traded one of my ham legs for this new product this guy had called Akreelick paint. It’s not as light as my watery color paints so I had a bit of a hard time using it, so I decided to paint people instead"
((This are sooooo damn cute omg what program is this? I love them all! >u< ))
((Oh my god when I saw this and that GIF I just lost it))
Beware the nooting you hear in dark alleyways…