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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Jan 1, 2017 0:54:06 GMT -4
Zilius sighed and shook his head. "No, who is 'she?'" he reiterated, taking a bite out of his meal. "And if you have anything particular you want to ask, do it."
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Post by Wolfstar on Jan 1, 2017 1:18:02 GMT -4
"She's a kitsune, and I have nothing to ask of you. You're just interesting to me, you're a skilled craftsman," Noir felt relaxed, surprised that he felt more at home here than back with Kowara. He'd have to move on soon enough, though.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Jan 1, 2017 1:31:34 GMT -4
Zilius blinked. "Ah. That kitsune... Yes, I know her. So she sent you? Why would she possibly do that..." He stared down at his food, unable to fathom an answer to his own question. it was a rather unexpected gesture. "So you are simply here to watch me and sate your curiosity, then? I see. That, well, I suppose that's okay as long as you are not a bother."
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Post by Wolfstar on Jan 1, 2017 1:42:21 GMT -4
"All I'll do is watch and keep my maw shut, unless you have any questions for me that is." Noir laid down, looking into the fire with disgust.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Jan 1, 2017 1:54:05 GMT -4
"I am curious what you are," Zilius admitted. The hunter finished off his meal and walked into his hut, thinking about what he had to do. He was quite stocked up on arrows and blades, and his bow was in fine condition.
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Post by Wolfstar on Jan 1, 2017 2:03:41 GMT -4
Noir followed, keeping a safe distance away. "I wish I could answer, but I don't know what I am. My base was clay. I seem to use electricity mainly, and hide in the shadows as well as travel through them. I would like to know what I am though." He shrugged, watching the hunter before looking back at the fire. After a moment, he turned his back to it and decided to ignore it.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Jan 1, 2017 2:24:58 GMT -4
"Electricity..." Zilius mumbled. "How unique." He picked up a box and walked back outside. He kicked dirt over the fire to snuff it out and then set the box down. Inside was a set of designs for various things ranging from hunting supplies and weapons to carvings and decorations. "Here. You might as well look through there. If something catches your eye, give it to me."
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Post by Wolfstar on Jan 1, 2017 2:28:17 GMT -4
He scurried over, sitting a foot away from Zilius. "May I ask why?" he asked, looking down at the designs, then back up at the hunter.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Jan 1, 2017 2:43:35 GMT -4
"I am uninspired," Zilius answered bluntly. "I cannot decide myself." He took his knife in hand and set about sharpening it without another word.
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Post by Wolfstar on Jan 1, 2017 2:58:09 GMT -4
Noir decided to look through the designs without another word, being careful not to rip them as he looked through them. The designs amazed him, seeing how different each one was, even if they were similar tools.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Jan 1, 2017 3:15:01 GMT -4
Zilius set his knife down and laid back on the grass while he waited for Noir to decide upon a design that interested him.
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Post by Wolfstar on Jan 1, 2017 3:25:18 GMT -4
Noir stopped on a design, looking it over for a moment. "I found a dagger design, but it looks like you could apply something to it. So how about this?" He held up the design for Zilius to take.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Jan 1, 2017 3:38:18 GMT -4
Zilius took the blueprint and looked it over. "Okay. I can work with this." He studied the design, gathering a mental list of what he'd need, then he set off to collect the necessary supplies.
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Post by Wolfstar on Jan 1, 2017 3:47:00 GMT -4
Noir followed. "Do you need assistance hunter? Or anything at all?"
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Jan 1, 2017 3:57:15 GMT -4
"I don't know. How much weight can you manage?" Zilius asked, looking at the creature. "All I need at this moment is to transport some things outside."
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Post by Wolfstar on Jan 1, 2017 4:03:51 GMT -4
"Not sure, but I'm going to say a pound or two. Might as well see," Noir shrugged, unnerved that he was as big as Abrevynen.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Jan 1, 2017 4:17:06 GMT -4
Zilius thought about what type of job he could possibly give the small creature. "Well, hm. There is a small block of wood on the other side of the hut that I'll cut the hilt from, could you fetch that for me?" He heaved an antler into the air and rapped his knuckles on it. "Hm, good," he said to himself as he left with the large bone.
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Post by Wolfstar on Jan 1, 2017 4:20:37 GMT -4
Noir nodded, going to where Zilius told him to go. He found the small block of wood and picked it up, finding it tricky to carry it back because of his limbs. Nonetheless, he managed to carry it back and went back to the hunter.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Jan 1, 2017 4:37:13 GMT -4
Zilius looked up from where he was preparing the antler for crafting when Noir returned. "Thank you," he said with a nod of gratitude. He took the wood and assessed it before setting it down. "Perfect. Now..." He glanced at the design, then removed a suitably large piece of the antler and began using his tools to shape it.
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Post by Wolfstar on Jan 1, 2017 4:44:39 GMT -4
Noir sat down, watching Zilius doing his work. He ignored the idea of going back to the cave in a little while, and finding comfort from where he was.
Kowara hummed to herself, using her magic and looking through the blades she collected through her life. Vezolth had dozed off, his head under his wings.
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