Foolish Mistake (Closed)

[Talhar]

" Sure. " Responded Talhar as he immediatly went to start the fire. Which succeeded in surprisingly short time. He kneeled down and bend over so that his face was next to the base of the fire, Talhar then blew carefully so that the fire blazed higher and stronger.

" Dig in. " He said as he grabbed a meatpiercing javelin and sat next to the fire, hanging the meat lazily over the fire. After a while of silent staring into the fire and every now and then checking on the meat he asked:

" So, you're a Kelvic huh ? "

He smiled amused when he asked the question.

[Iris Dove]

Iris sat on the ground, watching as Talhar got another fire going. When he had finished, he said "dig in," referring to how she should grab one of the javelins that had raw boar meat dangling from the tip, and start roasting it over the fire.

Getting up slowly, Iris did as she was told, she grabbed a javelin, and sat back down, dangling the meat just above the red-hot fire in order to cook it. She didn't need to check the meat as often as Talhar did, having watched many of her masters cook, and having cooked a few times for the professor herself, she had a basic idea of what the boar meat should look like when it was ready.

And then he asked her, "so you're a kelvic huh?" as a stupid, wide grin crept across his face. Well, it sure took him long enough to figure that out, she thought to herself, as she turned the javelin, so that the other side of her boar meat would be exposed to the fire. She was silent for a moment, her black eyes following the dancing flames before her, before she simply nodded in response, wondering where he was going with this.

From her past experiences, she knew that it could go in a few ways: the person asking the question would ask if she had a current master or mistress, and if she said no, they'd ask her to serve them, or they'd ask various questions about what it was like to be Kelvic- these questions ranged from a number of subjects, such as what it's like to be able to turn into a specific animal, if they feel different in that form than when they're humans, and why or why not, why they think they can change into their specific animal, and if they wished they could turn into something else, and so on and so forth, the possibilities were endless.

So Iris simply sat, roasting her boar meat over the fire, bracing herself for whatever Talhar was about to say to her, assuming, he was going to say anything at all.

[Talhar]

" Haha, must be awesome to fly through the sky. "

He responded to the nod with a big smile before leering at the babyblue sky.

" I'm a Vantha, born in Avanthal, from the Frostfawn Hold. I want to say ' no place like home ' but absolute freedom must be amazing too. "

One side of the meat has started to look good so he withdrew the javelin from the fire and took off the meat to flip it, burning his hand in the process. His brows burrowed themselves as he cursed from the light burn on the inside of his hand.

[Iris Dove]

Iris thought that it was indeed an amazing thing to be able to fly, she loved to look down upon the world. So she simply nodded as Talhar kept talking, and explained that he was a vantha. Iris was pretty sure she'd never met one before, so she wasn't sure what it meant, but she smiled and nodded politely anyway.

Iris watched as Talhar tried to flip his serving of boar meat and burnt his hand, cursing, as he did so. She laughed heartily, Talhar didn't seem to be able to do anything right. Iris took her javelin away from the fire, having cooked the meat to her satisfaction, she got up, and dug the bottom end of the javelin into the ground next to her. Walking over to Talhar, she grabbed the hand he had just burned, inspecting the bright red skin, that was starting to peel off. "It's not too bad," she said, wishing she had some herbs or something to help soothe it. "You'll be fine," she said, as she went back to her javelin and handed it to Talhar, saying that it was probably best if she finished cooking.

Iris' eyes glimmered, as she did her best to contain how amused she was by Talhar. Perhaps she made him nervous? She couldn't tell. She grabbed the javelin with the meat Talhar had been cooking, held it over the fire for a few more minutes, and then fished it out, a little well done, but that's how she liked it. Iris took a bite out of the meat, burning her tongue a bit. When she finished the first bite, she mouthed the weird, "hot," as she waved her hands around her mouth in a futile attempt at gettng her tongue to stop burning. "Well, now we're even," she said as she laughed, picking off small pieces of the meat off the javelin to eat.

[Talhar]

As Iris took his burned hand he couldn't help but stare at her lowered face, which was inspecting his burns carefully. Her lips were as pink as a marshmellow and her eyes intense and dark but enthralling nonetheless.

' You'll be fine. ' was the bell that awakend Talhar out of his mezmerized state and he quickly averted his eyes and coughed while saying " Yeah, thanks. ". This was odd, it has been a long time since he was enchanted by a woman and he felt out of sorts, like he couldn't think straight. He tried to shrug it off as he accepted the cooked meat with a smile, a nod and a thanks.

Watching her take a bite of the meat and burn her tongue he tried to halt her with a raise of his hand but it was too late, the meat was already in her mouth and he laughed amused at her fanning hand over her mouth and her comment.

" Yeah, we're a couple of fools, you and I. " He said with a grin.

Taking a bite himself, he nearly choked to death, this meat was seriously overcooked and he had to do alot of effort to just rip a piece off with his teeth. Having realized it was apparent that he had trouble with his 'plate' he looked at her with a smile and said with a mouthful, while rubbing his stomach.

' Mmmmmm, delish! ' before laughing and swallowing the nearly unchewable meat whole.

