RP channel logs: Aewrin, Kemeron, Noran

[RP]: (Noran): With much ado and with the usual dusting-off that comes from being thrown out of a city, Noran stood with some wincing and peered over his shoulder at the rapidly-closing gate of Sendar out of which he had just been thrown.
[RP]: (Kemeron): Poring over some bird guts, Kemeron pokes a bit at some intestines, muttering to himself.
[RP]: (Noran): His blue robes now covered in some of the worst parts of grime, Noran muttered something to himself and meandered off the path and into the forest so as to find a stick suitable for a walking-stick; he doubted as to whether he'd be able to return to reclaim his horse.
[RP]: (Aewrin): Sticks gathered for the fire, she stands, biting her lip. Glancing uneasily around her, she places them in a neat pile, then squints at the sun through the trees.
[RP]: Kemeron looked up to see a man walking off the forest path, and nodded to himself. 'Not quite as expected, but it could match the Augury.'
[RP]: Kemeron watches to see what the man does.
[RP]: Noran rummages around for a suitable stick, of his height and thickness. Seeing none, he takes instead two sticks, of suitable circumference but each only half the desired length, and watches them carefully, peering around himself.
[RP]: Kemeron lets his tools clang against each other as he stands up.
[RP]: Aewrin hums quietly to herself as she picks up her knife and starts to skin the rabbit she'd caught earlier.
[RP]: (Noran): At the sight of the other man, Noran starts and tenses; he became nervous around people and therefore, as if to hide some guilt or crime, drops the pair of sticks and smiles, mute.
[RP]: Kemeron says 'Is something wrong?'
[RP]: Kemeron says 'I'm sorry, did I startle you?'
[RP]: Noran says 'N-no, I'm just looking for a suitable walking stick, and as none could be found I, I thought to fashion these two together, foolish of me'
[RP]: Aewrin tilts her head to one side and listens. She is sure .. no, it was nothing. She sits, her back to a tree and continues to skin her rabbit.
[RP]: Kemeron says 'Ah, do you need any help?'
[RP]: Kemeron says 'I have... skills with wood if you need the help.'
[RP]: Noran says 'My horse is still in the city, and I expect not to retrieve it therefrom at any remarkable time, and as such' he steps on a ground-laying branch and it snaps with some volume 'as such I had thought to walk my way to... Camaar'
[RP]: (Noran): This was, of course, a lie.
[RP]: (Aewrin): Her rabbit skinned, she hangs the pelt to dry, then skewers the rabbit on a stick. After some fumbling and cursing, she manages to start a fire. The rabbit roasting, she is about to sit again when a snapping branch causes her to freeze.
[RP]: Kemeron says, pointing to the main road, 'I believe that Camaar lies that way.'
[RP]: (Aewrin): Her dagger drawn, she silently walks toward the sound, being careful not to step on anything that would reveal her presence.
[RP]: Noran nods, and walks off in the direction indicated by the other man, and looks back over his shoulder frequently.
[RP]: Kemeron says 'But you needn't go yet, I can help you with that staff.'
[RP]: Aewrin crouches down behind a skinny tree. It doesn't hide her, but their backs are to her. She waits, wondering if she should just head back to her camp.
[RP]: Noran turns to look at the other man, who had offered to help him fashion a staff, and in so doing, with said turn, notices some movement behind a tree. He starts, shaking, and points a trembling finger thereat, wide-eyed.
[RP]: Noran says 'I... thought.. something moved.'
[RP]: Kemeron coughs lightly, and turns around to look where he points.
[RP]: Kemeron looks behind the tree, and sees a small girl, inefficiently trying to spy on them.
[RP]: Kemeron says 'Do you have business with either of us, little girl?'
[RP]: (Noran): With neither of the other's attentions perceived to be focused on him, Noran thought to seize his chance and began focusing his Will.
[RP]: Aewrin curses and, dagger in hand, steps out from behind the tree. She regards the two men carefully, then, slowly, walks backwards, one hand out behind her to feel for trees and bushes.
[RP]: Kemeron also begins focusing his Will.
[RP]: (Noran): At the sight of (AE) looking at him, Noran goes wide-eyed and loses his focus;
[RP]: Kemeron clears his throat.
[RP]: Kemeron says 'Come forward.'
