Recent content by Trahaearn

He blinked softly, watching the whole exchange as the group, he assumed a group given the sounds, seemed to track down the remnants of his meal. He was very near to chuckling when the bowl bandit turned and noticed his gaze. The flurry of activity nearly made him jump in the ferocity with which...

It took an enormous amount of effort to refrain from stealing a better glance at what approached him. Something instinctual inside him screaming to see what was coming, but his rational mind knowing if he moved, he would never catch sight of the thing. ...things. There was more than one. The...

He listened to her words, slowly associating the things she said with what she meant. Neighbors didn't know him, strength hadn't returned, it had rained, all a recipe for trouble should he stray too far. Not something he planned to do given the circumstances. He watched her go, his eyes...

She turned and smiled at him, her question making him wonder briefly it his words his surprise, or merely seeking an explanation. When she spoke of going out this morning, the unintentional answer made him relax. He had not slept through the day. The dough she was working on smelled wonderful...

He listened idly as he waited for sleep to come to him. It swept him away without notice, his sharp inhale of breath before quieting the only sign of his slipping into slumber. He woke when the pot was set to boil. Fingers flexed first, straightening his back as everything woke from the deep...

The ingredients she listed off sounded familiar, but nothing that jogged his memory. She informed him that it would relieve the pain, and for that he was grateful. At least this time he would be able to fall asleep quickly rather than trying to distract his mind with some inane thing. "A little...

His head throbbed, like a headache that wasn't pushing into danger of a migraine, yet relentless with making it's presence unmistakably known. At first sleep was not easy when the calm of the room took over with her leaving. Being outside had made it easy to ignore the annoyance, but with...

Trahaearn nodded to Ash. "He is the worst of us here. Mine is merely a harsh burn..and a stab wound." He informed her quietly. The other was far worse off than he was, and the most in need of help when it came to medicine. He wasn't going to waste time the other man needed with petty wounds in...

The woman approached the pair, and Trahaearn addressed her. "The losing side of a battle." He looked back and forth across the men that shambled about. It wasn't such a strange thing one supposed when the land knew more battle than peace to see men muster and slowly march away from a one sided...

He held the book in his hands as she spoke, and the tale sounded interesting. Her question made him gauge the size of the book, and he was certain they wouldn't be able to get through the story in one sitting. "It seems a fairly big story." He answered, and she paused in her excitement. She...

She seemed almost lost in the possibility of his reading the books to her. It was likely one of the few things she had enjoyed with her mother, and even just being allowed to hear them again was something she was probably not going to be able to have for sometime if he figured right. She looked...

"I appreciate that. I doubt I would be able to chase any of them off should they get in." He laughed at himself, thinking what a miserable sight that would have been to see. "I will at least enjoy listening to it certainly." He couldn't argue with her being safe given her time here. He knew...

She jumped hard enough to make him regret alerting her to his conscious state. Aside from hitting her elbow, she also nearly choked on the piece of bread she was eating, and it took significant effort for him to remain in the bed as he was. He distinctly disliked being at such a disadvantage as...

She did little to entice his curiosity further, and it was very near though not literally killing him to remain silent as she ate. Was it for him that she did not eat of the broth? Or was that a choice of her own habit? What was she thinking about? "Something on your mind?" He blurted, not...

He assumed she had replied with a yes, just in her own native language. She told him to rest, and reassured him that she would not be long. He gave her an affirming grunt as he settled onto the bed. Some time had passed, and while he couldn't tell what she had done, her clothes were certainly...