Lonely but never alone

Julia

POSTED: Thu May 03, 2018 1:32 pm

The sweet fragrance of spring grew stronger as the rider neared the clearing. As the grey-green forest opened it became clear why the Sunflower Sunsets had been given that name. The land was dominated by a bright yellow colour that stretched as far as the eye could see. The scent of flowers was sickly sweet in the warrior’s nose. A yellowing fang was shown in disgust. The flower’s perfume could make the task at hand more difficult, concealing the herd’s smell and leaving only their tracks to follow.

Kaeli urged her steed forward and Cain broke into a springy trot. The sky was clear and light beamed brightly over the glade. She covered her eyes with a charcoal hand to peer into the distance more easily. Eyes accustomed to darkness struggled to adjust, but finally they spotted a patch of trampled sunflowers that appealed her as a good place to start tracking the wild horses.

The destrier’s hooves produced a cloud of dust and petals in his wake. The sense of power from sitting atop such a powerful mount brought Kaeli a curious feeling of freedom. She looked herself a formidable force of nature, clad in a black leather vest, matching leather pants and bracers, a light cotton cloak of the same colour, and of course her favourite set of bone and leather jewellery which framed her features with the fangs of defeated foes.

Upon reaching the flattened patch she dismounted lightly and crouched to examine the area and hopefully determine the direction the herd had taken. Above, three shadows circled in the air, silent but for the occasional exchange of croaks between each other. Their eyes were on the surroundings, searching for anything of interest for their Mistress. If a stranger were to approach they would warn Kaeli immediately in a loud manner.
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POSTED: Sun May 06, 2018 3:04 pm

Days had passed in silence, a well deserved break, since she had first joined the Courtiers and the Court. By fate's ruling, or whatever it was that spurred things into action, she had found a place, albeit temporary, that she could call both a home and a sanctuary from the world outside. Of course, there was always the inclination that there were better places out there for her, places she hadn't had the chance or privilege of finding in her short time in this god forsaken place. One of her skills, a skill not quite nurtured as much as she would have liked, was the reason she found herself outside of the Court's borders.

The mule, old and decrepit, did its job of carrying her luggage, as slow and meandering as it was. She knew in some cases that there were aches and pains the old creatures couldn't rid himself of. Pains like arthritis in one of his legs that made it hard for him to continue on for long distance traveling. Of course, that didn't stop her from taking him with her, bringing along both parchment, charcoal pieces and the makeshift basket and board that she planned on using as an efficient flat surface. Most of her equipment was already set up. She had followed the path that led to this area and gone around it at least three or four times within the last few days.

Her fingers, of course, were stained black from prolonged exposure to the charcoal she used to make lines, both straight, jagged, and curved of the different landscapes she had come in contact with. Most of those were sprawled over the parchment itself. She sat beneath the shade of a tree that was already brimming with the greenery brought on by both rain and the warmth of the season. Before her was her woven basket, the wood that made the flat surface of her 'table' and the maps themselves which were still in the process of being created. Her work, not quite as talented as a professional in this field, was well enough that one could get by with it and she was none-the-wiser that anyone was close by, that anyone could be just a hundred yards away.

Perhaps that would have been easier if the wind was blowing in her direction or if she could hear the sound of paws or hooves. Even if she had looked up to see the birds circling in the air above her. The only thing she did see was what was before her.. that and the oaf of a mule that had bent down at that moment to chew at the corners of her parchment, earning a momentary growl from the woman that startled the creature who recoiled back and went to chew at the grass nearby instead of remaining so close to her.
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POSTED: Sun May 06, 2018 8:23 pm

A loud call from the circling ravens stole her eyes away from the ground and up to the tree-line. The revelatory essence of another mingled with the sweet breeze, dog and equine, alone from what she could tell. The landscape worked in her favour, helping her remain largely unseen as the stranger paraded her mule into the open. Kaeli’s lips peeled back to reveal dangerous teeth. The herds had been target of a good number of poachers already; she wouldn’t allow the loss of another horse under her watch.

Toxic eyes watched narrowed as the stranger went on about setting up something akin to a working place. Curiosity began to overcome her suspicion and soon the warrior found herself leading her mount toward the place where the she-dog had installed herself.

”What are you doing out here?” Her voice flowed strong and commanding, her brow arose in an inquisitive gesture. Her eyes scrutinized the other and her belongings, searching for any obvious sign of aggression or imminent danger. The detailed illustrations caught her attention and for couple seconds she stared trying to recognize the shapes that had been so skilfully captured in paper.
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POSTED: Mon May 07, 2018 7:41 pm

Julia hadn't seen, nor scented the stranger before they came into the small clearing that Julia had, herself, chosen. One moment, things were peaceful and her fingers, lulled into movement by memories of her walks around the area, had begun marking down the locations nearest her and her companion mule and the next, she found her head drawn up by shadows that had trampled and crept along the edge of the sunflower stalks and the tree line till they were within a reachable distance. She rose with a start, nearly knocking down her table in response. The figure upon the beast of a horse stood with a fierce, feral quality that the girl had only seen once or twice in her days and in these lands.

