Recent content by Argós

Argós had the small impression that the stranger wasn't going to play fair. Why, it's the gem you're holding in this exact moment! What else would it be?! However, it was just a small impression, and the golem repeated, pointing at the precious stone this time: "The gem you're holding right...

That made sense. Even Argós, a golem who was constantly busy with mining ores or selling gems, wished there was more than one exercise per day. Before the "Daily mathematical exercises to annoy you throughout one year", there were other books, and it was very common for him to get multiple...

If life had a soundtrack, Beethoven's "Rage over a lost penny" would be probably be playing at that moment. That's because there's no fitting piece for when something of high value is lost in the streets. "Where?!" The fast speed of the music, its' cartoonish feel, its' aspect is that of a...

Argós took the book from Nuir's hand in a normal pace. However, his eye (yes, eye) was visibly anxious. For the stone golem, it was almost as if one of his secrets had been revealed, even though that book was far from being a secret. Hidden would be a better term for it, since, in the cities, he...

Right. Argós wasn't very specific enough. The golem knew he wasn't very good with words or interpreting the daily people's words. Probably because words weren't how he would get to the next day... Though, that affirmation had its' problems. That's because he did know how to read; in fact, he...

The stone golem became even more fascinated with the elf. Argós had a somewhat wonder-like curiosity over magic; it was alien, not alien enough to seem horrifying, but alien enough to catch his attention. Magic was like a dancing light that changes colors in the the middle of the dark, distant...

A healer... Well, that guess was somewhat close, wasn't it? Argós little did know about the job, but what he did know (and, potentially, what everyone did know) was that healers used quite a lot of different types of plants. They have plants for this, plants for that; seemly everything could be...

Argós initially got uncomfortable with the elf getting closer to him. For a moment, the golem thought he was going to attack him with... what? He already arrived at the conclusion that the stranger had no weapon of sorts. In fact, now that he was able to see him clearer, the stone being thought...

Argós inclined his head. Well, that wasn't the sort of stuff someone who intended rob him would ask, would it? The elf seemed more of an innocent person who got curious about seeing a golem eating cheese. Makes sense. Many people seem to think golems don't eat. Even though Argós wasn't a very...

While eating his cheese (it was somewhat soft, had a sweet flavor), Argós looked around to spot where the voice came from. He eventually saw the source of the voice: a somewhat short male elf of white skin and white hair. The golem assumed he was an elf because of the pointed ears. He seemed to...

And so Argós stopped. He was walking, walking and walking and nothing of finding a city, a village or even a building of someone who was living in that forest. The green trees of long trunks and exposed roots filled the scenario instead. Large rocks with moss and bushes of all sizes accompanied...