This male, though he spoke in a strange clipped manner, seemed to be somewhat dense but maybe a bit wiser than she'd first given credit for. "No one cared to find me." Shoulders lifted and fell, dismissing the inquiry as to her 'entrapment' within the fog. When she thought back to that time there really wasn't anyone who might have looked for her. Any ties she'd made had squashed near instantly around that time.
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The summer season has finally reached its peak. The sunshine is plentiful, the days are long and the air is hot and humid - but the evenings do not seem to provide the same relief that they once had, and remain somewhat stuffy. Thunderstorms have also began appearing more frequently, particularly in the rainforest and eastern region, though the rain is welcomed after a relatively dry season thus far.
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01-22-2023, 06:47 PM
Remembrance of the mist, thick walls of swirling moisture that clung to the air, came as images with another male. Someone who'd had a stick and used it to navigate their way out of the maze. A clever trick she'd learned that day. Now this deep red man spoke of the the 'Nothing Place', surely the mist, and had been trapped within somehow. "I see, you were let out much sooner," she nodded to emphasize the luckiness @Oleander had experienced, "Where are we?" Feigning looking around there was faux confusion on the freckled face, as if she'd never seen the smoke stacks before.
This male, though he spoke in a strange clipped manner, seemed to be somewhat dense but maybe a bit wiser than she'd first given credit for. "No one cared to find me." Shoulders lifted and fell, dismissing the inquiry as to her 'entrapment' within the fog. When she thought back to that time there really wasn't anyone who might have looked for her. Any ties she'd made had squashed near instantly around that time.
This male, though he spoke in a strange clipped manner, seemed to be somewhat dense but maybe a bit wiser than she'd first given credit for. "No one cared to find me." Shoulders lifted and fell, dismissing the inquiry as to her 'entrapment' within the fog. When she thought back to that time there really wasn't anyone who might have looked for her. Any ties she'd made had squashed near instantly around that time.
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"Long time now. Still try find nothing place. Show nothing place. See where been." Ole continued to struggle to communicate. Lessons in Common Tongue hadn't been something that had been deemed a priority. French was so much easier for him to communicate his thoughts in. The struggle to come up with the proper words was apparent on his face. Even in French he lacked the words to describe where he had been. Ole figured if he could find it again then he could show it to his family, allow them to understand what had happened and why he struggled to be able to explain it.
"Dead place. Two mountains. Bluffs and Hollows." A tiredness crept in as he continued to struggle to communicate. This was the longest stretch of conversing in the Common Tongue that the clay male had so far. It was wearing on him and it showed.
The large lion frowned as the woman said she had no one to find her. Sure, he often felt out of place within his own family and pride but at least they had come for him. "No family? No pride?"
Of course the mention of pride reminded him of his own home. "Can come Bluffs. Go now." The male said and turned to head towards the Bluffs regardless of if he was followed or not.
Oleander Exits
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"Dead place. Two mountains. Bluffs and Hollows." A tiredness crept in as he continued to struggle to communicate. This was the longest stretch of conversing in the Common Tongue that the clay male had so far. It was wearing on him and it showed.
The large lion frowned as the woman said she had no one to find her. Sure, he often felt out of place within his own family and pride but at least they had come for him. "No family? No pride?"
Of course the mention of pride reminded him of his own home. "Can come Bluffs. Go now." The male said and turned to head towards the Bluffs regardless of if he was followed or not.
Oleander Exits
@Gunnhildr
03-27-2023, 08:53 PM
Curiosity piqued at what this nothing place was. She recalled the mist, thick formidable walls which coalesced, impenetrably by lion kind to truly find their whereabouts. Even with that one lion's trick with the stick. Nothing more came from her regarding the nothing place.
Head nodded, eyes thoughtful as she took in information of the lion's home. She'd have to remember the names, specifications made by the clay man. Both places sounded barren. Perhaps they weren't places she'd be interested in traveling to, but the strange clipped way @Oleander spoke brought curiosity. What lions lay within those barren crevices of the island?
"No family." Confirmed, and truthful, she spoke. Not forlorn, necessarily, for the Ulven clan was a complex web of pressures, forced kinship that she wasn't privy to any longer. "No pride." A lie. She'd joined the mire a long time ago for shallow reasons. How well that'd worked out for her.
Interesting, this man invited her into his home with little knowledge of who she was. Brow quirked, though she didn't move to immediately follow him. She would pay a visit to the Bluffs, now knowing what direction it lay as she watched the retreating backside, just not until she'd conjured more of a plan. /exit
Head nodded, eyes thoughtful as she took in information of the lion's home. She'd have to remember the names, specifications made by the clay man. Both places sounded barren. Perhaps they weren't places she'd be interested in traveling to, but the strange clipped way @Oleander spoke brought curiosity. What lions lay within those barren crevices of the island?
"No family." Confirmed, and truthful, she spoke. Not forlorn, necessarily, for the Ulven clan was a complex web of pressures, forced kinship that she wasn't privy to any longer. "No pride." A lie. She'd joined the mire a long time ago for shallow reasons. How well that'd worked out for her.
Interesting, this man invited her into his home with little knowledge of who she was. Brow quirked, though she didn't move to immediately follow him. She would pay a visit to the Bluffs, now knowing what direction it lay as she watched the retreating backside, just not until she'd conjured more of a plan. /exit