Souls of life (Chaelnomyl)

[Voreasos Alisier]

Summer 509 Av 2nd night time

Within the Bronze Wood, less than a quarter hours walk from Syliras, lies a fairly popular hotspring that most of the locals know about. Sacred arch has been given its name due to a natural land bridge of stone that the stream has eaten away at until only the arch remains. The steaming waters flow all year long, even when Syliras gets its occasional cold spells and extremely rare instances of snow. The hotsprings are considered relatively safe so often local children - older ones - can be found relaxing in the soothing waters. The Syliran Knights who patrol the Bronze Wood often make Sacred Arch part of their rounds, so that limits the dangers considerably. The waters themselves are thick with minerals and extremely warm. They do a great deal of good to those with circulation problems, recovering from wounds that have damaged muscles, or the aged which experience aches and pains in their joints and limbs. Sacred Arch is often also considered a special place for couples to steal off too, especially those young and unmarried, and spend some precious time together at. There is a fire pit and sheltered camping spot on the shore of the hotspring that allow for overnight trips.

Voreasos just smiled softly as night came to be. No one was around on this dark night he saw as he traveled here in hopes to relax. He was not really tired but sore and in the mood to be under the stars for once.

He did not wear his black cloak on this star filled night, he just had on his amour and under that his cloth warped around his body like a second skin. His silver hair dancing in the night, his red eyes standing out the most other then his white geryish skin.

He let his feet dip into the hot water as he took a seat on the edge of the springs, his eyes taking in the details as if it was day time. He was not human nor was trying to play human as his eyes could see in zero light and be fine. He had a place to stay if he was bored or he could just climb a tree and sleep there for nothing that would harm him went that high.

The sounds of nature warped around him with the sounds from the hot springs. It felt peaceful but he missed his home greatly. However he would return there one day. Just not today.

[Chaelnomyl]

It had been a long and grueling night for the Akvatari, one that required a dip into the springs to settle down. Arguably the strongest muscles in her body, the lower, furred portion of Chaelnomyl's body propelled her along the spring's deepest parts as she floated on her back, staring up at the night sky above. It was not completely black outside, thankfully, and she'd been outside long enough to be able to make most things out. Still, with a slightly dejected and definitively penisve look about her face, the brown-haired child of the sky and sea floated languidly across the water, tail flipps rising out every now and then to kick back down slowly and push her ever onward while sky blue, dark veined wings flittered softly just beneath the water's surface.

Many ripples echoed out from the five and a half foot figure that was currently laying belly up on the water, short, wet fur reflecting the twilight as her hands were cradling her head, completely lost beneath the mass of auburn hair that spilled out haphazardly into the warm water.

As Chaelnomyl's flippers kicked through the water and her wings forced her to turn around the bend at the lip of the natural bridge that bordered that part of the hot springs, something caught the corner of her eye and she half-involuntarily rolled off her back and into the water, sucking up a massive breath of air in her lungs as she slipped under the water's surface. It was an unceremonious crash; nothing subtle about it - and the breath of air was not to necessarily hide from the pale skinned, red-eyed humanoid at the water's edge, but more to... well, keep herself from sucking in a lot of hot water as she lost her buoyancy and inadvertently was forced beneath the surface. Therefore, it was only natural that moments later the dark eyed head of the Akvatari, and her wings, popped up above the surface once more. There was not a look of surprise or shock on her face, but merely a mild curiosity and a sense of distaste for the encounter - being indivudalists and including the isolation that was normal amongst those of her kind, Chaelnomyl was not exactly the type one would think wanted to meet "friends", or be sociable, or sit down for a nice chat, or... well, anything that would have been normal among humans - a race she mirrored from the waist up if not for the massive bright blue and black wings that were sprouting from her spine.

With a quick analysis of the situation, Chaelnomyl took to dive a little deeper into the water, tail flippers dancing dangerously high out of the water's surface and swam a bit south of where the pale man under the pale light was currently resting, staying well away from his feet with a sense of reserved curiosity. She said nothing, but eventually reached the surface's edge down about a yard from him, and allowed herself to get close enough to the shore to rest her palms on the sand below the water's edge and still manage to keep her head above water.

From there? She studied him, long and hard, not quite sure what to make of it and showing absolutely no reaction of fear or otherwise. Just a mild, undaunted interest - Chaelnomyl was in pursuit of knowledge. She wanted to know it all. This was merely part of that goal.

[Voreasos Alisier]

He was lost in thought before he saw her...She was different he thought as she came closer to him. He saw that she was far from human and really any race that he was seen so far.

He saw her wings, her...tail was the right word he thought as he looked at her as he did not say a word. He could not handle the water so stayed put, he was scared of it really.

