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- Revian Deschain - 09-22-2009 Revian awoke to an empty hut, and the black darkness. He sat up slowly, hearing a fire crackle outside. He shivered a little at the vagrant breeze that drifted in, but he shook it off, more or less ok. He laid back down and stared up onto the heavily shadowed woven ceiling. He had nothing to do, but go over what little he had been told on the way into this new village; he was temporarily lamed and he was on the back of a larger female for what had seemed like a week. He closes his eyes and breathed in the aromatic smoke that was wafting in from the camp-fire and sighed happily: This was not what he was used to, but he would not abandon it for anything. He giggled darkly at the though. How did he know that this tribe was not flesh eaters? He actually confirmed that by inhaling a new scent: Fish, and very good quality fish at that. His belly growled at him and he groaned a little. It had been a long while since he had eaten anything at all, but fish was his favorite, but being from Greenland, there was never an occasion to have fish. It was odd as well, for he was the only one in his prior-tribe who ate fish at all. Regardless, he knew that he was in no position to ask anything more of these people. One of them had plucked him from death’s jaws and shared their home with him. No one can ever ask to be saved like he was, so he made a vow to repay the tribe and his savior by whatever means he could. He sighed one last blissful time and slunk into a peaceful rest, dreaming of absolutely nothing. - Dawali Amara - 09-23-2009 [html]
Hello! Katie said you'd be joining soon - is she going to take part in this thread, too, or is it just the two of us? You can decide :]
A strange scent had entered the village not long ago, and the red wolf found it uncomfortable not knowing who ad why they were here. Of course, it hadn't been long before he found out that it was centered around Hanna's den, but he had made no move to solve the mystery. If Hanna did have a guest, however, he felt that it was perhaps somewhat inappropriate not to announce it, but to keep him in her hut - for it was definitely a male. Hanna was a fresh member, and it wasn't that he didn't trust her, but until she had truly established herself in the tribe, she should perhaps be more polite than this. Then again, Dawali trusted she had her reasons - Hanna had seemed very much capable of assessing any situation when they had talked, and she didn't appear to be one that acted before they thought. Now, he moved towards the den of his new-found tribesmember, interested in simply unraveling his worries. They were probably unneccessary - he hoped they were. It was hard for him to know whether Hanna was home or not - her scent was all over the place anyway. Stopping at the door, Dawali knocked a couple of times, shark sounds reverberating through the structure of her den. "Hanna, are you in there?" - Revian Deschain - 09-25-2009 I would probably need Katie here to help explain everything, and help Reeve there with his injuries. I'll try to keep posting up as much as I can here. And I know that this one will be a little choppy at first, but I’ll get better. Revian Blinked "There is no such Luperci here, just I, Revian. " . He sat up and looked towards the door and nodded "But if it is the one called Hanna that lives here, I must thank her anyway possible" He reached out for the male, as if to shake - Susquehanna - 09-25-2009 [html]
[/html] - Dawali Amara - 09-27-2009 [html]
OK! Dawali addresses both now; I guess Hanna can explain quickly, so the attention of this thread lies more on Revian?
Sorry for the little wait. Word Count: 355 The male's voice rung through the door, and Dawali listened, intrigued. Who used the word 'luperci' in common speech? It only added to the idea that this Revian was from elsewhere, where perhaps that word is more normal. Again, Revian spoke, and now Dawali found it strange that he did not know Hanna by her name. His face wore a puzzled look just as Hanna strode around the structure, taking a firm hold of the situation. In a sense, that was comforting to him; he'd been utterly confused, if certain of his authority, and at a loss at how to deal with the male and understand the situation. Luckily, Hanna somehow established some calm in everything, striding in and simply announcing that they all had to talk. That was, after all, the part which Dawali felt uncomfortable. He was glad that Hanna felt responsibility that strongly; he respected her greatly for it. The male stood in the doorway with his hand outstretched, and Dawali shook it gingerly, but politely. He never really understood that gesture, but he would follow such conventions if brought to him. Hanna invited him in, them all in, and he replied to this; another meaningless convention. "All right. Oh, furs are fine." He himself had only three chairs, odd things, which he had manufactured himself. They were crooked and strange-looking, but he did not mind. He did not mind furs either. Once inside, he lowered himself on one of them, and turned his attention to the male, Revian. "I am sorry for not introducing myself - my name is Dawali, and I am the chief of this village." Pausing, he could not understand what kind of relationship the two had. Friends knew each other's names, yes? "I wish you would have told me we had a guest, Hanna." A slight reprimand, and an indirect inquiry for information. Unusually subtle for Dawali, a man of direct speech. Though his could have meant he was angry at the female, his face was not; it shone with the usual politeness and gentleness that he harbored towards anyone. Few had ever seen him look differently. - Revian Deschain - 09-28-2009 [i] Sorry about the Lupricy thing, I kinda figured that we were beyond the word people at this point. Anyway, sorry for the wait, I’ve had to take care of some family business rather recently, but I’ll try to keep up Revian simply nodded after he took his paw back from the other male, obviously the leader here. “Well met, Dawali.” Once he saw Hanna moving the furs, he shook his head and chucked “ No thank you, I’m fine here. But thank you for the crutches… Hanna” He had spoken the last word rather off-handedly, as if he were a child just learning to speak. It was the name of his almighty savior, and he would never lose it. He did however, straddle the cot he was on and sat up as strait as he had dared to, he was stiff from being comatose for so long, so his back let out a loud ‘Crack!’ as he did, causing him to fall off of the cot in shock, yelping as he hit the ground.. - Susquehanna - 10-02-2009 [html]
