Ricky and Odis rent out their room for their next step, but fate has a sense of humor today.
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Center of scholarly knowledge and shipwrighting, Zeltiva is a port city unlike any other in Mizahar. [Lore]
He chuckled a bit as they ordered their meal, the conversation finally starting to pick up. It would be quite the story to tell while they would eat, Ricky wasn't sure how he would begin this story though. "Oh I don't know 'bout that Gale, I could go on about my adventures. The first time I walked the Wild's, the time I spent in Syliras, and best of all the adventures in Alvadas!" He exclaimed enthusiastically, remember all the good times and not so good. He still looked upon the journey very fondly even though he had never reached his destination. Of course the destination wasn't that reachable to begin with, as the reason behind his past journey was only hiding the real truth.
When they received their supper the fish smelled just like it did before he left, the savory salty cooked smell thaf didn't seem like much to others was indeed a lot to Ricky. He tried not to make a big deal out of it, but when he took his first bite his reaction could not be contained. "Mmm, oh how this taste was missed!" He said as he rolled his eyes with pure satisfaction, the salty tang that he tasted was long overdo for an appointment with his taste buds. Finally nodding with a happy grin he slightly turned to Gale and continued eating. "The trip out to Zeltiva was difficult, I won't lie about that!" He said inbetween chews, finally swallowing his bite after enough chews. "Leaving your home is hard even if you plan on comin back, but if you just get up and go without lookin back it ain't so bad." He reassured as he was getting ready for another bite of the hot supper.
It seemed that Ricky had been to several places over his travels, which only made Gale more interested. Syliras, Alvadas? Alvadas was rather far, wasn’t it? Must have been a long time away from home, and then to have no home to come back to. Gale decided not to push the subject any further.
The artist had a laugh, however, when Ricky gawked at the taste of Zeltivan fish again. Seems like he had missed the fish a lot more than he had anticipated. It was quite a reaction to Gale, never seeing anyone so excited to taste the food and drink here and not gag. And by that, he’s mainly thinking about the Kelp Beer, which he knew wasn’t the best. But like most say, it’s an acquired taste really. The stuff was just as salty as the fish somehow, which surprises most. Gale didn’t mind, however. He rather liked the taste of salty fish, having grown up on the food. It was nice to be reminded how delicious it actually was. Gale took his first bite, now thinking of the taste a little more than he normally would.
When Richard moved back to leaving home, Gale listened silently. After a few ticks he smirked softly,” Yeah… Suppose it ain’t.” He took another bite, looking down at his food in thought.
Ricky finished swallowing his bite of fish after Gale made his remark, digging into his supper now as he seem to be in thought. Ricky thought it might be better to continue on with the story, no doubt it would occupy Gale's mind as well as his. "Let's....the first time I treked the Wild's was with a Kelvic friend, he and I were pretty close as we journeyed together. That is until the wild bear decided to venture into our camp, dangerous stuff that was when it happened." He showed his left bicep to Gale, the claw mark from his close encounter was still on his shoulder. Gale looked rather surprised really.
"Twas a dangerous moment, that I won't lie. Odis was injured as well, but he and I both recovered in due time. That was when we where in Syliras then, finally as the season passed Odis made a full recovery. It was then we took the next ship to Alvadas." He was rambling on without even realizing it, waving his hands around as he spoke like he was telling some grand tale of adventure. As exciting as it was he didn't feel so grand though, to him it just felt like a story of his life; one that was incomplete.
He took another bite of his fish, this one being huge as he chewed. The salty flavor filling his mouth with delighted flavor's, oh yes he did miss this. He may have ate other fish while on his journey, but he didn't remembet them ever tasting anything like Zeltivan style. "Mmmm." He would say as his mouth was stuffed full, he worked on chewing his bite more now; before he would get back to the story.
Gale ate silently as he looked at Ricky explain his adventures through the world away from his home city. Gale didn’t expect to have Ricky explain a fight so early in his tale, so the scare made Gale nod in a sort of shocking way, having his mouth full and not able to speak without spitting his food everywhere. He thought it was rather funny how he was attacked by a bear. The man was rather bear like himself. Suppose he had to be in order to survive such a thing, unless you had some other form of protection. Gale would surely have been shredded to pieces; that being one of the reasons he hasn’t left home before. He would rather die from a man’s hands inside the city then by a creature’s teeth and claws out in the wild.
