Working man's days (OPEN)

[Tavaltia]

3rd Winter 510 AV

Tavaltia was heading back to his shop, carrying his recently purchased furs. The weight of them was causing his right shoulder to sag a bit, but he needed them to keep working. He had recently run out of supply and had to barter for more. He paid a really good price for all of it, but he bought it in bulk, and more often than not he didn’t get such a good deal, Added to this he just earned his own shop in The Craft Gallery. He is having such a good day that almost nothing could bring his spirits down.

Tavaltia checks the time after he gets back and realizes that he has been stitching sontav for a long time, and at this point there is a pile next to his stack of furs. He sits down and his hands start to work as if they had minds of their own, he assembles the sontav, checks off a mark on the order for the amount that he needs, and moves on to the next one, all of this done in a fluid motion which he has done many times over. As he works the smell of freshly tanned leather pervades the air, and he yawns lightly raising his work over his heads, though his fingers never skip a beat. The oil that he was using to keep the leather from drying out spills down his arms, and he yelps mildly in surprise, After finishing the sontav, he wipes off some of the leather oil, though most of it just slides all over him. After laughing it off he begins to sing, nothing particularly famous, just a working song.

“My hands are torn and practiced
They know what they must do.
I let them do their job,
And they let me sing the whole day through.”

He realizes he has no work left for the day, soon after he had realized that he doesn’t actually have any words to go along with the song. putting down his last sontav for the day, he looks at himself and decides that it’s not a big deal to him. He picks up the pile of furs that he bought for his own use, and takes them to his quarters. Afterward he goes out walking through the city, Not really paying attention to where he goes.

[Kellan Lucia]

The world of Mizahar always looked better from a bird's eye view. Not many people got to see the sights that the birds did but Kellan was blessed in his own way. He had friends in high places, or at least on, Alwin. He had not been bonded to the eagle for very long. He could still remember the summer when the two became one, at least mentally. The pair flew closer to the volcanic city and Kellan's mind began to form plans for the day. "Kellan, please try to spend some time with guys today. It is not healthy to only chase after girls day after day. You need friends." Kellan scoffed and glared at the opening to the Aries that the two were approaching. "I have friends Alwin." The bird snapped his beak in an avian sort of laugh. "Like who? Me, Drusilla? When was the last time you talked to the girl?" Kellan could not answer that. Well he could but he did not want to. He had too much pride. Sadly Alwin could not hide anything from his feathered friend. The two could hear each other's thoughts. The pair landed in the Aries and Kellan climbed off the eagle's back. "Kell, just try it okay?" Kellan shook his head and sighed. "Yeah Al, I'll attempt it." Since the death of Toran, Kellan's twin brother, Kellan had not been too keen on making close bonds with guys. Although he could not admit it to himself he just did not want to lose other person. As he walked he spotted a man walking. He was a male! "Okay Al, this is me listening to you. Go have a ball with this you ball of feathers." Kellan had taken to treating Alwin like a younger brother. In his lack of brotherly bonds he needed someone to fill the void and Alwin was the only constant thing he had at the moment. His jabs at the bird were often rude but the eagle could hold his own against the Inarta. They battled well against one another in the art of words. Kellan picked up his pace and walked beside the man. "Hello, I'm Kellan. I promised my eagle Alwin I would make a friend today so here I am." A smell awoke Kellan's nose. It seemed to burn his nostrils and claw at the inside of the bridge of his nose. "You are a leather worker I'm guessing?" He pinched the bridge of his nose and exhaled. This action was not to plug his nose for his fingers were positioned too high. He was simply trying to relieve tension. The smell of leather had always bothered his senses but he had not come into contact with it enough for it to hinder him. Lived in leather was not the problem. He could stand the leather that had been worn enough to lose it's scent. It was the brand new leather that seemed to curse him. It crept through his nose and seemed to seer the inside of his skull. He never knew why he reacted in such a way to the leather, it was just a strange happening. "Please do not take offence to me, I simply get headaches around the smell of fresh leather. What is your name?" Kellan was well aware of how odd his introduction was. In reality he did not care. Normal introductions were for the people who weren't worth remembering.

[Tavaltia]

“Yes, I’m a leather worker, I apologize, the smell is not quite as comforting to everyone else as it is to me, but I’ve gotten used to it over the years, I actually like it now.” Tavaltia will look around and see that he is standing in a corridor near Inclement Weather. Cracking a smirk he will say “My name is Tavaltia.”

Shifting his weight to his right foot, he will realize that he is still covered in oil. Smirking slyly then chuckling he will say “You have quite the interesting choice in people to make new friends, I am a large man covered in oil, what sir is this supposed to make me think?” Smirking still “now should we take advantage of this status of mine or not, what kind of friend would I be if we didn’t attempt to take advantage of this predicament of mine. We’re about a 4 minute walk from Inclement Weather. So if we want to actually use it for our advantage we can, especially if you think of a good way to use it” he will then wink and laugh, a deep chortling laugh.

