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[New day, new town, and hopefully new opportunities. Specifically opportunities to make some money because Zel and Emery’s funds have been running kind of low after their most recent misadventure. This has meant a temporary separation while Zelgadis goes to look for merc-type work and potential cure leads and Emery goes around chatting up the locals without terrifying them.
Or at least that was the plan, until Calanthe showed up.
By the time Zel gets back to the inn, Emery’s still busy talking to Calanthe in their inn room, although the conversation’s just about wrapping up. If he’s perceptive he might even catch a bit of Emery’s words.
“...some funds this time? ...Seriously, is that it? He’s always such a cheapskate. …Okay I got it. I’ll see you later.”
A few moments later a woman wearing a green cloak exits their inn room. Her hood is up, partly obscuring a pale face and hair, and she barely spares anyone a passing glance as she drifts down the hallway.
Emery is still standing inside the inn room looking pensive, but when Zel enters he’ll give him a bright smile.]
Oh! Hey, Zel. Did you manage to find anything?
Or at least that was the plan, until Calanthe showed up.
By the time Zel gets back to the inn, Emery’s still busy talking to Calanthe in their inn room, although the conversation’s just about wrapping up. If he’s perceptive he might even catch a bit of Emery’s words.
“...some funds this time? ...Seriously, is that it? He’s always such a cheapskate. …Okay I got it. I’ll see you later.”
A few moments later a woman wearing a green cloak exits their inn room. Her hood is up, partly obscuring a pale face and hair, and she barely spares anyone a passing glance as she drifts down the hallway.
Emery is still standing inside the inn room looking pensive, but when Zel enters he’ll give him a bright smile.]
Oh! Hey, Zel. Did you manage to find anything?
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on 2024-07-24 12:55 am (UTC)I grew up in Stoyard Valley! Have you ever heard of Hill & Dale Printing? My dad's one of the Dales. I grew up with access to all the little chapbooks I could get my grubby mitts on. And I don't have any siblings, but I've got a fair amount of cousins that lived nearby, so I had them to play with as a kid. Though even when they weren't around, I had my friends to play with too.
[Shocker of shockers, the attractive, confident kid from a well-off trade family was pretty popular.]
Oh, and every auntie and granny in town absolutely doted on me. I'm astonished that I never got any permanent marks from having my cheeks pinched constantly.
[This is accompanied by a woebegone look cast in Zelgadis's direction and a forlorn touch to his own cheek.]
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on 2024-07-25 06:42 pm (UTC)Do you still keep in touch with them? [or was that a completely removed point of contact in his life? how did all this fey business work with someone who already had a life well lived?]
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on 2024-07-25 07:43 pm (UTC)My dad knows I'm travelling, but I think it's better if he doesn't know about all the fey stuff.
[And before Zel has time to maybe prod for more detail, Emery whips out an uno reverse card.]
What about you? You've never really told me about your family besides Rezo. For all I know, he could have found you under a cabbage leaf.
[...Or built him in a lab, but the cabbage leaf is a nicer mental image.]
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on 2024-07-25 09:23 pm (UTC)...Blood relatives? Just Rezo. My parents died when I was young. Don't remember them.
But Rodimus and Zolf were more family than that priest ever was.
[slight embellishment due to emotional scars, okay? sure - Rezo never starved him, always kept a roof under his head, got his lessons in academics and magic covered...
but it's Rezo.]
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on 2024-07-25 09:48 pm (UTC)Rodimus and Zolf? They were your former teammates, right?
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on 2024-07-25 10:12 pm (UTC)[he keeps his eyes forward, his tone a touch rigid, the way it does when he's talking around things that he's sensitive about.]
They're dead, too. [thanks Rezo.]
So, no. No family to visit.
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on 2024-07-25 11:05 pm (UTC)Emery wants to reach out for Zel's hand, but a stony chimera walking brusquely on isn't easy to get a grip on. Still, Emery doesn't back off either, staying close to Zel's side and his voice remaining calm as he asks:]
What were they like?
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on 2024-07-25 11:21 pm (UTC)what were they like? it's already been a couple years, hasn't it.]