He continued with his tale about being in Alvadas and so on, imitating someone that would be explaining the Valterrian. His hand moving all over the place, almost hitting him at one point. Gale didn’t say anything of the matter though, not wanting to interrupt his string of passion. Besides, it was like watching a performance. He could be a one man act, him and his dog. Gale would actually go see such a thing.
The blonde watched his companion take a ginormous chunk and trying to chew it. “Easy there, Tiger. We’re not in a hurry.” He told him, not wanting the man to choke before he finished his story. That would be a sad sending to his honorable tale. “Then he choked on a piece of fish while telling his life story. The End”
When Gale mention to Ricky to slow down a bit he grinned and giggled a bit, finding it humorous that he was eating like a bear already, and no doubt Gale was finding it funny as well. Ricky couldn't help it though, with the food so good and the company so interested he already was feeling better; which was what he wanted. The welcoming feeling one feels when they return from a long trip. It wasn't like he planned of course, but it was a relief knowing that he wasn't alone.
He finally finished his chewing and swallowed his chunk he bit off, a gulp could be heard following after. With a sigh he chuckled as he grinned to Gale, the man still interested in his story no doubt. "Ahh don't worry mate, just had to settle the beast down if ye catch me drift." He rubbed his belly as he said, a gesture should Gale have the diffficulty connecting the two. "Let's see...When Odis and I got to Alvadas, boy was that a trip. Met quite a few people of course, but the city get's more confusin' then a...." He paused as he lost his analogy, technically speaking there was nothing more confusing than Alvadas. "Well let's just say Alvadas is a real mind turner with it's illusions. I learned quite a bit there, but got sick after a while. After that I decided to come home." He summarized it just like that, because really that was the majority of it. Although there could be the finer detail in the time he spent there, he felt it was easier to end it there.
Oh yes there was so much more he could add, the lesson's with Bones, the teaching's Miro provided, the dual between Ricky and Keido. All of this happened there, but he wouldn't overwhelm Gale with this. No he would save these stories for something later, like when a campfire was nearby. Pleased with himself and the feeling of "welcome home" that decided to settle in, he continued eating his fish; mm-ing at each bite he took.
Adding another, low toned chuckle to Ricky’s, he allowed him to continue. Though there wasn’t much of a “final battle” so to speak where he ended with a bang, it was still a fun tale to listen too. He didn’t go into much detail about anything, unlike other sailors and visitors who would ramble all day about every little thing they saw and did. As much as Gale would have liked to hear more of why Alvadas was confusing, he respect the man’s business. Like he told himself earlier, he wasn’t here to push anything. Just friendly conversation to ease the tension between them. And it did so substantially already.
“That’s quite a story. More than I could ever say.” Gale shrugged and took another bite. After chewing it, he continued,” I’m not a traveler. There is close to little change you’d get me to leave Zeltiva.”
Gale was far too attached to his past here to leave it behind. He had too much to climb over to be able to leave now. To just abandon everything would be like a king to give up his wealth and throne. Not that his past was his throne, not all his memories were good. You have to have some loss to be able to gain. But letting go of all the good ones would be devastating.
"Aye, well thank ye." He said as he now chomped on what was left of his fish, the salty flavor overwhelming his tastebuds. He coughed slightly as he giggled again, his thoughts pondered on Gale and his thoughts on Ricky taking oversized bites. Yet the fish was all stuffed in his mouth now, and as he tried not to enhale his food he couldn't keep from the continuous chuckle. Finally able to contain himself he finished the chewing process once more, leading to a swallow that took a chime to get down. At last with a sigh he relaxed in his chair and hiccuped once, a deep belch rattled his chest. He kept his mouth closed and put his fist up to it, in a manner to appropriately cover. "Pardon me, that was a good supper." He stated as he looked back to Gale, his smile no longer a loose one like before. It was clear to him that they would make great friends, given the time to follow after tonight.
