Recent content by Osuin

After wiping the sweat from his brow, Osuin realized that he could've done better on the hammer throw. Much better. He’d managed to move the thing a fair distance, but he'd also seen plenty of other throws with far better form. Those reached much further. Most had swung the hammer around several...

Roll: 4 Well, he had made alright time, though not quite good time at the woodcutting event. He'd overestimated how far raw might could carry him. In hindsight, he concluded that he'd have done better to pace himself for the task, which required more effort than a single burst of strength could...

A himbo contest. Osuin no a clue what that was. Nor did he know whom had left this invitation tucked beneath his door, but they really wanted him to attend. The letter was rather persuasive, and encouraged Osuin to look further into the event. The hearts were a strange touch, and though it...

Her comment elicited a grin from Osuin. He'd seen a side of her that was substantially more cheerful than he'd known she was capable of, and her self-aware quip was a comfort to hear. Clearly more than just some cranky woman, Monroe had shown another side of herself that was usually unseen...

His sheepish grin turned into one that was more genuine at her admission. Given her usual disposition it didn't seem surprising, not that he'd tell her that. He'd been in her position before often enough that he couldn't help but empathise with her. Her reaction made it endearing in a way –...

Osuin's initial reaction was a hearty smile at words he'd initially considered to be playful banter, before the tone took a darker turn. His amused expression faded to one of perplexed confusion, speechless for the moment as she mentioned stabbing a tomato. “Ah. Heh.” Osuin let out a nervous...

“Well, I suppose you could always cook by boiling.” Osuin replied. It was much harder to char food that way, albeit rather limiting in what food one could cook. “Cooking with oil helps too, but overcooking ruins pretty much any meal.” He added. He'd learned the hard way, and his first attempts...

Monroe appeared amused enough at his reply. Osuin had quite unhesitatingly recited his full, typical routine. He was pretty sure he’d covered it all. After so many years in the order, they had become rather entrenched. Osuin was, among many things, a creature of habit. Train, study, fulfill...

Monroe gave a brief reply, telling that there was more to her story that remained unsaid. Osuin listened as he took another swig of ale, wondering what circumstances she spoke of. She implied more than mere abandonment of the town, but she didn't expand any further. Between that and the fact...

“Memories to revisit?” Osuin replied. He wondered again if there was more beyond her words about the abandoned town she'd been raised in. Osuin merely added a nod. He could not say the same, his childhood of destitution and neglect was one he had gladly put behind him. Life then was bleak and...

“You’d think so, huh?” Osuin remarked with an amused smile. Both had been with the order for some time, and though Osuin had seen her around the monastery grounds before, he hadn’t actually met her, nor spoken to her before today. To see her open up as she had was like meeting a new knight for...

Monroe took a swig of her drink, as did Osuin . It took her a moment before she responded. "Maybe. No true titles... but the town I grew up in before coming to the monastery... was called Cathmore." She continued. Cathmore might have been no city, but it was a town and ought be notable enough...

“Hah, turning your talent into a source of drink.” Osuin commented. She’d been far from the first to do so, gifting like this had caused trouble in taverns ever since taverns had been a thing. Of course, this was a substantially friendlier environment. The price of a beer had been a bargain to...

“Few things better to warm on a cold winter’s day. Or to cool on hot summer day. Ale goes well with a lot.“ Osuin quipped in response, set on the idea since it had been mentioned. He stepped along with Monroe in plodding footsteps that packed snow beneath his weight, leaving the blades of his...

“I must say, I’ve accomplished more today than I expected.” He still had a long ways to go. Despite Monroe’s mistake, it was clear that she displayed superior skill that he too, wished to emulate. Even in his moment of bitterness, Osuin had believed in her, and she had certainly shown him true...