Around a Campfire...

[Nosdyn]

(Open to all MIGHT contain erotic footage hahah yall know how I do. Lowbies all welcome. Coincides with Death Undone thread.)

Nosdyn Krotar looks at the lit campfire carefully. It was night that night. He was staring into the flames, thinking of the past. His eyes were narrowed as he thought of Ettermire. Those mean streets of Ettermire. He wore his hooded black cloak about his person. Winter was coming.

He sat on a log and his tent was located nearby. Well maintained. It had markings of the Tular Plains, Haidia and the marks of his clan, that stylized symbol of Krotar. It was a fancy red "K" style symbol in the written symbolic language of his people.

He had food cooking on the campire. He was drinking hot chocolate from a fancy goblet. He thought about many matters. Days earlier he had taken care of the parcel from his township comprised of undead and a few of the same type of demon as he. Tular Plains would become lively again thanks to the efforts of he and his people.

But for that night, he was an old demon standing around a campfire in the wilderness...

(That old joke about heroes surrounding a campfire. Telling old stories and what not. Open to all come get yalls exp yo)

[Cerna]

Cerna came over still wrapped in the cloak he had given her prior. She kept a wary eye around the surroundings as the years of undeath had left her constantly on edge. She had forgotten how to trust completely and sat near the flames

[Nosdyn]

He observes her carefully used to how the undead in general carried themselves.

He could tell by her blood scent that she was an undead of some sort... he'd lived with many undead for some time by that point in his life. He actually respected them quite a bit.

He didn't even seem to mind her blood scent.

He handed her a spare goblet. "Hot chocolate." He said calmly to her as he offered her the drink. "If you're hungry I have food here at the camp too." He said calmly.

He was eager to get back home but it would be some time before he took the trip back home to Haidia.

He had matters to take care of while he was in stonevale only the first part got done.

[Cerna]

Cerna lifted a brow and took the goblet. She was grateful, but She wasn't quite sure what to make of the demon in front of her. She had never met a traveler of any sort that didn't fear her or want her head on a pike. She was curious about him but still had her guard up at all times

[Nosdyn]

Nosdyn decided a meal was in order.

He carved up some of the boar that he'd killed a few nights earlier. Boar meat was tender and oft required a long time to cook and keep maintained. But Nosdyn was patient. He grabbed an extra set of plates for himself and his companion. He readied a nice serving of boar meat and Radadanth style pasta. He was a demon of many tastes.

He offered her the steaming hot plate of food. It was likely she had not eaten anything in some time. He wanted to be certain his newfound friend ate well. He carefully handed her the plate. He didn't mind helping the new blood.

He sat calmly next to her the blood scent was messing with his head. He stretched for a bit and then began to eat quietly the old warrior was trying to find conversation but had always had trouble making small talk. He'd always been a man of action...

[Cerna]

Cerna took the plate and set it aside though she did not eat. Instead she looked into the flames as if she were dealing with some kind of mental headache. Didn't appear to be any form of migraine though

[Nosdyn]

He sighed. He moved the plates gently off to the side and sat next to her. He respected her silent suffering. His eyes narrowed gently as he looked at her.

He took a sip of the hot chocolate.

He looked at his reflection in the hot chocolate. He took another sip sitting with her in silence, enjoying the silence. "I will ready a bed roll for you once you're prepared to sleep." He told her.

[Cerna]

Cerna nods and briefly glanced at the plate of food She wanted to eat, But knew what would happen if she did. Odds are her master would find her and torment her as he always had when he caught her sneaking a meal. Her kind of undead have always been ruled by a tyrant that kept their minds weakened by denying them access to food completely, allowing them to only sustain themselves off liquids

[Nosdyn]

He saw her mentally struggling. It bothered him a lot. His eyes narrowed as he looked at her calmly. "It's in your thoughts right now isn't it?" He asked her. He'd seen such suffering before and it pained him. But he knew he would have to wait until the next day to take her to the priests he knew in Stonevale.

He looked at her the entire time...staring at her calmly. He inherently felt compelled to help her...he just wanted to help her out as much as he could. "Do you want to lay down and get some sleep for a while?" He asked of her.

[Cerna]

Cerna looks toward him. The fact that he seemed to know what was bothering her caught her attention "I'm undead, sir. Sleep isn't a requirement for me these days. I'm surprised that you seem to know what i am dealing with however"