Back home, people were fairly civilized. They wore clothes, but then again, this one did too, but they were never feral looking and more dog-like in quality than wolf. Her mother, after all, had been one of the few wolves to find the place and that had only been by her father's design with him being a sailor and her a healer whose gifts were needed for the place that she had called home for most of her life thus far. Her fingers curled around the piece of charcoal and she reached forward to let it drop easily upon her parchment and work space before she gave a nod toward it, quietly inviting the stranger to move closer so that she could examine her work.

In the same breath, she pointed momentarily to her ears and shook her head, the point of her being deaf hopefully reaching the stranger in some capacity. In the whole span of conversation, the mule had only flicked its tail at the trio, chewing and nibbling at grass nearest the parchment and Julia. There were no belongings nearby that would prove to be of any threat but the only real weapon a canine needed was their teeth and claws. One could never be without those, though she looked innocent enough, even kind or defenseless if one gave her a once over. A well combed and groomed mane, blue dress without dark stains from the charcoal or parchment, maybe a little dust and a few holes since it was among her few items.

She looked the woman over before sliding back down to kneel before her work. She only paused to wave the stranger closer.
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POSTED: Sun May 13, 2018 11:31 pm

She found the girl queer from the start. No normal creature, even if distracted, would take that long to notice someone approaching in the open. Finally the girl noticed her and upon regaining her composure conveyed Kaeli closer. She didn’t understand why the other had chosen to ignore her question until another gesture was made. So the girl is deaf.

She took her place beside the dog, crouching as to get a better look of the drawings messily displayed in the makeshift table. Despite her feral appearance and violent profession, Kaeli was able to appreciate talent where it could be found. The depictions of the landscape were so accurate she had to take her time trying to compare the strokes to her memories of the Peninsula.

Despite her curiosity her expression remained blank. Her years at the Outpost had taught her to conceal her opinions when haggling with a trader. If the merchant got the slightest whiff of interest from you the price of that you wanted would only increase. A map was a valuable thing and bringing one back to Salsola would be considered a magnificent contribution to its valuables.

So softly it may have been the kiss of a butterfly she tapped on the other’s shoulder. When pink eyes were on her she gestured with her hands as if she were writing in the air. The meaning should be clear enough. Written letter seemed like the logical way of communication given that words wouldn’t serve and Kaeli did not know signal language.
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POSTED: Sun May 20, 2018 1:37 pm

She wasn't a trader... far from it, actually. Haggling wasn't a pursuit that someone with her disabilities partook of. She didn't have the skill nor the patience to really describe what she wanted when it came to bartering or describing a fair price for her work. After all, some of her maps were simple and meant to include simple details in a small area she was in. Those generally took hours, depending on what she added to them. Then there were those maps that took weeks to perfect, that stretched the span of several weeks of work. Already, she had given one of those away, essentially for free. This one, meant to be a replacement, was already being eyed by the woman who had approached.

It was very hard to tell whether the woman, Kaeli, had any interest in her skill at first. Her blank face gave way to a worrisome fear that she might attack rather than find opportunity in the talent of the girl's hands but Julia kept a straight face if not for smiling politely as she worked before she felt the slightest brush of the stranger's fingers against her shoulder. Her head crooned to look at the woman and, while she tried to understand what it was the stranger was trying, she couldn't gather meaning from the proposed hand signals anymore than the other probably would have if Julia had tried speaking with her outright.

Of course, that was the meaning anyways. Her mouth parted with a small "o" before she stood up, wandered over to the mule who had been chewing and eating at the grass next to her shade tree. She plunged her hands into the small bag he carried and pulled out a smaller roll of parchment. Sometimes she saved scraps from when she cutting her map squares, if the piece was large enough to garner some use later on. She was glad she did in this instance. As she settled back down on her seat, kneeling down before her 'work station' she reached for her charcoal pencil, really just charred wood that had been formed by putting small branches in an old metal box, putting that metal box in the flames.

My name is Julia, she wrote upon unrolling the parchment out, half-turning it so that Kaeli could read it. Her hand writing was not the best. In fact, some of the letters could have easy appeared as others.. Though its meaning was legible enough. She set the piece of charcoal down and turned her oddly colored gaze to the woman.
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POSTED: Wed May 30, 2018 10:50 am

She looked at the younger woman intently as she finally figured out her meaning and produced a piece of parchment to scribble her name in an unseemly but legible letter. She offered a small acknowledging nod before grabbing the writing tool to add her response with a more refined calligraphy that seemed almost out of place from the hand of such a savage looking creature.

A pleasure to meet you Julia. My name is Theia. She paused to offer Julia a smile, trying her best to make the expression look more friendly than threatening. Your work is quite good. Are you from around here? She dodged her main question on purpose, intended in finding more about the she-dog before getting down to business.

Her mind was already considering all the possibilities as she waited for a reply. Rare items were as valued as rare skills inside the Kingdom, acquiring such for Salsola’s profit was a good way to boost one’s reputation. So far Kaeli hadn’t sponsored any new aspirants however she knew she would have to soon in order to increase her influence within the lair of thorns. Julia appeared as a good enough prospect with her abilities, even in spite of her lack of speech.

OCC: Sorry for the lateness <3
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