The meal passes uneventfully. The food is simple, but filling and of decent quality.
OOC: The plan right now is to play out the rest of the day, then skim over a week or two before getting into the main plot.
OoC: Got it. Lead the way.
As Azril exits the dining hall, his meal complete, he finds a red-haired girl a few years younger than himself petting Robin. A second girl, about the same age, darker of hair and complexion, floats a few feet above the ground nearby, legs crossed. Both look up, startled and a little guilty, as he approaches.
As Azril exits the dining hall, his meal complete, he finds a red-haired girl a few years younger than himself petting Robin. A second girl, about the same age, darker of hair and complexion, floats a few feet above the ground nearby, legs crossed. Both look up, startled and a little guilty, as he approaches.
"Oh! Uhh..." He approaches them with a little smile. "...hello there."
As Azril exits the dining hall, his meal complete, he finds a red-haired girl a few years younger than himself petting Robin. A second girl, about the same age, darker of hair and complexion, floats a few feet above the ground nearby, legs crossed. Both look up, startled and a little guilty, as he approaches.
"Oh! Uhh..." He approaches them with a little smile. "...hello there."
"Hello," says the floating girl. Uncrossing her legs, she gracefully floats back to the ground, landing in a relaxed standing position.
The red-haired girl straightens, clearly bashful but trying to project defiance. "Is this your dog? I like him."
"Oh! Uhh..." He approaches them with a little smile. "...hello there."
"Hello," says the floating girl. Uncrossing her legs, she gracefully floats back to the ground, landing in a relaxed standing position.
The red-haired girl straightens, clearly bashful but trying to project defiance. "Is this your dog? I like him."
"Good!" His smile broadens. "Most people seem to be put off by his wolfish-ness." Robin nudges the red-haired girl's hand with his nose, demanding more affection.
"Hello," says the floating girl. Uncrossing her legs, she gracefully floats back to the ground, landing in a relaxed standing position.
The red-haired girl straightens, clearly bashful but trying to project defiance. "Is this your dog? I like him."
"Good!" His smile broadens. "Most people seem to be put off by his wolfish-ness." Robin nudges the red-haired girl's hand with his nose, demanding more affection.
"That's dumb. Wolves are cool." She hesitates for a moment, giving Azril a sideways glance, before returning her attention to Robin.
A minute or so passes as the red-haired girl plays with Robin. Then, her companion, who has said nothing until now besides the initial "hello" looks up in alarm and taps the red-haired girl on her shoulder. "Galta, we've got to go."
Immediately, the red-haired girl stands up and the two of them dash off. Azril can hear them giggling as he loses sight of them.
"Good!" His smile broadens. "Most people seem to be put off by his wolfish-ness." Robin nudges the red-haired girl's hand with his nose, demanding more affection.
"That's dumb. Wolves are cool." She hesitates for a moment, giving Azril a sideways glance, before returning her attention to Robin.
A minute or so passes as the red-haired girl plays with Robin. Then, her companion, who has said nothing until now besides the initial "hello" looks up in alarm and taps the red-haired girl on her shoulder. "Galta, we've got to go."
Immediately, the red-haired girl stands up and the two of them dash off. Azril can hear them giggling as he loses sight of them.
Azril shrugs to himself and sits at a table to eat his food.
"That's dumb. Wolves are cool." She hesitates for a moment, giving Azril a sideways glance, before returning her attention to Robin.
A minute or so passes as the red-haired girl plays with Robin. Then, her companion, who has said nothing until now besides the initial "hello" looks up in alarm and taps the red-haired girl on her shoulder. "Galta, we've got to go."
Immediately, the red-haired girl stands up and the two of them dash off. Azril can hear them giggling as he loses sight of them.
Azril shrugs to himself and sits at a table to eat his food.
OOC: This is after Azril has finished his meal and left the dining hall.
OoC: I figure the wandering bit, since he's so new and knows so little about the Riders.
IC: Azril and Robin wander.
OOC: Sure. Which general direction do they head in (north, south, east, west, etc.)? The dining hall is at the southwest corner of the complex proper, but there is other stuff farther in that direction (a hill to the west, a small lake to the southwest, and farms to the south).
OoC: I figure the wandering bit, since he's so new and knows so little about the Riders.
IC: Azril and Robin wander.
OOC: Sure. Which general direction do they head in (north, south, east, west, etc.)? The dining hall is at the southwest corner of the complex proper, but there is other stuff farther in that direction (a hill to the west, a small lake to the southwest, and farms to the south).
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