07-03-2020, 01:46 AM
Leosin was gone. He had taken himself away on some other business after she'd been rehabilitated some and brought to Waterdeep. His promises ran through her mind.
"I'll see you again, someday, buddy! If you need any help? Seek out the aide of Lady Remalia Haventree." He looked down to her with a cheeky smile, "Remi will help you out, especially if you ever want to get serious about that offer. I hope you do someday-- it's always good to have people you can trust working beside you."
The little note that he'd scratched down on a loose piece of paper weighed heavy in her tunic pockets. It seemed to brush against her feathers, even though Koh knew it was just her mind playing games with her.
Like the idiot she was, Koh had found herself pacing outside of the Ulbrinter Villa for upwards of two hours. She was legitimately surprised that the town guard, or the constable, or whatever kind've authority that they had in this strange city, had not been called on her for interloping, loitering, or just being generally creepy. Instead, she had left the city behind entirely, travelling alone, on foot, and to... anywhere really.
"Honestly, I wouldn't've blamed them." Koh snicked to herself, snorting through her bill.
Instead of making any world-shattering decisions, the recently-freed dacelan had opted to decline her one and only friend in this current material existence to, instead, amble aimlessly about the countryside. Koh was not even a day out from Waterdeep and she was already beginning to wonder what in the sky's name was she going to do with herself. Her goals were overwhelmingly undefined in this brave new world of land, grass, stone and tree.
Thus! Instead of fully worrying about it, despite herself, Koh found herself leisurely strolling along picturesque and pastoral Long Road, nearing the end of day one of three towards the settlement of Amphail. Seeing what the material plane had to offer, watching the sun go down, dodging caravans on the road, and playing Gumnut loud and whenever possible seemed as good a place as any to start.
She hummed to herself as golden hour began to take hold of the land, a crisp yellow glow bathed every space in a warmth that made her feel a little homesick. She hardly noticed as her feathers glided over the strings of her lute, offering a serene sound to the painter-worthy landscapes.
"The world really is somethin' else..." Koh's eyes crinkled in a smile.
Just as she breathed in, anticipating a swelling key change in her song, her eyes widened and she stamped her hand on the Gumnut's strings, silencing the lush melody with a discordant twamp against its body.
"Oi." She spoke aloud, "What's that all about?"
Swallowing hard, mood dampened in shock, she padded off the road and into the tall, extra golden, grass. Two weird looking gray... feet(?), attached to legs, attached to a whole body of some kind of person, thing, was easily visible from the roadside. It looked like a girl, from what she knew about the denizens of this plan-- it had those boob things, after all.
Cocking her head, she craned her head forward, stretching out her neck before the rest her body, Koh gave this strange being a side-eye and a few blinks, cautious to approach. Loudly, she clacked her beak, making a hollow snapping sound.
The lady didn't move.
Koh held her breath and took a careful step forward, curling and expanding her foot to be as quiet as possible.
"Psst! Hey." She whispered.
Still, no movement.
"Shit." Koh looked left and right, up and down.
This person had no blood on her clothes, no gaping wounds. Though an axe was close at hand, a big one, to this unusual individual, there seemed to be no signs of struggle.
Finally, Koh balanced on one foot, spreading her talons wide and gripping the dirt. With her free foot, Koh extended one toe and gently poked at the body before her. Is she... dea--?!
A sudden burst of sleep-movement rocked the gray being before her. The weird individual groaned a little, swatted her foot away, reached for its axe, dragged it forward, and cradled the great weapon closer.
At this sight, Koh jumped back, neck retreating into a puff of feathers. Instinctively, she fluffed up, defensive and wide-eyed, as the definitely-not-dead girl before her continued her deep sleep, unbothered by Koh's presence.
Though troubled by her baser reactions Koh looked all around again, still finding no one in sight besides her, the sun, and the one sleeping on the ground. She shrugged, removed her back from her shoulders, and sat on top of her feet, nestling in to watch over the sleeping stranger.