[RP]: Kemeron says 'I won't hurt you.'
[RP]: Kemeron puts one hand behind his back, and extends the other, still with Will focused.
[RP]: Aewrin freezes. Clutching her dagger tightly, she shakes her head and continues to walk backwards, glancing over her shoulder occasionally, but keeping a watchful eye on the two men.
[RP]: Kemeron says 'Come, why were you watching us? Be honest, I'm a Rivan. I like that sort of thing.'
[RP]: Aewrin trembles slightly. I h..heard a n..noise, she stutters. Her voice is light, barely audible.
[RP]: Kemeron takes a step forward, hand still extended.
[RP]: Aewrin needs no more encouragement. She turns and bolts into the bushes, sheathing her dagger as she runs.
[RP]: (Kemeron): Concerned that someone was watching his auguries, Kemeron runs in pursuit.
[RP]: (Noran): With both now paying no attention to him, Noran feels confident enough to gather and release his will. He had heard of greater sorcerers turning to various animals, and with no particular animal in mind, Noran simply said, go to release his will. At that moment, a squirrel ran by, and ere long, Noran was a small, beady-eyed, gray-tailed squirrel.
[RP]: Kemeron scarcely glances behind him, unconcerned about the timid man behind him - the auguries would have warned him of a threat.
[RP]: Aewrin glances over her shoulder to see the large Rivan chasing her, then yelps as her foot catches a stray root and she hits the ground hard.
[RP]: Kemeron instantly grabs a free hand, and yanks her to her feet, jumping back again quickly.
[RP]: (Noran): Squirrel-Noran hops from branch to branch overhead, watching the altercation below. 'This is great. What freedom!' he thinks to himself.
[RP]: Kemeron says 'I don't like talking to people who're lower than me. In your case, I'd have to stand you up on a box, but not given that, I'll settle for you standing up.'
[RP]: (Noran): Without the possibility of fellow human notice, Noran feels somehow freed.
[RP]: Kemeron says 'So, what was the trouble back there?' Kemeron backs away again, hands away from his belt.
[RP]: (Aewrin): Her eyes wide, she backs away again, this time stopping as she hits a tree. Her hand goes to her dagger of its own will, drawing it. Her eyes shift from side to side, looking for an out.
[RP]: Kemeron releases his Will subtly, ordering, 'Please, sheath your weapon'
[RP]: Aewrin slides her dagger back into its sheath without thinking about it. She tenses, ready to run again.
[RP]: Noran runs down a tree in front of (AE) and, thinking mischeviously to have some fun, leaps onto the Augur's shoulder.
[RP]: Kemeron jumps, tense from the situation, and shakes off the squirrel. 'Not one, but two spies, little squirrel.'
[RP]: (Aewrin): Taking advantage of the squirrel, Aewrin tries to run again, this time around the Rivan and his furry friend.
[RP]: Noran takes off and runs after Aewrin on 4 stubby little legs.
[RP]: Kemeron pursues again, grabs her, and throws her to the ground. 'I told you I prefer to speak to people at my height, but let me cut to the chase - you keep trying to run from me, and that strikes me as suspicious, as I have done nothing to you but offer you my hand, and pull you up from the ground. Now you are on it, and I ask you - why were you watching me, and why do you now run?'
[RP]: Kemeron glowers angrily.
[RP]: Aewrin squeaks and hits the ground. She trembles, tears welling in her eyes. I'm s-sorry. She squirms, trying to roll away from him. I w-wasn't spying. I h-heard a noise I told you.
[RP]: Kemeron turns quickly to a soft voice again, and asks quietly, 'then why run?'
[RP]: Aewrin trembles violently. B-because I'm afraid.
[RP]: Kemeron says 'Child, there is no need to be afraid,' Kemeron sermonizes, 'simply answer straight-forward when a person asks you a question, do not run.'
[RP]: Kemeron lifts the girl up yet again.
[RP]: Aewrin pulls away and glares at him, lifting her chin proudly. I'm not a child. She steps back again.
[RP]: Kemeron attempts to cover himself, saying, 'I'm sorry, it's just a phrase we use around my old... school. Just that we are...' Kemeron grasps, 'all children, on some level. There was no insult meant.'
