[flashback] Sneaking away!(antar)

[Coren]

Coren blinked once in surprise as anthony said he didn't know his way in the entire city, that made a lot more sense then just being lost in the park. Still he didn't escape his father's eye just to get roped into being city guide for a lost foreigner. “Maybe you should try and find an icewatch guard when you leave the park, they could probably help you with that.” Coren said in a patient tone. Only for the man to suddenly ignore him in favor of an owl nestling in the trees. Beginning to rattle of an entire lecture on snow owls and their treats and habits with an unbridled enthusiasm. Though to be honest, Coren found it fairly boring stuff and didn't see what the fuss was about, sure snow owls where nice to look at and often found their way in the sculptures of his hold and as much he liked most animals he didn't want to get to close to a carnivorous bird with a wingspan of up to seven feet. For rather obvious reasons. “Ehm, Anthony? Maybe you shouldn't be pointing and making such a fuss about the nest. The parent's might find us a threat to their young and try to drive us away.” Coren piped up, hoping that the man would calm down and leave the birds alone for a while and listen to what he had said. “The little owl won't fly out as long as you are standing there anyway, your probably scaring him to much for that.”

[Antar]

At Coren's words Noth plastered a look of concern upon his face as he turned back to the man. "Oh yes, yes you may be right on that. I didn't think much of the parents, caught up in my enthusiasm is all. Sometimes it just runs away from me. One of the reasons I guess I'm lost now I suppose."

Trudging back towards Coren, Noth shrugged a bit to himself. "Anyways, you said you were around here right? Does that mean your a vantha too? From what I've seen all of you must have fire in your bloodstream to resist the elements. All of you tend to be in the lightest clothing ever, save your wrapped up like me. Kinda strange isn't i-"

A flapping of wings, and a small cry behind him alerted him to something from the direction of the nest to make him spin around. Sometime, in that half a second or so, the little owl had tried to fly out of the burrow, and had fallen to the ground. It just stood there chirping its distress out to the world. Keeping in character, Noth absent mindedly trudged back towards it."Oh dear the lil' feller's gotten himself more lost then I usually am. Poor critter."

For a second he reached down towards the bird, only to draw his hands back as the wild animal snapped its beak at him. It was unlikely Noth would have been able to pick the creature back up and put it back in the nest without being bit. In the back of his mind Antar wondered what Coren would do to this new development, and factored that if he was careful he might find out a bit more about the man and his motivations.

[Coren]

Coren just shook his head as he heard the man's response, for somebody who talked like he knew about snow owls he didn't heed any of the dangers of coming close to the nests of the birds. Was he to stupid to feel fear or just more scatterbrained then a newborn kitten? When the man expressed his confusion about why exactly he was just as wrapped up as him, if not even more so, while the rest of the vantha acted as if they had fire in their veins he just shrugged and ignored the remark, he was sick of justifying the way he dressed and a stranger didn't have any right to criticize him about it anyway. The fluttering of wings and distressed chirp form a young bird grabbed coren's attention and he quickly turned towards the sound, laying eyes on the small owl chick that had somehow fallen out of his nest. It was a lucky little bird though, since it seemed a big pile of soft snow had broken the owls fall. Now out of the safety of its nest and probably highly distressed by the fact there where two potential predators right in front of him it let out loud distressed chirps. “Well I doubt that, at least that little thing still knows where he is.” Coren said with a hint of amusement in his voice. When the man reached out towards the bird and tried to grab it, the little thing threateningly snapped its beak at him. Letting coren chuckle a bit as the man hesitated in grabbing the little bugger. “Come on, its just a small bird it can't bite you that hard.” Coren said in a joval tone as he walked up towards the little thing. “Let me show you how its done.” He crouched in front of the little bugger , who kept a cautious eye on him. Coren slowly moved his left hand towards the bird, trying to keep its attention on it as he carefully reached out with his right hand to grab the beast from behind. To his great surprise the plan actually worked! Well at least partially, having never really had any intrests in birds in general he completely forgot about the fact that owls where able to turn their heads completely around. Which the little blighter took advantage of immediately, biting down on his right hand as hard as it could. “Ah! Petching winged rat!” Coren cursed as he pulled his hand back. Examining the small bleeding wound. Glaring at the owl from underneath his cowl. He had half a mind just to give up right then and save himself some trouble, but he doubted that the owl would survive if he or noth didn't put him back in its nest though, and like the damned bleeding heart he was he couldn't just turn around and let it die. He furrowed his brow as he thought on a solution one almost immediately coming towards him. He could use projection to lift the bird back into his nest. He glanced over his shoulder at the man standing behind him. He just needed to get rid of that guy for a few chimes so that he could use it. “Maybe you should try to find somebody that knows something of animals, they probably know how to pacify the little bastard long enough to put it back into its nest. The frostfawn are in that part of the park,” He pointed to the direction of the coolwater part of the par. “Most of the time, so it shouldn't be that hard to find one. I'll stay here and watch the little bugger. While you do.” coren hoped his deception worked, he wanted this over and done with to be honest.

[Antar]

"Oh yes, yes. Of course." Noth said, bubbling like the air head he was pretending to be. Looking in the direction which was pointed he stumbled off into the deep snows of the park, he really didn't care about a petching owling so much. But to break character now would destroy the information he'd obtained. Still, in character he fell once or twice till he was a good ways out of sight behind some of the denser trees. It was only then did he double back around.

