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eachdraidh2014-12-12 09:42 pm
enjoymyatelier) wrote in eachdraidh2014-12-12 09:42 pm
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...right. So, I certainly still have this thing, so I suppose I can use it to ask for a bit of advice.
[Kayneth sounds really, really tired, more than a little haggard, and at least a little cold. At least having a fur coat is... kind of helping? Okay, maybe not. He has been eating deer for like five days and he has no idea where he is, and the fact that he is a small carnivore is probably keeping the taste from being a bit rank so there's that, at least...
But really.
The outdoors are awful, and even more so when you are a polecat. How do most mammals tolerate it?]
Let's presume that you were somewhere between Mair and Eaglais, and you began traveling north at a somewhat impaired speed because you were hoping to head for the Station's fairy ring and your horse... well, horses are absolutely terrible creatures, or at least this one was.
[Translation... it may have been spooked during a failed trapping attempt during the hunt for the White Hart. He doesn't want to talk about it, nor does he want to talk about the fact that he is now a polecat.
These two events may be related.]
It's been five days, and you've apparently hit a river bank and there is absolutely no bridge in sight. Are... there any ferries that traverse the River Astar? At all? ...Is anyone even traveling that way? I'd really rather make it the whole way myself, but this is getting positively Sisyphean and I'd really not want to run out of supplies before getting anywhere. I'd take a video, but absolutely everything looks the same here and I have no idea if any of this is remarkable at all.
...wait, is that ---
[...he goes silent for a moment or two.]
...ah, and it's started snowing.
[There's a long, heavy sigh.]
I'm beginning to suspect I'm not terribly fond of the great outdoors, really.
[Kayneth sounds really, really tired, more than a little haggard, and at least a little cold. At least having a fur coat is... kind of helping? Okay, maybe not. He has been eating deer for like five days and he has no idea where he is, and the fact that he is a small carnivore is probably keeping the taste from being a bit rank so there's that, at least...
But really.
The outdoors are awful, and even more so when you are a polecat. How do most mammals tolerate it?]
Let's presume that you were somewhere between Mair and Eaglais, and you began traveling north at a somewhat impaired speed because you were hoping to head for the Station's fairy ring and your horse... well, horses are absolutely terrible creatures, or at least this one was.
[Translation... it may have been spooked during a failed trapping attempt during the hunt for the White Hart. He doesn't want to talk about it, nor does he want to talk about the fact that he is now a polecat.
These two events may be related.]
It's been five days, and you've apparently hit a river bank and there is absolutely no bridge in sight. Are... there any ferries that traverse the River Astar? At all? ...Is anyone even traveling that way? I'd really rather make it the whole way myself, but this is getting positively Sisyphean and I'd really not want to run out of supplies before getting anywhere. I'd take a video, but absolutely everything looks the same here and I have no idea if any of this is remarkable at all.
...wait, is that ---
[...he goes silent for a moment or two.]
...ah, and it's started snowing.
[There's a long, heavy sigh.]
I'm beginning to suspect I'm not terribly fond of the great outdoors, really.
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Desperate for civilization in general, really. A city would be preferable, yes, but at this point I'd even take some backwater hovel.
[...well, maybe not like this, because they'd probably assume he was there to kill their chickens, but still.]
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If you're in that much of a hurry, I can send Appa to carry you to the Station.
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[not even fake ones. volumen hydragyrm would be in the doghouse, but it's a cat...]
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The fact that it'll get me where I need to be going helps, but I'm really, really curious, now.
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Do you have a more specific location? What should they be watching for?
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Well... I can't say I have a specific location, but I can probably arrange for Volumen Hydragyrm to spread itself out a bit as a signal. Bolin's encountered it before, so he'll probably know what it is... even if it'll be a bit less recognizable. Just look for a big puddle of silvery liquid, I suppose.
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In truth, well... I seem to have run afoul of the White Hart without actually taking him down, and things got a bit stupid after that.
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Let me guess, small and furry?
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I suppose there are less dignified things to be stuck as than some sort of polecat, but really, it's still aggravating.
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I can see how. A friend of mine was turned into some sort of squirrel-like creature, and they hated it.
[ korra. ]
In that case, I can tell Bolin to take his time leaving so he'll be there in a day or two.
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