She did not say a word, yet he did not either as he studied her. Blue eyes, auburn color hair, and grey like tail with blue like butterfly wings. she also wore an blue cloth around her torso which he guess would be normal for them on some level. He heard stories of such beings but that was just it stories. Nothing real and he never did remember there names due to he never thought he would travel really far from his Nest.

He did not know what to say really, he had no idea anyone was really here and did not occur to him to scan the bottom of the springs for life but here she was. She was pretty but he knew he would look just as odd to her as she did to him mostly. His race stayed close to home and while a few traveled around it was not here nor outside to far lands.

So he just did not say anything at all as he looked at her. Not a cold look, but thoughtful overall. His arms were longer then a human's and hands were larger to but he just leaned back letting them hold him up as he watched her. His black nails digging in the ground slightly.

[Chaelnomyl]

So it would be that the two unlikely strangers would sit in silence for awhile longer as the Akvatari analyzed Voreasos for a bit of a sigh longer. Chaelnomyl was unfamiliar with this type of race, having not ran into those that were but a stone's throw from the spiders themselves, and in the moonlight she could barely make out the defining, distinguishing features that would herald the man's inhuman descent.

It was apparent that Voreasos, too, had spotted Chaelnomyl - though it wasn't like the creature was exactly attempting to hide - and was studying her in turn. Her expression did not change; it remained the same solemn, almost sad gaze that it had begun with, and the Akvatari did not even flinch for a moment as she was studied, though did seem to move eventually once her own observations had been complete. Hands thrust roughly down into the ground with sudden momentum and the sound of the rest of her short furred body leaving the springs met the silence that enshrouded them. Sky blue wings had begun to beat on rapidly to hold her up in the air as water slowly dripped off the currently sleek light brown, slightly spotted torso, those drops only lingering for a moment on her flippers before becoming lost in their journey towards the slightly wet "shore".

Chaelnomyl hovered still quite a deal from Voreasos, unsure of his true intent, but decided that they had been staring awkwardly at one another for long enough and as was usual of that particular Akvatari, decided to ask a very pointed question.

"What is it... then?" Her head tilted to the side as she watched Voreasos for a reaction, tense in her body language, tail curled up into a crescent moon as if ready to bat him with it if he came too close with ill intent. Slender hands that were not exactly without their muscles folded across her torso, fingers lightly grasping at her pale skin. "It... is unkind to stare for too long at another person, you know..." Her voice was slow and methodical, as if every word was calmly picked, constructed, and sent out with a very precise message. Her eyes were not even that focused on Voreasos, except for the idle concern that he might try to attack her or something of the sort. What did Chaelnomyl know of the Symenestra, after all? Even if she did know them, she didn't know this one. And it was dark. That wasn't helping to ease any sorts of fears. Then again, what kind of "ease" could a person have around something whose children killed their mother? Whose very mouth produced venom? Not that Chaelnomyl was necessarily aware of all these things, but... well, her caution was not unfounded.

She was probably hovering about four feet off the ground at that point, just high enough to dart away if a problem presented itself, and low enough to where she could reach the ground again if it became apparent that spider-man wasn't planning on eating her. Ah, for the horrible necessity of conversing and being polite to others. Common Courtesy was something that was kind of lost on Chaelnomyl, as it was not a necessity and therefore she wasted no effort on it. Sure, she was peaceful, but she lacked a lot of tact. That'd become apparent to the Symenestra soon enough, if he decided it was worth speaking to the odd creature of whose namesake was not lost in her somber expression and the slightly sad blue eyes that watched him with a mix of disinterest and curiosity. He was something to learn about. Nothing more.

[Voreasos Alisier]

The lack of light did nothing to Vor, he saw things as if they were in the brightest part of the day. Her details would be better in sunlight yet he had a feeling she could not see him as well. Would she want to if she had the idea he was human and found out he was far from it that might scare her away. He did not want to scare her really but did not want to fight her as well as that tail looked like it would hurt and he had no idea who would win. The spider or bird in this case.

"You were staring first." He simply said in the common tongue, his words creeping off his lips warping around her like some type of cloth be it good or ill. He just pointed out a simple fact really not trying to be warm nor cold. She was not to be food but he did not know what she would be yet.

"I am not going to attack you but I will defend myself if I must. Now up near the cliffs there are areas to have a fire, I find that you are not able to see in this darkness so I am going to stand up slowly and head over there and light them. Can you get some fish from the lake and we can have a meal?"

He would eat the fish raw but she did not need to know that, it would give him time to climb the walls as he would not take the long path when he could just easily climb any surface. He would enjoy a meal with someone and see where things went.