Coren, appeared suspicious to him, and there was some sense deep inside his head like an itch scratching at the inside of his skull telling him to investigate further. Creeping up inside a dense thicket of bushes, he stilled himself completely under the enshrouding cover, and wondered what the man might do... If something interesting did happen, yet not conducive to his own reasons for being in avanthal he'd scamper off to find a frostfawn with Coren none the wiser. If he didn't find something interesting, he'd do the same. But if he found that Coren was hiding something relevant to the interests of his spiderhunt, he'd note it for the future and begin to plague the man incessantly till he found what he was looking for.

[Coren]

Coren looked at north with a bit of amusement in his eyes as he stumbled away in the dirrection he pointed him at, slipping once or twice over a spot of ice. At least he assumed he slipped on a spot of ice, It would just have been embarrassing if the man fell over his own feet in his hurry to find a frostfawn. Sitting down right in front of the young owl staring right at the little flying rat, looking as if he was just keeping an eye on the thing just as he said he was. After a chime or two he stood up and began looking around the clearing. When he didn't see anybody he shoved his hands into the pockets of his robes and stood right in front of the young owl on the ground, coincidentally his back was turned towards noth. Closing his eyes he concentrated on the djed in his body and carefully let it flow to his right shoulder, carefully beginning to push out his astral body from there, using the loss of feeling in the limb as an extra guideline of how far he had progressed with pushing the astral body out. He didn't try to rush pushing it out, even though there was the chance somebody would walk in the clearing at any moment, his astral body was invisible to anybody else anyway and he had a good excuse on why he was here. It took quite a few chimes to slowly detach his astral body of his right arm completely. Opening his eyes and looking at the owl chick below with a determined face. Gentily grabbing the young owl with his right arm, ignoring the sudden sound of distress from it as it suddenly was grasped by something it couldn't see, he lifted the owl into the air. He was surprised by the sudden strain on his projected limb as he picked up the little owl, was his projected limb still that weak? Still he wasn't going to give up and just gritted his teeth as he continued to lift the owl up as quickly as he could before finally dropping the owl back safely into his nest.. At least safe physically. Slowly moving his now much less responsive limb back in line with his limp right arm. He knew that he should put the arm back in as soon as he could since his teacher had told him a lack of respons form his projected limb meant he was getting close to exhausting his djed reserve. Slowly and carefully he began to guide the projected limb back into his right arm, starting at the tips of his fingers and slowly working up to his shoulder.

[Antar]

For awhile Noth simply watched from where he was, making sure to hike up his shirt a little to come shroud his nose so that it would mask the rising steam from his breath as he waited to see what Coren would do. For a few chimes there was nothing, but the itching sensations in his skull intensified when he saw the other man crouch down, and lean forwards towards the little lost owlet.

He couldn't see exactly what was occuring due to Coren's back obscuring the view, but he did notice one thing that sent him for a bit of a loop as the itching in his head increased. When the owlet was lifted above the vantha's head and back into the nest... Noth's viewpoint could clearly see the owl being raised into the air without any form of support. No arms... no nothing. For a moment Antar's mind tried to deny what he saw, and he blinked. But the everpresent lesson of trusting himself that his senses were rarely ever deceiving to him, Noth could only come to two possibilities, either he was under the guise of an illusion... or some other form of magic was being used here.

Was that why his head felt a little funny? The barest things he had been taught about magic, and reimancy was that mages tended to be able to tell when other magic was in use. Even if they weren't an auristics user. Backing slowly out from his hiding place, Noth made his way towards the area the Frostfawns were supposed to be in the park, and spotted a woman sitting on a bench.

Making his introductions, quickly he had been lost, met another vantha in the woods, and then they both witnessed an owlett fall out of a tree. With a bit of exasperation the woman spoke in broken common to asked him to slow down. He explained he had been twisted around a bit, but had finally found her. They exchanged names, with noth using the same alias he'd given Coren. Her's was MyrrhSame npc cara made up in the thread with her :3, a frostfawn woman who had been out enjoying herself for a day in the park after tending herds. She agreed to come along and help out. Knowing it was a lie, Antar explained they both were unskilled enough to lift it back into the nest without injury to themselves or it.

When the pair arrived back to the spot where Coren was, Noth waved at him and gestured like the bumbling man he pretended to be. For a moment he plastered an incredulous look upon his face when the woman asked where the owlet was. Coren mumbled something innocuous and pointed back to the burrow. Walking past him, mumbling something about how it was wonderful that such a creature was back in the nest he turned to ask the frostfawn woman to check if it had any injuries.

But when he turned there was a singular thing missing from his sight... Coren had disappeared and only Myrrh remained staring past him to glance up towards the nest with the cheeping owlet snugly tucked back safe and sound.

[Growl]

Appreciation Time! Name: Coren Experience: +2 Stealth, +3 Socialization, +1 Deception, +1 Projection Lore: Wanting to Get Away, Trying to Get Antar to Leave, But I Want to Practice! *Groans,* Putting a Bird Back in its Place Name: Antar Experience: +1 Interrogation, +1 Stealth, +2 Observation, +3 Socialization Lore: Hunting Syms, Shopping Without Really Shopping, Getting Attacked by a Baby Owl, Going to get Help Additional Notes: Please watch your spelling and grammar. There were tons of typos, which made this rather difficult to read. Also, neither of you have any falconry or animal husbandry, or any related skills for that matter. Thus, I don't know how either of you would know anything about the owls. Not to mention, most snowy owls nest on the ground, so there would be no birdie falling out of a tree or burrow. So any exp which may have been awarded for any skill in that area has been docked. Please pm me with any other questions and concerns, and keep up the good work!