He will extend a hand to Kellan, “so do you want to be friends or just random people who stand in a hallway talking to each other, because though the first one sounds like a good option, the second seems rather dull to me.” Thinking to himself that this is one of the most interesting endal that he has ever seen.

He will shift around a little bit, he doesn't really spend much time with endal, and doesn't feel particularly comfortable with the idea that he is talking to one. They always feel hard to spend time with. But this one seems like a decent man.

[Kellan Lucia]

If making new friends was this easy Kellan would have randomly walked up to strangers more often. "Happy now Alwin, I'm going to Incliment Weather with someone. Now you don't have to get your feathers in a bunch." Kellan grinned at the man and extended a hand. "Nice to meet you Tavaltia! I gotta say, I think we are going to be good friends. I can tell." Kellan had a very odd habit of being extremely open to complete strangers. He liked the vibes he was getting off of this Avora though. He was not a master of auristics but he could feel a sort of kinship with this man. He was not afraid to just jump into new friendships. What was better was that within the first moments of meeting he was already offering to go to Incliment Weather! "Are you joking! I'd love to go there!" Kellan clapped the man on the back and smiled wide. He had been looking for an excuse to go to the popular meeting place. Incliment Weather was full of excitement as it normally was. Kellan instantly started to search for girls to flirt with. "Come one Tavalita! If you are going to hang with me we are going to be hunting for ladies." A boyish smile formed on the Endal's lips as he winked to a passing lady. "You do like flirting right? I gotta say, if you aren't you are not going to be good friends with me." He laughed and placed his hand on the Avora's shoulder. "Well, lets start with drinks. Does that sounds good?" He walked off toward where the drinks were kept and grabbed on for him and one for his new found friend. "One of the best ways to make a good time even better. Of course I'd take a beautiful girl over a good drink anyday. What about you bro?" He took a drink and turned his gold eyes to a passing girl. "Hey girl, looking good tonight. I know where you would look better though." A firm slap across the face stopped his whitty remark. "Well... that did not go as well as I hoped." He strugged and chuckled. "So Tavaltia, lets hear all about the wonders of leatherworking. I'll obviously never enjoy it so maybe I can get some excitment by living the avora live vicariously through you."

[Tavaltia]

Tavaltia will tip the bottle up and take a good long swig, laugh and say, “I personally prefer the drinks, no cuddling, no nagging, and in all honesty it takes less work.” He laughed out loud after watching Kellan get slapped in the face and said, “You do realize that it works better if you don’t try to use a corny pick up line right?”

When asked about leather he gets a little bit of a glazed over look in his eyes “I have always loved the feel the fresh leather on my skin. What the best part is though is seeing your work around town, I can go almost anywhere and see one of my Sontav designs, or a Vinati that I made or designed, It’s wonderful. Seeing the harnesses on the eagle’s that I made. It makes me feel like I helped keep the man on the Eagle, even If it wouldn’t matter if I had never made one, because someone else would have.”

He will take another Swig, and say “enough about me, I live on the ground. What about you, how is flying around up in the sky like, I’ve wondered for a while now.” He looks up and smirks, then says “Ahh the life I have is a good one, what am I doing complaining.” He will take another swig out of the bottle and say, “Besides I enjoy the life that I lead, it’s extremely rewarding working with your hands.” He will then glance down at his bottle see that he has already emptied it and chuckle, standing up taking the last swig he will put the bottle down, walk over to the drinks and grab a new larger and slightly more powerful drink. Holding up the bottle he will chortle and say, “I always enjoyed a strong drink, but you have no idea how quickly you get used to it.”

He looks around and sees some interesting looking women, but none that stand out particularly. He takes a swig and sets down the bottle. Looking Kellan in the eye he will say, “So what’s it like, flying that is, I work with Endal occasionally, but I rarely get to talk to them they often have me take the measurements and leave, and I would never trust a Chiet to measure one of the eagles."

