Recent content by Voe

"Hmm, you do talk a lot." Voe replied honestly but not unkindly. Merely stating a fact. "I like it when others talk. I don't find I have much to say that often. You have me caught in a rare mood. I don't mind talking I just, never find I have much to say." He stopped talking and kept walking...

"Does that mean he thinks I belong to you?" He asked genuinely. Voe was not particularly given to teasing. "Are dragons given to seeing things in such possessive ways?" He cast his gaze up and followed the hovering shape of Ketu as it made its way in a long arc around to fly over them...

It was after a few long minutes of comfortable silence that Voe's curiosity got the better of him just as Ketu passed overhead. His great shadow darkened the path for a second before releasing the morning sun again. "What did Ketu say to you?" He might have guessed if he was taken to idle...

Before he replied Voe got up and stopped Phelaia from spinning, affixing the shovel himself. "I was a foundling. The first thing I remember is being alone. I don't have a family, well, maybe Cassiane. She's like a sister I suppose. Human but, yeah. There, all set." He gathered his things and...

Voe smiled. "Actually, they are round and soft and most are no bigger than myself." Her idea of taste being tied to ferocity was an odd one but perhaps that was normal in Malakath. "They're prairie hen eggs. Common on grassy flatlands. Short fat birds that don't fly but they're fast, can outrun...

"You think? It's mostly breakfasts. I don't like to brag but I think I've gotten pretty good at them." It was nice to share that, hopefully they would be enjoying nice breakfasts together along this trip. "You can teach me if you like. I only know solitaire so I'm likely as bad as you are."...

"You didn't." Voe did what he liked and did not sweat the small things but he did instantly regret how terse his reply may have sounded so he tried to amend it with the next answer. "It's ham, which is meat from a pig. They're common where I come from but I suppose..." Looking about he noted...

Voe supposed there some truth in Ispir's statement. Getting over any challenge in life starts with acknowledging it first. In that way he reasoned to himself that it might not be so long until Ispir overcomes it. "Hmm. Yes that sounds about right." Ispir's in distance that he was no hero kept...

"Figure it out, hmm." It was then Voe noticed her hands and that she, unlike him, did not clip her talons. "If you like, that ones yours." Voe was not going to insist upon anything right now. Least of all who gets what eel piece. They began to sizzle pleasantly in the pan and Voe returned to...

Voe and Otho started moving out as soon as Ispir saluted. "Come along then. We're burning daylight." Part of it was to not chuckle to much at the display. He wondered how he would survive being this entertained. "It's okay to be afraid you know and not being a fighter is not a failing. For all...

He could not help but laugh a short huffing laugh that caught it's way out of his composure as he brandished the skillet he held in his own hand. "Well look at us. Like we don't know one end of a shovel from the other." It was funny, in a strange land with a stranger he'd spoken more of...

"Really? Cassiane said that about me?" Voe suspected this was not entirely true. Not because he was above compliments but because Cassiane was twice the warrior he was even on his best days. "That's a kind thing for her to say but I suspect she was being kind. I'm good but I'm not the best."...

Watching Phelaia get up Voe stayed quiet through he asking, probing into his wants. Ironically he had been somewhat misunderstood so he searched his head for words while Otho took the blast of hot air in the face and wiggled his fin-like ears. still vying for a piece of eel. In a moment of...

"Cutting off a trolls head is useless, if it comes to that you freeze it and we run." Voe was utterly serious. "And I don't do flips Ispir what gave you that idea?" Bemusement entered his voice. The idea that he would be so flashy was preposterous. That was best kept for storybooks. "I did...

It was like Phelaia described. Voe had a powerful urge to forget breakfast and... indulge. "It's more than that for me. I've spent my life overcoming my instincts and urges." He flipped the hams in the pans then let it rest. Sitting his elbows on his splayed knees. "I learned not to run when a...