Timestamp: Winter 25, 511 AV Time: Noon Location: Asli Island Who: Aluria Liandra waved goodbye to Kylayia from the shore of some small island she'd found. She wanted to explore it, and Kylayia needed to go find himself some food and rest anyways. As he dove away, Kylayia was stricken with the normal worry. But she also wondered when her friend would find a female. Oddly enough, she never wondered that about herself. She turned from the tide toward the island. She had that same curious itch, that same itch that always surfaced when something new presented itself. She stretched her limbs and made her way inland. She saw several short shrubs and tall grasses, typical for the area. She doubted she'd find anything interesting here, but her curious streak forced her to investigate none the less. She inspected the edge of the brushland when she heard some chittering nearby. She quickly ducked down behind some brush, listening for whatever creature had made the noise. It hadn't sounded particularly dangerous, but one could never fully trust Laviku's domain. He was a gracious god, but only to those who survived the battering of his countless tests. She peered up over the brush and saw a small, fruitless tree. And several furry creatures looking back at her. They were quite small and didn't look overly dangerous. But there were several of them, so they could be quite the threat in mass. She looked at them carefully, studying them. They had short brown fur, small limbs ending in smaller hands and feet. And they had long tails, some of which were being used to hold them from branches. How amazing. Liandra thought how nice it would be to have a tail that could be used as a limb. She shook it off, clearly that would be an impossible feat. Then she saw that one of the monkeys was holding some sort of foreign fruit. It was large, yellow and orange and red in color. And also, was in the monkey's pulled back hand. The monkey lurched its arm forward and the fruit flew threw the air at Liandra like some sort of weapon. Which she realized that it was. The fruit crashed into the ground at her feet and exploded in a mess of juice and flesh. Much of the liquid landed on her face and mouth, when she tasted it. It was sweet and sour, and delicious! She looked back up at the monkeys, who were all chittering, though it appeared to be more like laughter. She wiped several of the large chunks off of her skin, and popped one into her mouth. The flesh seemed to melt on her tongue, and she knew she had to have more. She stood up and walked further inland, passing by the tree full of critters and up a wall of dirt that seemed out of place. And from there, she saw an amazing surprise. There were rows and rows and rows of trees, and all appeared to be heavily laden with various fruits. Including the one that had been thrown at her. She saw a man picking some fruit from one of the trees and approached him. When he noticed her, and her condition, he broke into a grin. "Looks like the monkeys are up to no good again. You look like you could use a story, have a seat on that rock there, and listen up missy. You'll want to hear this." Liandra didn't know this man, but his words were captivating, his presence comforting. She smiled and sat down, waiting for his tale to begin. She noticed several of the... monkeys? had sat around her as well. Maybe they knew of this man's stories. |