...Rodimus was a battlemaster. He taught me how to wield a sword and other implements, though he favored axes. He was very even-tempered, but never too soft, since he expected me to work hard enough to survive the things I was putting myself through.
[of the two, Rodimus was most certainly the more fatherly in stature and demeanor...and in how Zelgadis remembers him.]
Zolf was a sorcerer. I practiced my spellcraft under his tutelage. He was... [he makes a face.] Wound up a bit too tight. [IN BANDAGES. LINA.] Hot-headed and defensive. Passionate, I guess.
[like an overeager brother, always in his court, ready to throw hands for him.]
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on 2024-07-26 12:13 am (UTC)Even-tempered Rodimus and passionate Zolf...]
So you were somewhere in the middle, huh?
[...And Emery thinks Zel probably falls closer to the Zolf side of the spectrum, but hey. Zel definitely has his cool-headed moments.]
I bet you were real cute as a kid.
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on 2024-07-26 01:09 am (UTC)no subject
on 2024-07-26 01:29 am (UTC)I guess Zolf and Rodimus never told you because you were the kind of kid who would take offence at the idea of being considered cute instead of being taken seriously.
[Emery, by contrast, was one of those kids who 1) knew he was cute, 2) revelled in it, and 3) would shamelessly use it to manipulate adults.
He grins.]
Of course, the problem is that your seriousness and stubbornness would only have made you cuter~
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on 2024-07-26 01:32 am (UTC)jeez, he can feel Emery's grin. it's annoying how endeared he is by it now.]
Who cares? And--and why are we talking about that anyway, huh!?
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on 2024-07-26 01:48 am (UTC)You were the one who started on the subject of our pasts~ I think this direction was inevitable, really.
[What, were you expecting angsty revelations or something? No. Only Zel-bullying. By calling him cute.]
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on 2024-07-26 11:39 am (UTC)no subject
on 2024-07-26 04:26 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2024-07-26 05:33 pm (UTC)How's that work? [will there be tricks? there are often tricks in the stories.]
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on 2024-07-26 06:48 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2024-07-26 06:57 pm (UTC)flatly:] And when they do find out I'm a chimera? [what then!!!]
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on 2024-07-26 07:10 pm (UTC)Maybe not to non-chimeras.] That would be rude. And anyway...[Emery levels Zel with a more serious look.] Anyone who's already gotten to know you would realize that doesn't make you a monster.
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on 2024-07-26 07:49 pm (UTC)...Guess we'll see. [look. it's not a scoff, at least.]
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on 2024-07-26 08:15 pm (UTC)Then how about this? Once we get to the next village, you get to be the one who does the talking!
[Won't that be a treat?]
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on 2024-07-26 08:32 pm (UTC)How many towns are along the way to your target destination, again?
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on 2024-07-26 08:46 pm (UTC)[Okay, maybe not that many if they're gonna mostly be travelling by boat. But hey.]
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on 2024-07-27 01:06 am (UTC)[just what he wants: more socializing!
at least Emery will be there to course correct...even if that in of itself might be a bit emasculating. Zel should be able to handle things on his own! and he CAN...when it's haggling, negotiating, sizing up enemies or targets...not...small talk.]
Until then...let's see how far this road will take us before we see town lights.
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on 2024-07-28 10:46 pm (UTC)Seems like we're almost there. Ready to meet some people?
[Whether Zel is or not, they're drawing close. The road curves, the treeline breaks, and...
To say it's a town might not be entirely accurate. What they've found is a rocky glade intersect by a stream flowing from a spring and cliff at the southeastern edge of the clearing, with a bunch of people camping out in the area. There are a few permanent structures, most of them close to a spring, but otherwise it's an assortment of tents and wagons.
The glade is populated by various fae sorts, but most of them are small, wrinkled folks with high, pointed ears, and skin and hair all the colors of the leaves- rich vibrant greens, dull reddish-browns, and various shades in between. Common goblins, in other words.
(Most of them appear to be unarmed, but not all of them.)
Emery takes an automatic step forward, already intending to greet the nearest cluster of goblins eyeing them (and their swords) warily, but then remembers the assignment he'd given Zelgadis and instead turns to Zel and looks at him expectantly.]
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