Ever since the veil had fallen, Grim hadn’t been himself and he just had no idea why. He had fairly regular black outs and it effected his ability to do things, to the point he’d opted to leave the Chargers, feeling like he was letting them down. He mainly kept his issues to himself, until one day Vassenia was with him when he blacked out and informed him that he was acting weird while blacked out, talking to her like he was a totally different person.
He wanted answers but he didn’t know where he could go or who he could trust. Most of the people that came and went out of his life were just people he did odd jobs for, mercenary things. A lot of the times it ended up being things like guarding shipments or people as they travelled. He’d meet people briefly, do the job, and then never talk to them again. He was hardly going to go around to past clients asking if they knew anything about blackouts.
The more frequently they occurred the more worried he got, and the more freaked out his dogs got. Lately though he’d been feeling odd, after leaving Vassenia a note he decided he needed to travel north. He had no idea why, it just felt like the right thing to do. He simply could not explain it, but whatever reason he was headed north, pretty soon he found himself across the Waking Sea and into the Free Marches.
As he walked about, with no idea where the fuck he was even going, at a few points it felt like he wasn’t even on an actual well beaten path any more. As he continued walking, deeper into wherever the fuck he was. Floki suddenly barked and took off ahead, rounding a corner and out of Grim’s site. He called after the dog, but Floki didn’t come back, but he also didn’t sound like he was using his distressed bark either. Whatever had peaked his interest, it wasn’t a foe, at least not that Floki believed.
Floki splashed excitedly across the stream, splashing water everywhere. Then came to a stop a meter, perhaps two, away from Ruth. It was almost as if Floki was happy to see anyone that wasn’t overtly an enemy because Floki and Cheese Ball hated to be alone if and when Grim had a blackout. Grim finally rounded the corner with Cheese Ball at his heels and realised they weren’t alone, but also realised that Floki didn’t seem to think Ruth was a threat, and Floki did tend to be a good judge of character. Keeping the stream between them just in case, Grim rubbed the back of his neck and decided if Floki was going to introduce himself, then Grim might as well properly introduce them all.
He wanted answers but he didn’t know where he could go or who he could trust. Most of the people that came and went out of his life were just people he did odd jobs for, mercenary things. A lot of the times it ended up being things like guarding shipments or people as they travelled. He’d meet people briefly, do the job, and then never talk to them again. He was hardly going to go around to past clients asking if they knew anything about blackouts.
The more frequently they occurred the more worried he got, and the more freaked out his dogs got. Lately though he’d been feeling odd, after leaving Vassenia a note he decided he needed to travel north. He had no idea why, it just felt like the right thing to do. He simply could not explain it, but whatever reason he was headed north, pretty soon he found himself across the Waking Sea and into the Free Marches.
As he walked about, with no idea where the fuck he was even going, at a few points it felt like he wasn’t even on an actual well beaten path any more. As he continued walking, deeper into wherever the fuck he was. Floki suddenly barked and took off ahead, rounding a corner and out of Grim’s site. He called after the dog, but Floki didn’t come back, but he also didn’t sound like he was using his distressed bark either. Whatever had peaked his interest, it wasn’t a foe, at least not that Floki believed.
Floki splashed excitedly across the stream, splashing water everywhere. Then came to a stop a meter, perhaps two, away from Ruth. It was almost as if Floki was happy to see anyone that wasn’t overtly an enemy because Floki and Cheese Ball hated to be alone if and when Grim had a blackout. Grim finally rounded the corner with Cheese Ball at his heels and realised they weren’t alone, but also realised that Floki didn’t seem to think Ruth was a threat, and Floki did tend to be a good judge of character. Keeping the stream between them just in case, Grim rubbed the back of his neck and decided if Floki was going to introduce himself, then Grim might as well properly introduce them all.
Sorry about Floki, h’s not dangerous or anything, unless you are, and right now he seems to think you’re not. I’m Grim and this is Cheese Ball, and I’m going to be perfectly blunt, I have no idea where I am or why I’m even here.Well that was certainly an interesting way of introducing oneself, but he rather hoped that if he didn’t know where they were, perhaps this new person would at least know that much.
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