dusting off an old voice, thinking about demeleier

[guised]

We have known each other over many dozens of moons, and this past respite was long. It has left me feeling anxious and uneasy. Those who know me are welcoming us there, and I believe I can reside there harmoniously. While there is much strife to be found in that place, it is nothing I haven't learned to adapt to at home.

And so, I entreat you, dear mun - calm your worries and remember your confidence. It's unbecoming for us to falter over such mild concerns.

Comments

[pastelle]

You seem to be more calm about the hullabubble-oo of going to a game than your player is. You look like a skilled ninja, so why don't you prove your skills to her so she calms down?

[guised]

I don't believe she is worried about my combat prowess. Although, perhaps that would work. Muns can be fickle.

[demonarch]

Oh, please do try a little harder to make the place sound less boring, won't you?

[guised]

Boredom implies peace. Peaceful, it is not.

[demonarch]

Well, now we're getting somewhere!

For a servant of the goddess you're a little too eager to call yourself 'harmonious' with that, do you not think? Doesn't your forté lie more in snivelling and clinging to her dress, praying that she'll keep any harm at arm's length — or do you consider yourself one of the special ones?

[Haha yeah so clever!! He's so smug it hurts to look.]

[guised]

A poor listener is a poor conversationist.

I know not what you mean by "special," and so I cannot answer.

[eyesofbeast]

Mine won't shut up about you. [Hi Sheik meet grumpypants]

[splitthetimeline]

[This golden beast heartily agrees with the guardian, though he can do little to vocalize it save sit there with a big, friendly doggie grin. Which is more than he usually gives his pupil.]

[guised]

Flattery ought to be appreciated, even if it is undeserved. Please pass on my regards.

[guised]

[the wolf piques Sheik's interest and he holds out a hand, offering his smell.]

...Aren't you a friendly creature, for one with such nobility?

[splitthetimeline]

[The wolf was quite large, being half again as big as the biggest wolves were naturally, and this showed when he stood up and approached to sniff eagerly at first the hand and then the rest of Sheik. The smell of the boy that hid and guarded his Princess was not one the Shade had ever learned in life and he was very curious to know what secrets it might reveal.

He does, at least, hold back from being too friendly as some other canines might be. Mostly, he sniffs at hand, knees, and feet.]

[guised]

Ah...

[very friendly indeed for something so large. he tried not to move too much lest he startle the creature.]

Do I interest you, friend? I'm naught but a simple Shiekah.

[eyesofbeast]

Yeah.

[Link, use your words.] He... really wants you to come to Demeleier. I don't know why. [It's not his favorite place to be...]

[guised]

I'm sure it's because of the potential for us to meet?

[eyesofbeast]

Yeah. And so you can meet the old Shade.

[guised]

I am unsure of... what to think of him. How I will think of him.

[eyesofbeast]

He might hide from you. He hid from me for a while.

[guised]

Why did he hide?

[eyesofbeast]

I don't know. [He can't figure the guy out!]

[guised]

There is something strange about him. It emanates from his soul, like fragrance from a new bloom. A nostalgic feeling... one that gives me pause, for some reason. Perhaps it is I who ought to hide from him.

[eyesofbeast]

He's not bad. Just grumpy.

[guised]

[smile.] I'll do my best to stay on his good side, then.