Kintla Flatlands than anything you've ever seen

ooc: would you mind fading this out in your next post - or if you have time, we could swap some quick posts and finish this next week?



If Osprey had been at loss of what to do with having Burke for an acquaintance, then now she had finally found use for him. He was good at fishing - of course - he could be lying, but then again he was old enough not to boast too much about things he could not actually do. There was edge of truth in his voice, therefore she believed him.


"No mermaids or sea-dragons?" she pretended to be disappointed a bit by the modest fisherman's tale. They were exciting not because they were true, but because they contained such amount of exaggerations that they were simply fun to listen to. "You will teach me fishing," she announced a moment later - she was not asking, she was stating a fact and expected him to agree.

"I taught you story-telling last time," Osprey reminded, feeling smug that he owed her something. The fact that her logic and reasoning in this case was a little odd did not matter to her. "Your turn to offer something in return."