Aulus trudged into the cheap inn with a haversack of his dented and scratched armor over his shoulder. His beaten, holed tunic was covered in mud and sweat, though his black leather pants were more intact. Still, he looked and smelled something fierce as he passed an infuriated, pained look around. He hadn't even a coin purse on him because Octavia carried all the money. When his eyes finally came to a rest, they settled on the bubbling cauldron, probably filled with whatever was near spoiled at the local market. Riffraff peered at him over their mugs of stale ale.
He caught the eye of the man in charge, who wiped has hands off with a towel on his shoulder. [color=#2ecc40]"What can I get for you?"[/color] he asked huskily, glancing at Lus's empty belt. At this point, Aulus noticed the hungry stare of another traveler, one who was still young as he was, broke-looking, and scrawny, and he figured why not? Maybe his company would share a story and take his mind off of Octavia--Soulmate said something squirming in his drained head. He always felt better away from her, like he finally had control over himself, and he relished it, but he knew he would have to go back eventually.
[color=orange]"Two bowls o' that - one for me, and one him - and some bread, and I can chop your wood for the week,"[/color] he said, exhaustion rimming his grumble.
[color=#2ecc40]"Axe out back,"[/color] said the tavernkeeper as he spit in the bucket.
Aulus tossed his heavy sack of soldier's gear to the hungry-looking man he bought dinner for. [color=orange]"You're welcome,"[/color] he said dryly, his own stomach growling as he offered a pained look. Aulus hoped this would be a new friend, a man like the soldiers he grew up with who would make life easier for him, he for them. From the mudslide, to the earthquakes, to losing the damn woman, the last thing he needed was another obstacle on the long road he travelled from Dragon's Peak to get here.
(A/N: If anything happens at dragons peak that make's Aulus weird, which can happen at Ivy's events, we can figure out how it might have impacted this thread later, lol)
He caught the eye of the man in charge, who wiped has hands off with a towel on his shoulder. [color=#2ecc40]"What can I get for you?"[/color] he asked huskily, glancing at Lus's empty belt. At this point, Aulus noticed the hungry stare of another traveler, one who was still young as he was, broke-looking, and scrawny, and he figured why not? Maybe his company would share a story and take his mind off of Octavia--Soulmate said something squirming in his drained head. He always felt better away from her, like he finally had control over himself, and he relished it, but he knew he would have to go back eventually.
[color=orange]"Two bowls o' that - one for me, and one him - and some bread, and I can chop your wood for the week,"[/color] he said, exhaustion rimming his grumble.
[color=#2ecc40]"Axe out back,"[/color] said the tavernkeeper as he spit in the bucket.
Aulus tossed his heavy sack of soldier's gear to the hungry-looking man he bought dinner for. [color=orange]"You're welcome,"[/color] he said dryly, his own stomach growling as he offered a pained look. Aulus hoped this would be a new friend, a man like the soldiers he grew up with who would make life easier for him, he for them. From the mudslide, to the earthquakes, to losing the damn woman, the last thing he needed was another obstacle on the long road he travelled from Dragon's Peak to get here.
(A/N: If anything happens at dragons peak that make's Aulus weird, which can happen at Ivy's events, we can figure out how it might have impacted this thread later, lol)
11-09-2023, 05:41 PM
