Delwyn Szarvas | Elvian
Companion to Kerf the Incense Elkrin
Caratacus the Golden Humming Bumble
Tags: Scyanatha | Seth Corvus
Upon reaching the shelter, Kerf shook his plumage, showering Delwyn and Seth in more water. Delwyn quickly took shelter in the cave, dragging the two Elkrin inside. Beneath the rock overhang it smelled of loam and fresh rain. The Elvian blinked, his eyes adjusting to the shadows. In the center of the cave was a circle of stones around a heap of charcoal. As he circled it curiously he realized it was an old firepit, like the ones he'd seen Oskar construct.
Delwyn set about removing Seth's cloak from Burnie. Freed from the cloth, she shook herself dainty. He cast about for a place to put it, and eventually laid it out on a rock to dry. Delwyn considered removing Kerf's makeshift blindfold, but then thought better of it. “Oskar's going to have questions about why his shirt is sopping wet...” Delwyn muttered, fingering the wet cloth. Burnie made a chuckling sound. Now that she was closer, the elkrin doe decided to investigate the sleipnir further, politely sniffing his nose, and perking her ears towards him.
Someone had thought to drag a log into the cave to serve as a makeshift seat near the fire. Delwyn took a seat and began to ring out his long hair with his hands. “Quite a rainfall!” he exalted. “What I wouldn't give to be snug in a cottage with a warm cup of tea.” He sighed at the lovely thought. A cave in the middle of nowhere was as far a cry from that as he could imagine. “Still – there's something to be said for being out in the thick of an adventure, isn't there? Though it is more wet then most of the stories led me to believe.” He began to press and squeeze his garments in an attempt to dry them.
Oskar Airgead | Wolfkin Halfborn
Companion to Burnie the Fallow Elkrin
Tags: Scyanatha | Enda Guaire
Corinesse | Iris Weri
He was studying the newcomer closely, and so Oskar was startled as the big dire wolf padded up to sniff at him. He took a step back in surprise, then glared at the wolf, annoyed that he had been taken off guard. The halfborn glanced up at the wolfkin on sleipnirback. “And what are you doing here?” he asked, trying and failing to keep the confrontation from his voice. She could just be another traveler who was waylaid by the bridge. It was a major road in this part of the country, he reminded himself. He could already hear Delwyn chiding him to stop being so suspicious, but Oskar couldn't help that. His whole life had taught him to be wary of all strangers. It was far better to be cautious and potentially ruffle a few feathers, then it was to trust blindly and then find yourself tricked, or robbed, or worse. “You picked a bad time to go traveling,” he grumbled, hunching his shoulders against the rain. At this point he just wanted to find Delwyn and get under some shelter.