Sleepy Fox Hollow dark shades of blue

It is not far. He grumbles softly, and silences to listen to the man's tale. Being a more basic creature, Revui usually finds conversation superfluous when action can be more effective, but he is placated by the free meal and listens as attentively as he can. The idea that one might become enfeebled over time is not new to him but he does not like the sound of it. Better to die in battle, he thinks. It does not sit right with him to think of being old, weak, alone, and dying without someone else's blood on his tongue.

Merrick got you on some task? The stranger probes, and Revui shakes his head.

My woman ignores me, spends all her time sleeping in the dirt. With the current climate of their conversation this sounded much more dire than necessary, but words were difficult for the warrior. I want her, but she does not want me, so I wait and I wander. It is almost romantic, except, the young man is merely speaking of lust and the disconnect between himself and a new mother with stronger priorities than sex. Another thing he does not understand.