[Kellan Lucia]

The man must have been sick in the head. Perfering drinks over woman? What a concept! "Trust me my friend. Even a slap is better than no attention at all. At least they are reacting." He smiled and looked back at the group of girls behind him and nodded toward them. "Besides, between the two of us, who are they going to remember the quiet guy who did not say the dumb comment or the guy who tried a stupid line. Yes it was stupid but they will not forget me now." He winked at his new friend and took a drink from his cup. His ears perked up, or they would have if he were a dog, when Tavaltia talked about his work. He listened idly through the majority of it but when he talked about sadles for eagles Kellan almost spit his drink out. "You make sadles? You should make me one! I'll pay you of course. You are good at making them right? I don't want my sadle falling apart mid-flight." He laughed and drank again. He found this man interesting. It was nice just spending time with another man. Usually all of his time was wasted on women who did not give two pinons about him. Being the prideful man that he was Kellan jumped at the chance to babble about his love of riding his eagle. "Alwin is great. He is my eagle. We just bonded over the summer. Flying is like nothing else on Mizahar. You feel free and unchained from the land. You've never really flown until you shoot off the back of an eagle though. I love hunting. It is very hard of course. You need to stay on the eagle, balance, and shoot all at once. I love the challenge though. What man does not, am I right?" He nudged Tavaltia with his elbow as if to egg him on. "So what is your story man? Parentage, your drive to leatherworking, what are you about?" Kellan hated to waste his time making bridges to new topics. He mearly hoped that whomever he was talking to could keep up. "Do you have siblings?" Kellan was always interested in this topic. He missed his brother with all of his heart so hearing about other people's connections with their families made him happy.

[Tavaltia]

Tavaltia will start chuckling, “yeah I may be the quiet one, but you know what, I can walk up to talk to people and not have a bad reputation. I’m quite shy in all honesty I do like just kicking back and relaxing more than I like trying to go hit on women, Now if a woman approaches me, that’s a different story.” At the mention of making things his head will perk up a little bit, and he will actually begin to blush, “You want me to make your saddle? Just me? I was just taught how to do that by one of the masters and I haven’t made one alone yet. But if you want I could work on it. I mean I have this nice rare hide that is tougher than most, It’s a little more expensive than most, but I just got it so I have a full 20 pounds right now. It’s pricier but it’s the best for anything that has to last.”

When Kellan starts talking about flying Tavaltia will sit there awestruck and amazed, the closest he has ever been to flying was working at the Aeries when he was still a Yasi and he can hardly remember that, So the thought of flying and shooting a bow, neither of which he knew how to do, at the same time amazed him. Looking up he will say, “I can agree with you on the challenge, but I’ve never flown to know the feeling.”

When Kellan brings up his parents Tavaltia will laugh, “Well I’m sure I have parents somewhere, I was probably a twin, maybe even a triplet. Probably got some half brothers or sisters out there somewhere too, maybe even some full brothers or sisters that aren’t twins, I may even have grown up with them. But hell if I know who they are, I’m the son of a Dek who made something useful of himself. An unfortunate consequence of sex. I was probably dropped off at the nursery the day I was born, and none of the other children were identical to me. So siblings are a mystery there.” He will shift his weight around and swallow, almost as if he has a bad taste in his mouth. “Leather working on the other hand is a topic I could tell you some good stories for, but how I got started is really simple, it felt right. The tools fit my hands perfectly, even as a child. I always loved the smell though, I would just relax and smell the leather, and it sounds weird but that is what started it.” He will smile this goofy contented smile.

“So how about you, do you know your family well, and how did you bond with Alwin?”

[Mercury]

Just as Kellan was about to tell his new drinking buddy about his family, a svelte, drop dead gorgeous woman slipped her arm around Kellan's. He turned his head, jaw dropping when he caught sight of who it was. "Ne-ne-nefera?" He stuttered her name as she tittered. Her laugh was like glass, tinkling in a gentle breeze. She didn't even bother acknowledging the lower caste member beside them. She leaned in closer to Kellan, pressing her soft body up against his. "So you do remember my name. It's been so long dear…" She brought her lips close to his left ear, and whispered, her warm breath tickling. "Don't tell me you've forgotten about that dance you promised me… last season.." Kellan gulped, just realizing that he knew that churning at the pit of his stomach had been from something important like this. He shook his head, trying to cover his tracks. Before he could stutter out an excuse, Nefera pulled him onto the dance floor - Tavaltia completely forgotten. Loose Ends my Butt

[Mercury]

Tavaltia Skill(s) Leatherworking + 1 XP Singing + 1 XP Socializing + 2 XP Drinking + 2 XP Lore(s) Leatherwork; Sontav (Basic) Singing While Working Wingman… not "No Thanks Lady - I've got my Alcohol" Method to my Madness: I really, really wanted to give you XP for bartering, but for me to do so you have to actually write out the scenario; mentioning how hard it was doesn't count. The rest was pretty self explanatory. Quick and fun read. Kellan Lucia Skill(s) Socializing + 3 XP Drinking + 1 XP Seduction + 1 XP Lore(s) Worry Wart Eagle Bird Brother Method to my Madness: I MISH YOU - COME BACK TO US You can address any questions or concerns to the little voice in your head. A.K.A. PM me.