coaxing the words from the earth and the dirt

p. Idrieus

POSTED: Sat Dec 24, 2016 6:08 pm

he's snooping somewhere in the Ruins with a pretty coat .u. (+500)

The mottled man sought beautiful things in the grip of a barren winter.

Primrose had opted to stay inside during the cold day; her girlish form, despite doggish fur, was not structured to weather through snowy expanses. His sister was content to clean or read in their humble home, and Bayani was glad to leave her to her stories. But he simply could not join her. Upon his attempts, his chest had bubbled with a cabin fever, his color-shattered gaze unable to remain on one dull task for longer than moments. Rose was quick to notice it and sent him away with a suggestion. Geodes. She wanted him to look for geodes. The thief could not help but feel enlightened by the idea, even if the world outside was encapsulated by frost and naked, skeletal trees. He would go to great lengths to adorn his palms with objects of pretty appearances, most significantly when his sister asked them of him. And so he pulled his furred coat tight around his blue-smattered shoulders and stole into the brightness of midday, magnified by the reflective properties of the white snow that littered the kingdom's expanse.

Geodes were most prominent in unusual places, as they were unusual rocks. But the strangest location that Bayani could think of was the Ruins themselves; surely such a collection of strange crumbling things could contain what he sought. His first areas of investigation were the solitary stone walls that littered the edges of Salsola's heart; remnants of structures that once held grandeur. He found many stones that thought held promise, but upon further inspection found them to be just that; dull, unexciting stones. The Grimm was not discouraged; his mother had often searched for weeks for a stone or a gemstone worthy for her to create as jewelry or art, and to she he owed his endless patience. It was purely what he attributed his success as a criminal thief towards; it was an art, he thought, to recognize the precise moment to reach one's fingers into a stranger's belongings without suspicion.

Hours passed him by. The sun climbed its way slowly across the slate-gray sky, but Bayani did not notice. He traversed fallen buildings in their burial sites of snow and dirt, weaved his way among barren trees, and crept his way into solitary areas rarely crossed by Salsola's passer-by. Yet not a single rock with the insides he was seeking had been found. His sense of loss was beginning to silently creep into his fingers when he noted an oblong object half-buried beneath snow and the ugly cropped figures of ancient bricks. The wolfdog picked it up as he would the most precious of objects in increasing excitement, eyes glittering with anticipation at the apparently boring rock's rigid outside. Without premonition, Bayani thrust the stone against the sharpened corner of a broken brick and witnessed it crack in two different places. When his dark fingers pried it open, a gorgeous interior of violet shades presented themselves to glitter enticingly in the sun. The geode lay open in his palms, and the Salsolan could not help but smirk with ill-concealed victory at what he had stolen from the earth's grip.

Bayani Grimm
Salsola
The Family (NPC)
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Ann
Luperci

POSTED: Wed Jan 11, 2017 10:48 am

Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me

Idrieus spent much of her time in the ruins, at least when she wasn't working on her training with the paladin. The bulky male had offered to take her on, or at least to help her learn some while she waited for a proper teacher. Artemisia could teach her more on how to use a weapon, but even she didn't seem to be around all that much. She could be patient though so long as she had something else to occupy her time. Even cleaning was something she had taken to in order to cure herself of boredom. It was hard finding things to do, especially with Cirsium hiding somewhere for the winter. Neither of them was going to see the black bear come back until the spring.

Today however, something had caught her eye. From one of the many library windows, she spotted the spotted male moving about the ruins. It was hard to tell what he was doing, but from what she could see, he was observing the structures of the remaining buildings.. or rather even just some of the pieces that were left. Was he looking for something or perhaps he was just interested in the structures themselves.

Stepping outside of her home, the dog woman began to follow along behind him, blue gaze focused on him and what he was doing. By the time the hours had passed away, she was starting to become more annoyed that he was doing nothing else. Once he had finally picked up the stone, moving over to break it along the brick, she stepped out of the shadows. Her arms crossed as the tip of her tail gave an annoyed flick, "All of that wandering around was just for a rock you planned on breaking anyways?" She could not see the gems that rested inside, but so far this had seemed like a useless task and just a waste of her time.

+300 words.

Idrieus Eternity

Salsola
The Paladin
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Salena
Luperci The Price for Freedom More than a Warning
Karma's Gonna Come Collect Your Debt
smiles of plated GOLD

POSTED: Fri Jan 20, 2017 1:15 am

(+473)

In his subconscious, Bayani was aware of the presence of an extra shadow.

However, in his declarative mind, the thief would be unable to recall such a realization. Perhaps, within Salsola itself, the wolfdog did not believe that danger would fall upon him, or maybe he had already determined that his creeping follower beheld no intentions of causing harm. Certainly, should they have such an intent, there were many more dark and secretive places he had searched beneath that would provide superior cover, but no surprise attack had been sprung. It did not concern him, so the skill of his mind was fully focused on the task at hand, distracted from the trailing woman. However, as hours past, he completely forgot the feeling. Who would be so dedicated to follow for hours on the Family member's seemingly fruitless quest?

It was very suddenly that his eyes were taken from the rich purple hues of the geode in his hand to the earthy tones of a woman arising from the shadows of the forest, an apparently annoyed question parting her lips. His only indication of surprise was a hesitation in his response and a quick blink as well as an uncharacteristic jerking his muzzle towards her figure, unexpecting of the sudden revelation. He recognized the Salsolan, but noted he had never held a full conversation with her before. He supposed this would do, even be it under odd circumstances. "Idrieus." He said, voice's timbre unreadable.

With a definitive click, the man closed the rock in his hands, sealing up the intriguing insides to instead display the less-than-comely rough exterior. It was clear the lady hadn't seen the true gem that the average hunk of a stone kept secret, but this he could work with. Removing himself from the crouch he had been positioned in so far, Bayani rose to his full height and walked a handful of steps towards the blue-eyed lady, his tall collie ears flicking with the subtle but satisfying sounds of his toes crunching over snow. "Indeed it was." He agreed, and then tipped the object in his hands so that it was fully obvious to her. Just an ugly and unexciting thing on the outside, Bayani offered a white-toothed, mischevious smile before he pulled apart the cracked pieces with a flourish of his wrist, revealing to her the sparkling, deep-violet, gemstone interior. "I like to break them to see what they're made of. Pays off in some cases."

Retreating the object of value from where he'd extended it in his hands, Bayani's mismatched eyes glittered with the reflected light as he examined the geode's interior, finalizing his satisfaction. Closing the cracked rock with another click, he looked back to Idrieus, though his head was tipped in a curious manner, very dog-like. "Why did you care to follow for so long?"

Bayani Grimm
Salsola
The Family (NPC)
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Ann
Luperci

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