[Iris Dove]

Iris ate her food delicately, holding back her laughter, as she watched Talhar trying to eat his. I guess he doesn't like it so well-done, she thought to herself, a shy smile creeping across her face. That's too bad, she liked it best that way.

When she had finished eating, Iris got up, walked over to the pond, and rinsed the tip of the javelin before handing it back to Talhar. Then she sat silently on the other side of the fire from him, she watched as he ate, and she watched as the sun got higher and higher in the sky, and she watched as the flames danced before her.

Iris realized that she was really starting to like the forest, and was dreading having to go back to Syliras, although, she had to say, she could use a new pack, and perhaps a new brush, among other things, but she didn't really want to spend the money. Maybe she should cut her hair, she thought. Maybe; just to keep her from having to work so hard at keeping it clean and well-groomed. Iris wasn't sure, as stupid as it may sound, she was rather attached to her blonde hair. It was one of the few things that never abandoned her, so just like it had never abandoned her, she never abandoned it, by chopping it off. She'd have to think about this one.

[Talhar]

Talhar wrenched off the last bit of meat from the javelin and chewed it like there was tar in his mouth before swallowing it. He did the same process as Iris, cleaning the javelin in the pond before placing it with the rest in his quiver.

" Let's head out, although I'm enjoying my time with you I need to go back, civilization and my bed are calling out to me. "

He said as he packed his stuff up.

[Iris Dove]

By the time Iris had finished cleaning Talhar's javelin, Talhar had finished his food, and was heading over to the pond to clean the javelin he had eaten off of. When he had finished, he said that he wanted to move on, to get back to "civilization."

Iris couldn't even begin to comprehend why he was so eager to get back to "civilization," large towns and cities simply seemed far too crowded to her. There were too many people, too many things, too many ways to get lost or hurt or both. They were just plain cramped, for lack of a better word, and she much preferred the free feeling that being up in the sky, soaring besides the clouds gave her, and the free feeling that walking through the woods did. But, she didn't want to argue, didn't want to stall, knowing that such a thing would certainly ruin the light mood that hung around in the air.

So instead, Iris chuckled at Talhar's words, scooped a little water from the pond onto the fire a few times to put it out, and made sure she had all of her belongings- small sack of mizas, eating knife, flint and steel. She was definitely going to have to pick up another pack and at least a comb in the city. Ehhh, maybe she could swipe one off a merchant or something, she didn't feel like dealing with them.

When Iris was sure that she had everything, she followed Talhar, hoping that he actually knew where he was going.

[Dusk]

XP Award! Talhar XP Award: Hunting: 1 XP, Medicine: 1 XP, Wilderness Survival: 2 XP, Interrogation: 2 XP, observation: 1 XP, Tactics: 1 XP, Weapon (Javelin): 2 XP, Butchering: 1 XP, Cooking: 1 XP Lore Award: Priskil's Pond (poor), Did that bird turn into a woman?, Did that bird-woman just hit me in the face?, Fickle form of a Kelvic, The rush of being attacked, Butchering is bloody work, Pretty girls are distracting Ledger: Iris Dove XP Award: Flying: 1 XP, Wilderness SUrvival: 2 XP, Observation: 1 XP, Skinning: 1 XP, Interrogation: 1 XP, Cooking: 1 XP Lore Award: The pain of a javelin's touch, Shifting while wounded, Trusting to a stranger's help, Picking a fight, Who needs a plan?, How a boar attacks Ledger: Additional Note Talhar: Make sure you play to your skills just a teensy bit better. it's hard to move through a forest in complete silence when you have no stealth and only one point in hunting. Iris: You get to start the game with two Lores, so you can add another of your choice to your character sheet. Also, just as a point, a dove wouldn't be able to carry a necklace, dress, and shoes in it's beak - their beaks are only about an inch long, and the bird itself weighs on average 300-500 grams. A little research shows that pigeons and doves can carry up to 10% of their body weight, but should carry no more than 5% to avoid hindering their flight. Which is about a dollar's worth of American quarters. So you'll definitely need to figure out what to do about all her belongings when she goes flying off in animal form. Where is your housing? It doesn't say anything on your CS; I'm assuming she has a room in Syliras? She could always leave her things there. Be careful not to determine what the other person does in a scene. You can only control your own character. For instance, it's not really fair to say that Talhar stayed by the fire while Iris wandered off. You also can't say that when you throw an apple at him, it hits him in the face - you can say you throw it at him, and it's up to him to roleplay whether or not he catches it or not. A big part of RPing is giving your partner something to react to, and then watching to see how they react! It makes scenes really fun and unpredictable, and I'm sure it will only enhance your experience here. You also play as if your character has vast experience in a wide range of topics, but you don't have anything reflecting that in your character sheet. Be careful that you play to your skills as well, and don't go beyond what your character is supposed to know. Another note, you might consider actually writing out the dialogue that Iris speaks instead of summing it up. It gives the scene a deeper feel and makes it easier for the reader to connect and understand what's going on. Overall a fun scene, though, and very entertaining to read! Hopefully you guys will actually be friends and get to run more scenes together!