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Adelric The half-child returns from the beach over a period of days, allowing his travel to proceed at a leisurely pace, taking his time in exploring his surroundings. A creeping vine- look at the way it climbs up that young sapling, the way it wraps tight, curling its tendrils around the branches, trying to squeeze the very life out of its host. Does the plant know that if it kills its host it will kill itself? Does it squeeze just tight enough to hold on, or does the plant it climbs grow stronger bark to prevent the assault of its parasite? Mysteries… And then, as he tromps through the mud and closer to his mountainous home, he wonders what would happen if he stopped moving. Would the muck harden around him, hold him to the ground, freeze him where he stood, leaving him to starve to death in its moist clutches? Or would he be able to break free, to rock and sway until the dirt crumbled around him, climb up from its depths, and call himself a free man? Do all of his thoughts revolved around such macabre subjects? Behind him, Tobias purposefully dances through the least damp areas of mud. He does not mind Adelric’s musings and thoughts, but he does not wish to be the subject of some dark experiment either. His careful steps make Adelric smile- one of the only things that actually does- as the pair finally reach the sentinels that mark the entrance to their home. Giving them a sidelong glance, the half-child starts to proceed past them and then suddenly stops. It’s not like he has anything important to do… Meandering underneath the one that is closer to him, he begins to investigate, trying to whittle out any mysteries from within. How does it work, what sort of magic causes the cogs to twist and turn the way that they do? Who is the master of these creations, and what are these creatures really capable of? His brow furrows and his smile turns to a frown, his mind flying through thoughts, many of which he relays to Tobias for safekeeping. And so the curious pair are to be found, noses buried in the bellies of the great sentinels. @[Ulrik] i can't be your knight in shining armor |
Permission granted to use magic or physical force with Adelric at any time for any reason to any degree, with the exception of killing him.
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