The Makings of a Loremaster.

[_Gaelic_ 27]

 

The Makings of a Loremaster

          Within the settlement of Celia'nor the call of a tamed beast echoed throughout the tangled pathways of the village, a familiar signal to the oncoming rising of the sun. A rooster, remaining attentive to it's surroundings as it stood, guarding its brood of hens. Each walked gently upon the grass, beady little eyes focused on any morsel they could gobble up. Though this beast had it's eyes on one particular elf, a peculiar man by the name of Volindil, who sat upon the ground just a few feet away, eagerly scribbling within a journal he held with his left hand. His quill, soaked with ink near the end of the plucked feather, traced upon it's parchment canvas the re-creation of the situation sprawled out in front of it. Volindil's lavender orbs occasionally flicked up from his work, only to stare into the lifeless eyes of the creature ahead of him. "Such strange birds.." He murmured to himself, lips curling into a gentle smile. He slowly set his book to his side, digging his hand around a bag at his side before pulling free a handful of varying seeds and grains. "Here eh... big chicken.. here..." He called out through an anxious tone, carefully extending his hand to deliver this beast his offering.

          The feather adorned creature slowly craned it's head towards the left, taking a single step closer as it's eyes focused in on what could only be described as a feast! "It's for you, buddy. I'm not gonna hurt you I uh.. promise." Volindil murmured, to which the rooster stepped closer once more. The feathers upon it's face shifted as the creature focused on it's upcoming meal, slouching down as it's head darted forward, beak quickly nabbing a single grain within it's maw, before being swallowed down. Soon, the rest of the grain joined the first, the other chickens hurrying over to join in on the feast. "Ahah... wow.." The pale elf offered, lips curling into a wide smile, he had done it! Another creature added to his repertoire, documented and researched for what felt like days now.

          Just as quickly as the swarm had come, it had devoured all the poor elf had to offer, but seemed to wish for more. The rooster, alpha of the famished pack approached first, held tilted in confusion as the once grain covered hand now simply offered an empty, foodless palm. "Sorry I uh.. That was all I brought I can... I can grab you more though!" He exclaimed, before glancing about with quickly reddening cheeks, a look of embarrassment washing across his face. "Er.. yeah.." He murmured, glancing back towards the rooster once more. The beast did not take this answer lightly, straightening it's posture as it looked the particularly confused elf head on. It's wings slowly stretched towards it's sides, flapping once, then twice, and a third time! The creature's gizzard fluttered from the sheer force of such a movement!

          "O-Ow, OW! OW OW! STOP!" Then echoed throughout the likely slumbering streets of Celia'nor, a new reminder for it's denizens of the rising sun, and the new day about to begin.

 

 

OOC NOTES!

 

Hey Fellas. Long time no see! Decided I'd do a bit of creative writing, mainly to flex the ole brain muscles and get back into the rhythm of rp as the skin for my character is created. Didn't really mean for it to be anything serious so, if anyone reads it all the way through, thanks! Happy to stretch my legs again, excited to interact with you all. Cheers.

Edited April 27, 2022 by _Gaelic_