[/html] - Dawali Amara - 10-03-2009 [html]
This is quick and dirty as my taxi is here in ten minutes oO
Also, don't worry about the luperci thing. Dawali the character thought about it, but that doesn't mean I OOC'ly criticized you. It's perfectly fine to say that, but to Dawali it would sound strange, because he takes for granted that everyone is a luperci - he's so used to it. Hanna explained, and the red wolf nodded as he listened. He would trust her, of course, and Revian seemed like (so far) a perfectly capable and polite person. The red wolf also understood the urgency of pregnancy, but his point was still valid: it was even more of a reason that she should have told him, so he could know and deal with it while she was gone. Because she was gone. 'Nevermind it', he thought. It didn't really matter now, seeing as he was here and the matter was being explored. Dawali's gaze was directed at the injured male and his eyes studied him curiously for a moment before he spoke. "So, Revian? Unravel the mystery." A wink played in the corner of his eye as he spoke now, his mood now lifted by the passing of the more unpleasant parts of this encounter. - Revian Deschain - 10-19-2009 Well, sorry! Marit, please add my yahoo to whatever messenger you have so we can talk OOC so I don’t blunder into anything else like this. And do you think I could see to Rev getting his own house soon? (I’ll PM my IM to you, Marit) Oh, and do you think that you can change my title from “Red Wolf “ to “grey wolf” I changed it on his profile 10/19 No Idea if I'll be able to post again in awhile, outlook is a little grim. But I'll try . Revian sighed and looked into the (Center of the circle or Fire pit?) and sighed “ I wish I could, Dawali. I have no Recollection before Hanna plucked me from the Beast’s teeth on the coast line. I was half-hoping that one of you would know, but no matter. I just know my Name is Revian Deschain, and that I can drop almost anything at a distance of two-hundred and thirty meters with that cross-bow there” he points to a fierce looking weapon and the barb-tipped bolts to match. Revian could not read it, but there was an old Norse battle-hymn carved along the length of the stock. He hugged the knee he could move towards him and rested his head on it, looking like he was about to fall to pieces. He breathed deeply for a few minutes and then sat back up, flattening his leg back out “Please forgive me…. It’s distressing to try and recall what isn’t there…” he trailed off before a single tear dropped from his cheek and hit the ground with the weight of the world. After what had seemed like an eternity, he shook his head and looked up into Dawali’s eyes , hoping for an answer… - Dawali Amara - 10-20-2009 [html]
Katie gave me your IM-address, so if you see me on or see my add just go ahead and accept me, and I'll help you with anything you need (if my add didn't work, try adding me: M-bernt [ at ] online.no ).
He listened intently as Revian explained - or attempted to explain. From what Dawali could tell, the male seemed to suffer from memory loss or something, seeing as he could not remember. But his looks were certainly exotic for these lands, and Dawali found trust within himself, for the male. When he mentioned his skill with a bow, Dawali smiled broadly; he'd always found working with bows and arrows to be particularly satisfying. His smile soon disappeared, however, as it was clear to him that the male was struggling with his new-found consciousness in a new-found world. The Kalona would not know how it felt to be in such a situation, but he didn't imagine that it was easy. Sitting in silence for a moment, after Revian's apology rang in the air, Dawali made no comment on anything. This would be the type of situation when his obligations to the old ways sang clearly to him; one should offer a home to those who had one, and give what companionship and trust one had to those who needed it. He hadn't cared much when all these ideologic thoughts and opinions had been fed him as a young male, but now when he sat in the leader's chair he understood much better; with the position he held came a great opportunity to help those who needed help, and that was what he could do right now. He kept his distance, refusing to impose on another male's problems, but instead he spoke. His voice was normal, with a hint of an offer in it. "I see. Well... Revian, you are free to stay among us until you have recovered —and after. If Hanna has come to trust you, then so will I." Even if Hanna was a fresh member, she had proven that her mind was on the same level as his own. - Susquehanna - 10-28-2009 [html]
[/html] - Revian Deschain - 11-23-2009 Thank you, Marit. And you too Katie. My life has been rather hectic as of late, but I have a system in place to keep me posting as smoothly as possible, against the conditions. Anyway…. This is it. It’s rather unpolished, but it must do for now. 11/23 Revian nodded and perked his ears up a little, but smiled back rather darkly, saying “I a, sure that I wouldn’t now know how to get back to wherever it was I came from. And I am also sure that there would be no place for me there…” he shook his head and chuckled for a bit, realizing that he probably was better off detaching his past from himself than to try to reach it. He looked to Dawali with more resolve now, saying “ I must get a house of my own as soon as possible. Hanna has healed me well enough, and I thank her from the bottom of my heart.” He nodded as low as he could while sitting. “but I would take my leave of her as soon as I reasonably could. “ He leaned over to the cot with his good arm, and worked himself up, standing with the crutches. Revian nodded and perked his ears up a little, nodding over to hanna “Help me up then, please. These crutches are too much for me to take.” |