[Chaelnomyl]

Ah for the simplicity of the other races on Mizahar. Chaelnomyl's eyes narrowed for a second as he retorted to her statement. Had she been something of less than an Akvatari, well... Perhaps she would have been offended by his tart replies. He was going to stand up slowly... what was she, a rabid animal? Ignorance must have been bliss for the Symenestra to be so obscenely... uninformed. Chaelnomyl's expression did nothing to change in the least at the request that she retrieve some fish so that they might be able to eat something; only a small sigh left her lips in reply. She probably would have rolled her eyes if she had felt that adamantly about it - but instead the creature merely hovered back over the water and in a display of quick movements, dropped herself back into the waters in some streamline of a motion, tail flickering just out of sight below the water's surface as she went in hunt of fish to amuse Voreasos.

Wings served as a means of steering and the large flippers propelled her on endlessly, though the Akvatari remained as sleek and non intrusive as possible in search of the supposed fish that might have been floating somewhere in the lake. Having no other means but to grasp them with her hands, Chaelnomyl found it particularly difficult to pick up more than one, and consequently ended up tossing the first of the fish up on the shore so that her hands were free for the next scaled would-be meal. When the second one had been caught - and it was no easy feat - scales were slippery in her human hands, frustrating to say the least, though Chaelnomyl was not one to openly express anger or even feel it often... this was just a nuisance, the Akvatari grabbed them both and propelled her giant blue wings over towards Voreasos and his campfire.

Dropping them some bit from the actual fire, Chaelnomyl moved away from them in silent refusal to kill them in violence. Sure, she knew fish would suffocate above the surface soon enough, but that was no reason for her to lop their heads off. Not that she had anything to lop their heads off with...

"I suppose you can take that as a gesture of...good will, perhaps." Her voice broke the silence of the night again, distant and half-hearted at best. "There is... no sense in violence." Chaelnomyl's gaze was too distant just as her voice had been - looking far past Voreasos and his campfire or his fish.

A pause allowed for silence, though not quite enough that would be common between two people who were waiting for the then-silent one to interject. Chaelnomyl's dark eyes slowly returned to the Symenestra, taking in his odd features that would herald his heritage and the necessity of pleasantries once more weighed against her like a ton of bricks. "I suppose it would be polite to make introductions then if I am to share a meal with someone else," She mused, "Chaelnomyl." The name rolled off her tongue as if it were from another language entirely; though in reality it was nothing of the sort. The other, less learned races probably were unaware of that fact and she saw no need to educate Voreasos about that minor detail.

And with that, her flippers touched the ground once more, followed shortly thereafter by the rest of her body. She was supporting herself on her hands as was customary for the Akvatari, and the wings on her back had since grown still. Chaelnomyl's tail was slightly curled up towards the fire, fins slightly off the ground as the brunt of her sleek furred lower body rested happily on nature's floor. The same distant gaze befell her features as she awaited the Spider's reply, half interested, half lost in her own enormously tangled thoughts.

[Voreasos Alisier]

Vor just let a small smile grace his lips as she went into the water, he swiftly moved around the small lake, it would take him a bit of time if he used the trail but he just jumped as he reached the cliffs under the opening part of the semi half cave, his microscopic hairs on his skin clinging on to it as if it was life itself as he moved quickly along the surface as if he was climbing a ladder.

The darkness around him would hinder a lesser race yet his eyes saw the area as if it was in daylight, fire pits that were dead, items to start a fire, bedding's made out of straw. It was rather open meant for a lot of people yet tonight it would just be shared with an Symenestra and an Akvatari. Two races that could not be any more different from each other.

He moved placing small logs, sticks and straw on the used fire pit, a small tender box laying to be used as he played with it. His mind elsewhere as his fingers and hands lighting the small fire, it did not take a mastermind to cause a fire in a well placed area.

The fire did warm him, the light filling out the room, and his looks. He then just waited but it did not take long for her to bring the fish, he just smiled at them softly as they flopped around begging for water in there own way. It was cruel yet he would not behead the little fishes as he lacked a blade other then his razor sharp nails and sharp fangs.

He just looked at Chaelnomyl in more detail not that he did not before, but she was now looking at him in a easier way and would now see a monster or something else. He knew his race was more in stories then anything but the stories all had the same ending. Death.

"You can call me Vor. It is nice to meet you Chaelnomyl." He said as he picked up a sharp long stick as he picked up a now dead fish sliding the stick though the fish from its mouth. He then just gave it to her for her to cook unsure how she liked fish.

As for him he just picked up the other one biting down, his spider like fangs pushing cutting into its flesh as if it was a small soft fruit sending out his deadly poison. He then just tossed it back on the ground, letting time takes its course to soften up the insides for him to eat.

"What brings you here if I may ask?"