[Open Topic] Getting Acquainted

[Conor]

65 Winter of 509 AV

When he complimented her with her beautiful eyes, she turned away to cover up her blush. Conor decided not to react on that, and when she had regained her composure she simply said “Thank you.” Conor smiled at her, when she continued to tell him about the Kelvic; “You don’t separate them, we look exactly like the same,” she said. “Other Kelvic can normally tell when one of their kindred is near, but you’re not a Kelvic, so you’re out of luck.” “Hmm”, Conor muttered. “I guess I won’t go eagle hunting anymore then,” he smirked. “I wouldn’t want to shoot you,” he added.

She listened as he stated that he wanted to fly. “You could fly, with training in the magic of morphing, but it’s complicated, and I’d doubt you’d want to go through such an ordeal,” she replied. Conor laughed out loud. “Great!” he cried out. “Another goal for in my travels!” He couldn’t help but smile. What if she spoke the truth? What if there was a chance that one day he could fly as well? In his mind, Conor added that goal to his list – oh boy, what a lengthy list that one was – and he drank another gin. He was getting a bit more loose now, now that the alcohol was rushing through his veins. He had minor problems finding the right words and he felt a little bit tired.

Someway, Conor felt obligated to tell his secret, now that she had entrusted him with hers. Besides, she seemed really honest… There was just something about her – and it wasn’t just the alcohol he had drunk nor was it her attractive looks – that made him trust her. But despite that, Conor still didn’t feel comfortable to tell it. He took a deep breath, drank some more gin to gain some courage, and then said: “I have a little secret of my own…” he said. “I sneaked away from my father’s camp when we were travelling to Syliras. That’s now two days ago…”

[Conor]

(This post was made with the authorisation of Rai, because she is leaving the site for a long period of time.

65 Winter of 509 AV

She seemed to be a bit preoccupied with herself when Conor told her about his new goal. It was like she wasn’t even listening to him when he told her his secret. “What’s the matter?” Conor asked. It took her a moment before she had found the proper response: “I just realized that I have to go, I’m really sorry,” she uttered. “But it’s very important.” Conor nodded, it was about time that he left as well – before he was too drunk to even find the exit. “Conor,” she said whilst she stood up. She was a bit wiggly due to the gin – she clearly wasn’t a fulltime alcoholic. “I don’t know why you ran off from your dad, but I know you had a good reason,” she said.

Conor nodded again, thankful that she had listened after all. “We should meet sometime,” he spoke. “We do,” she said. “But I can’t meet you anywhere in the next four months,” she said. Conor was shocked, four months was a heck of a long time! Fate was a cruel thing, it made him meet one of the kindest and most appealing persons he had ever seen, and then it made him loose her. But somewhere he understood. Besides, he would be chained to the road for the next couple of months – if not longer – so he had a busy schedule himself. “I’ll see you then…” They both didn’t know where they would meet, but somewhere, deep inside, Conor had the feeling that they would meet again.

He drank the rest of his gin in sorrow. Why did she have to leave for so long? That was one of the questions he would ask in four months. Four long months… But as he left the tavern, he realized that he would meet many interesting people on his travels, and that it was impossible for him to meet them all again. That was both one of the nicer and the more regrettable sides of travel. He sighed, and continued his walk down the streets, ready to learn more about this interesting city. After all, he had plenty of time to learn all about Syliras.

[Tarot]

Conor +2 XP Interrogation Lore of Kelvics (Partial) Laeraix +2 XP Interrogation Lore of Drunkenness