"We can't have some actual creepers just takin' you away or somethin', can we?" She asked a snoozing body and the air. "Looks like I'm camping here for the night, eh?"
"I'll see you again, someday, buddy! If you need any help? Seek out the aide of Lady Remalia Haventree." He looked down to her with a cheeky smile, "Remi will help you out, especially if you ever want to get serious about that offer. I hope you do someday-- it's always good to have people you can trust working beside you."
The little note that he'd scratched down on a loose piece of paper weighed heavy in her tunic pockets. It seemed to brush against her feathers, even though Koh knew it was just her mind playing games with her.
Like the idiot she was, Koh had found herself pacing outside of the Ulbrinter Villa for upwards of two hours. She was legitimately surprised that the town guard, or the constable, or whatever kind've authority that they had in this strange city, had not been called on her for interloping, loitering, or just being generally creepy. Instead, she had left the city behind entirely, travelling alone, on foot, and to... anywhere really.
"Honestly, I wouldn't've blamed them." Koh snicked to herself, snorting through her bill.
Instead of making any world-shattering decisions, the recently-freed dacelan had opted to decline her one and only friend in this current material existence to, instead, amble aimlessly about the countryside. Koh was not even a day out from Waterdeep and she was already beginning to wonder what in the sky's name was she going to do with herself. Her goals were overwhelmingly undefined in this brave new world of land, grass, stone and tree.
Thus! Instead of fully worrying about it, despite herself, Koh found herself leisurely strolling along picturesque and pastoral Long Road, nearing the end of day one of three towards the settlement of Amphail. Seeing what the material plane had to offer, watching the sun go down, dodging caravans on the road, and playing Gumnut loud and whenever possible seemed as good a place as any to start.
She hummed to herself as golden hour began to take hold of the land, a crisp yellow glow bathed every space in a warmth that made her feel a little homesick. She hardly noticed as her feathers glided over the strings of her lute, offering a serene sound to the painter-worthy landscapes.
"The world really is somethin' else..." Koh's eyes crinkled in a smile.
Just as she breathed in, anticipating a swelling key change in her song, her eyes widened and she stamped her hand on the Gumnut's strings, silencing the lush melody with a discordant twamp against its body.
"Oi." She spoke aloud, "What's that all about?"
Swallowing hard, mood dampened in shock, she padded off the road and into the tall, extra golden, grass. Two weird looking gray... feet(?), attached to legs, attached to a whole body of some kind of person, thing, was easily visible from the roadside. It looked like a girl, from what she knew about the denizens of this plan-- it had those boob things, after all.
Cocking her head, she craned her head forward, stretching out her neck before the rest her body, Koh gave this strange being a side-eye and a few blinks, cautious to approach. Loudly, she clacked her beak, making a hollow snapping sound.
The lady didn't move.
Koh held her breath and took a careful step forward, curling and expanding her foot to be as quiet as possible.
"Psst! Hey." She whispered.
Still, no movement.
"Shit." Koh looked left and right, up and down.
This person had no blood on her clothes, no gaping wounds. Though an axe was close at hand, a big one, to this unusual individual, there seemed to be no signs of struggle.
Finally, Koh balanced on one foot, spreading her talons wide and gripping the dirt. With her free foot, Koh extended one toe and gently poked at the body before her. Is she... dea--?!
A sudden burst of sleep-movement rocked the gray being before her. The weird individual groaned a little, swatted her foot away, reached for its axe, dragged it forward, and cradled the great weapon closer.
At this sight, Koh jumped back, neck retreating into a puff of feathers. Instinctively, she fluffed up, defensive and wide-eyed, as the definitely-not-dead girl before her continued her deep sleep, unbothered by Koh's presence.
Though troubled by her baser reactions Koh looked all around again, still finding no one in sight besides her, the sun, and the one sleeping on the ground. She shrugged, removed her back from her shoulders, and sat on top of her feet, nestling in to watch over the sleeping stranger.
"We can't have some actual creepers just takin' you away or somethin', can we?" She asked a snoozing body and the air. "Looks like I'm camping here for the night, eh?"