Finally an incline hit Ricky out of nowhere, he remembered his partner. It would be a slow but steady start if he could find her, if she would be running the stalls out in the fish market again. There was a good idea already, start by looking for her. With a reassurance that could be seen in his eye's, he patted Gale on the shoulder. "Honestly mate this has been fun, a great mind ease sharin all of this with ye."
Only a nod from Gale was needed to welcome the chap that followed his thanks. He continued to stuff his mouth as if it was his last meal. The last time Gale ate like that was when he was just a lad and didn’t know any better. But at least Ricky was enjoying the meal instead of ignoring the taste.
“Pardon me, that was a good supper.”
“I couldn’t have guessed.” Gale teased Ricky with a smirk, taking one of his few bites left. “It had to be in order to eat it like that.” A deep, brief chuckle erupted from his lips.
Richard had slapped his shoulder, making Gale winced slightly,”Heh, yeah. Take care chap. See ya around.” Gale rubbed his shoulder for a brief moment. It was going to be a bruise, if that. Nothing big. People get hit by doors all the time, right?
Ricky was one of those men where you didn’t know what to expect from them. He could have a fit and in a short matter of time, be laughing endlessly, and then telling some story without any fragment of anger from earlier. Either the man had mood swings or he was good a changing moods appropriately. It’s a rather funny talent to have, isn’t it? To be able to just stop being angry and be happy instead. He wished more people had that rare gift.
With ease now in his mind he was ready to retire for the night, Gale had indeed been pleasurable company as far as talking goes. Now that he was done talking and finished eating he seem to feel ready to tackle his problems, but first he needed some real sleep. He yawned as he stood up, giving Gale a friendly grin once more. "Well mate, see ya around. I'm gonna hit the sack for the night. I'll be seein' ya tomorrow maybe." He said with assurance, waving to Gale as he was finishing his meal. He wasn't sure if a good night or sleep well was necessary, so he figured a simple wave would do for now. As he continued onward to his room he was grinning, unlocking the door as he found Odis laying where he was. The dog only looked at him to see who was entering, but when he saw it was Ricky he decided to return to his current obligation. Sleep.
Ricky grinned at the thought as he shut the door, looking around to see the set up now before he decided to sleep. It had a simple desk and chair, a small wardrobe, and a sitting area which was where Odis was resting. Seeing as it would be his temporary home he would unload what things he did have with him. The fishing kit and his broken net and rod was placed in a corner near the wardrobe, the travel pack was pretty much empy when they got back. Apart from the bedroll he had and the water flask, its contents were used up on the rest of the way back. How fortunate they did arrive today. After he placed the three next to the small desk, he untied the laces of his worn shoes. The old leather had been torn to where there were several holes inside, he had made a mental note to buy new shoes, and clothes, before winter had hit.
Finally stripping off his vest he undid his belt and threw them both down next to his shoes, and with a sigh he laid down underneath the covers and slipped back into sleep.
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You can go ahead and close the thread with Gale now, I'll turn it in when you finish. Great job by the way! It's been a fun thread.
“Maybe. See ya.” Gale responded with a simple wave as well.
Ricky left to his room and Gale finished up the last few bites of the fish in front of him. After doing so, he got up, paid for the meal, and headed back to his room. After all, he had to make more pictures since his inventory was empty again. He supposed he should finish Ricky’s as well, considering it was a picture request even though it has no pay. He could consider it a friendly portrait. Though, friendly as in from one acquaintance to another, not that the picture was very friendly.
He shrugged the thought off and put his money back in his wooden drawer. With the slight tink of the few coins clattering together as it came to a stop in the back. Grabbing his sketchbook again, he looked over the creased pages, carefully trying to undo the folding line. Having little success, he sat on his bed with his small stub of charcoal left. He’d have to get more soon, but that could wait till after the picture. With that note tucked in the back of his mind, he flipped to Ricky’s picture and looked at what he had done so far. He still had to do the face. That being said, Gale started to redraw it again, doing his best, like earlier, to capture as much of the rage as he could.
by Ricky Maze on November 11th, 2012, 11:09 pm 
Great job by the way! It's been a fun thread.