Recent content by Grayhorn

The green skinned human escaped from most of the flames. Good. Grayhorn would feel bad if he accidentally burned him to death. He wouldn't be doing his job as a mercy-nary right. Scare and show mercy to bad people. That was what he was suppose to be doing. The green skinned human was scared...

The actions of the green human confused Grayhorn. Knocking away the shovel made sense. No one liked to be smacked even if they were bad and deserved a smack. But the green human got right in front of him and swung his axe towards Grayhorn. A dangerous thing to do! You could cut someone that way...

The short human new friend didn't answer Grayhorn. Not here to help dig the holes. More work for Grayhorn then. He had the body in the hole and was about to cover it up when there came a yell from the wagon, which was not a wagon. A human female was hiding and hurt. Short friend was making her...

Manual labor. Grayhorn was the best at it. The humans had always told him this. He knew it was true because they gave him their more toothy smiles. The ones called a "sneer." Smiles meant happy and good, and the bigger the smile the more teeth that would show. So the sneer was the best smile...

The new boss was strict. She told Grayhorn to not sit on the wagons. To not stand near the horses. To stop talking to everyone. Very strict. His job was to look big and walk behind the wagons. Something about scaring off bad people. It sounded like sword seller or lancer freer work. But it...

New friend responded! Grayhorn smiled his sharp toothed smile at them still. They were smiling back so he should not stop. But what did new friend's actions mean? They didn't speak to him when he gave his name. Had he done something wrong? Were they not giving him their name because he was...

New friend began to point. At them self. At Grayhorn. No words though. Seemed like new friend didn't walk much. That was fine. Some people were not talkers. Grayhorn didn't talk much. But he also didn't have anyone to talk to most of the time. Was that new friends problem? They didn't have...

Grayhorn's new friend smiled to him! He had done it! They were feeling better now. They also put mud on one of his horns. It must be a local tradition for friendship and thanks. He must be respectful and do the same for them. So the komodi smiled to his new friend while he gathered up some...

The komodi had reached his new friend fairly quickly. Then he just stood by them and waited. She seemed busy. Best not to bother them. But he could help if they needed it. Yes. He would help if they asked or looked like they needed it. Eventually his friend moved and a bit of their mud cover...

Humans had told Grayhorn of a place of mud and water and treasure! Great treasure. Treasure for a komodi. It was exciting news. He was sure to thank his new friends who had told him and made his way off to this treasure mud bog. Perhaps he could find what he was looking for there. At the least...

The key that the komodi had won found itself inside of the coals. This happened because Grayhorn was so shocked at having gotten a second riddle right. Was he smart? He was certainly feeling smart right now.... But then he remembered the key in the coals. No, he was still as smart as he was...

The komodi looked at Ezra Archiva when he attempted to hand over the coins and just blinked. Grayhorn had not earned coin. He had not guessed on the riddles. That was the point right? That was why the coins fell. So instead of taking the coins he just let the one who had earned them keep their...

Grayhorn took his prize then followed the smart ones into the next room. He could not read what was written on the wall and so just stood there mutely as they all began to name off things. Then the coins began to fall and he watched them curiously. He had heard Alliria was a city of coins but...

The komodi blinked when the door shivered and opened up. Did doors do that in the damp places of human cities? That did not seem right. He was a builder and had never heard of anyone making doors like that. This strange door kept him preoccupied for a bit until he suddenly realized there was a...

Humans were strange things. Grayhorn had been lost in Alliria for days now and all the directions he was given just kept taking him to places he didn't want to go. One lead him to this house full of people laying on the floor with a weird smelling thing in pipes. Another took him to a place full...