December 19, 2024, 10:04 AM
Neither, she’d said, with a hint of repressed pride in her tone. A quirk twinged at the edge of Ulfric’s lip, “Lucky you then.” Unfortunately, he hadn't shared her fortune — but the gods could always be crueler. The mercenary’s graying muzzle furled along his words with a subtle frustration, not directed toward the stranger before him but of being reminded of Brightreach’s detestability. “A word of advice then, bluejay,” Ulfric remarked, “as it is best to stay clear of those lands, they are best left behind you as quick as a fox’s trot. It’ll offer you nothing but disappointment and deceit.” Though, somehow, the disgruntled traveler could tell she’d already had a sense of such things. Perhaps from his exhaustion and tone.
Bright glass-blue eyes followed the blue roan woman as she’d grown closer, stepping around him like a vulture’s death circle. He’d lost sight of her for a moment, shifting his body to follow the stranger’s gait. She was a curious one, albeit rather covert about her line of questioning. Ulfric’s tail curled loosely as he’d turned to fully face her once more, drawn to her silent siren song. “I had business, and such is done.” He replied, curt and short enough. Noblemen were rather frantic when it came to the secrets of their pack's problems, and the nomad had no desire to be criticized for letting out details of his ‘work’.
Then, a soft chortle, “Shouldn't a girl like you be off wandering in the meadows, singing to the birds and catching the eye of a brigand?” He would not blame her if she’d taken offense to his accusatory tone, a dry spell of sarcasm that often left others feeling taken aback and falsely ridiculed. Another deep exhale blew from Ulfric’s lips that tempered from a scoff, leaving clouds to seep through the air. His short ears remained open, moving only to the sound of the stranger’s steps and voice.
Bright glass-blue eyes followed the blue roan woman as she’d grown closer, stepping around him like a vulture’s death circle. He’d lost sight of her for a moment, shifting his body to follow the stranger’s gait. She was a curious one, albeit rather covert about her line of questioning. Ulfric’s tail curled loosely as he’d turned to fully face her once more, drawn to her silent siren song. “I had business, and such is done.” He replied, curt and short enough. Noblemen were rather frantic when it came to the secrets of their pack's problems, and the nomad had no desire to be criticized for letting out details of his ‘work’.
Then, a soft chortle, “Shouldn't a girl like you be off wandering in the meadows, singing to the birds and catching the eye of a brigand?” He would not blame her if she’d taken offense to his accusatory tone, a dry spell of sarcasm that often left others feeling taken aback and falsely ridiculed. Another deep exhale blew from Ulfric’s lips that tempered from a scoff, leaving clouds to seep through the air. His short ears remained open, moving only to the sound of the stranger’s steps and voice.
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not my friend but i wont say no - by Gjalla - December 19, 2024, 09:26 AM
RE: not my friend but i wont say no - by Ulfric - December 19, 2024, 09:38 AM
RE: not my friend but i wont say no - by Gjalla - December 19, 2024, 09:40 AM
RE: not my friend but i wont say no - by Ulfric - December 19, 2024, 09:45 AM
RE: not my friend but i wont say no - by Gjalla - December 19, 2024, 09:55 AM
RE: not my friend but i wont say no - by Ulfric - December 19, 2024, 10:04 AM
RE: not my friend but i wont say no - by Gjalla - December 19, 2024, 10:18 AM
RE: not my friend but i wont say no - by Ulfric - December 19, 2024, 01:04 PM
RE: not my friend but i wont say no - by Gjalla - December 19, 2024, 04:11 PM