[RP]: Aewrin nods. It's .. okay.
[RP]: Aewrin brushes herself off, still keeping a wary eye on the man.
[RP]: Kemeron says 'Now, I'm sorry we seem to have gotten off on the wrong foot, probably from mistakes on all sides. Would you care to walk with me?'
[RP]: Kemeron begins to walk back in the direction of his forgotten auguries, remembering the need to erase their marks.
[RP]: Aewrin eyes him suspiciously, her hand automatically going to her dagger hilt. She doesn't draw it, however, but instead follows him, walking quickly to keep up with him.
[RP]: Kemeron walks in silence, hoping to make the small girl uncomfortable, so as to make her speak first, and thus glean information from her.
[RP]: Noran pokes his nose out of the leaves and scampers off after the two
[RP]: Aewrin stops suddenly, remembering the rabbit. Oh no! She turns and plunges into the bushes, headed for her campsite.
[RP]: Kemeron picks up the tracks from her running easily, following broken branches in the bushes, and calmly tracks her, unwilling to chase her yet again.
[RP]: Kemeron picks up the sticks along the way which the strange man had earlier dropped.
[RP]: Noran chases silently after the two runners
[RP]: Aewrin stops, cursing. The rabbit had burned. Muttering curses under her breath she reaches for the blackened corpse, burning her fingers in the process. Belar! Glaring at the offending rabbit, she tosses it aside.
[RP]: Kemeron breaks through the brush, and scolds her once again, 'One should not chastise the Gods for one's own mistakes. They don't like getting blamed for other people's problems any more than we do.'
[RP]: Kemeron says 'They have their own problems to deal with.' Kemeron continues, muttering, 'though they seem to have no qualms with making theirs our own...'
[RP]: Aewrin spits. Blasted rabbit. I forgot about it. Still muttering curses, she ignores the rumbling in her stomach. She turns to say something else, then sees a little squirrel in the bushes. Her eyes light up.
[RP]: Kemeron sits down and watches, making a show of carving elaborate notches in the ends of the two sticks.
[RP]: (Noran): Not sensing any danger, Noran, as a squirrel, walks nonchalantly into the camp and sniffs at the dead rabbit.
[RP]: Aewrin watches the skinny squirrel carefully, then reaches for a rock to throw at it. She is hungry, and the squirrel looks like a good snack.
[RP]: (Noran): The "squirrel" turns around to sniff the corpse and sees the girl lift the rock. Without thinking, he makes a beeline for her legs.
[RP]: (Kemeron): As Kemeron watches the girl and the squirrel, he quickly announces his presence again, and declares, 'So why do you run so much?'
[RP]: Aewrin squeals and drops the rock as the squirrel runs at her. She takes a few steps to one side, hoping to avoid it.
[RP]: Noran tries to turn but overcompansates and runs smack into the Augor's foot. He reels.
[RP]: Aewrin says 'W-what was that?'
[RP]: Kemeron says 'Why do you run so much? People, Squirrels?'
[RP]: Kemeron begins to judge that perhaps this girl was the one in his auguries, rather than the no-longer-present man in robes, and mentally damns, not for the first time ever, the Gods for their vagaries in prophecy.
[RP]: Aewrin says Squirrels bite. She thinks for a moment. And people .. well, people are mean. And a lot bigger than me.
[RP]: Kemeron says '...and? '
[RP]: Kemeron searches for more, feeling that this can't be all.
[RP]: (Aewrin): Her eyes narrow. And.. nothing. I'm just .. afraid of people. She shrugs, but her eyes tell a different story. She is lying.
[RP]: Kemeron says 'Well, that's unfortunate,' Kemeron says, deciding not to push the issue further. Kemeron then pushes the two sticks together and mutters, 'one.'
[RP]: Noran hears the sound of (k)'s sorcery and looks up at him, startled.
[RP]: Kemeron looks down at the squirrel at his feet, and realizes that the girl is indeed a chance encounter - the squirrel was likely the one he was meant to meet.
[RP]: Kemeron hastily carves a squirrel in the head of the new walking stick, relying more on his will than his skill, and hums to himself as he carves.
[RP]: Aewrin looks at the man carefully, then reaches for her bag. She pulls out a couple strips of dried meat, then sits and begins to eat.

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