kingdom come /av+e
Dec 31, 2022 17:37:17 GMT -5
Post by gamemaker kelsier on Dec 31, 2022 17:37:17 GMT -5
The sun is low by the time he makes camp at the edge of the bog in Greywater. There's no use travelling through in the dark when there's only one good path and it's hard to find in the dark. So Avriel builds a fire while his mutt, more wolf than dog, circles the perimeter to mark his territory and warn other creatures away. He works quietly, turning the rabbit he caught earlier in the day over on the flame every now and then. It used to be that Avriel burned everything he tried to make and didn't mind it but then his little brother had had enough and taught him the miracle of slow cooking on stone.
The wait is only ever sort of worth it though. He stares dead-eyed at the flame, thoughts on the rest of his journey. As soon as he makes it through the bog, he'll be at his destination and could turn back to the North and in turn his home, where his sister and brother wait for him. He doesn't like leaving them like this but it was still better than sending one of them out into the dark with his wares.
Avriel's name has travelled far and his swords have shed enough blood to become known and be named. That made his wagon a target to anyone fool enough to try. Try they had, there is a bandage around his arm right now and a long gash beneath it.
He's never lost a shipment though, too stubborn probably and his wolfhound has gained a few names too. Not many dare to fuck with Avriel anymore.
There's movement at the edge of the fire and Avriel looks up, a hand going for the knife at his side that he used to skin the rabbit. Scout rests beside him, curled up against his feet after a long day of running. The wolf would have risen though if he sensed danger.
"If you're looking for some warmth, you may join me" Avriel speaks softly but there is a note of warning in his tone "If you're here for something else, I'd rather you not."