The Outcasts' Requiem Nov 13, 2014 23:24:27 GMT -5
Post by SiofraTural on Nov 13, 2014 23:24:27 GMT -5
“I got my medicine, so don’t go scolding me.”
Carth laughed as he playfully ruffled the hair around on the top of her head before sitting down next to her. “Now you better drink all of that in one go,” he teased as he grunt his sleeves out then reported to her about the little situation out in the water, Agrippa still sitting in the middle with his head above the water, nodding off a little but the horse refused to get out of the water because of the rising heat.
“I hope they do become friends.”
“Same here. I can’t stand it when Agrippa starts acting dramatic.” When Astella lowered her cup into the fire, occasionally stirring its contents as the tea started to heat up. It would heat up much faster then the larger pot of water, so she didn’t have to wait too long to drink it, which was good for Carth because he really didn’t want her to become as sick as he did. Then his worry levels would be off the charts since he knew nothing about herbalism.
“With Aiya now gone… it would be nice for Pol to have some company. Over the years I’ve noticed Pol looks happiest when he’s around other horses or in a group.”
Carth felt the need to gently rest his hand on Astella’s shoulders as a bit of comfort of the loss of the poor young mare, knowing how much Astella loved the youngling when it was alive and well. If only he had gotten a much better look at the skull now that most of the flesh was burned away, but with how big that fire was the bones were probably charred away as well from the intense heat. “I know they’ll get along eventually, they’ll have to for the trip we’ll be taking. Agrippa will come around to it. It’ll just take him a bit. He’s a bit stubborn, like me.” After sitting for a short moment, Carth watched as Astella carefully reached out and picked up her warm cup of tea. When she took a sip and her face twisted up in disgust, Carth giggled.
“Good lord…” she grumbled before trying to take another drink, Carth finding this highly amusing. It probably wasn’t near as bad as the stuff she gave him during his own illness, but still, it was nice to see her get a taste of her own medicine. Oh how sad of a man he was when he made that mental joke to himself. “So…” she began, catching Carth’s attention as he turned his head to her, “…what’s the ocean like?”
As she barraged him with multiple consecutive questions with only a pause to drink her distasteful tea, Carth gave a soft whistle as if overwhelmed with all of her questions, but in reality, as she could see in his brightening eyes, that he was incredibly excited with his heart racing a mile a minute and his knees bending up to then be wrapped around by his arms. “Gees, I don’t know where to start,” he said honestly, eyes looking to the pot that was very faintly showing a small amount of steam rising up. Not quite bubbling but it was getting there with the aid of both the fire and the sun. “I never really get to talk about all this, so stop me if I start talking too much. With the ocean… it’s probably the most beautiful thing you’ll ever see—“ Besides you, he thought inwardly but didn’t allow the thought to hesitate him, “—At least, that’s what I think. Endless, deep blue waters that stretch beyond the horizon, reflecting the sky like some kind of giant mirror. But the water is always moving with waves and ripples so the mirror reflection isn’t very good, but the water then turns from blue to an orange and gold color as the sun sets, as if the water was lit on fire because of the sun dipping into it. There’s always a constant breeze on the beaches, but the sand is much whiter and finer then the sand here.” He cupped a handful of sand and held it up, allowing some to pout between his fingers before dumping the remainder. “I use to go to the beach all the time as a kid with some other people I knew, and we would comb the beaches looking for shells, clams, and other oddities that would wash up on the beach.” Carth then paused with a small laugh as he suddenly remembered something. “I barely remember it, but once my sister and I were on the beach with her family when we saw a massive shark stuck on the rocks for some reason. Maybe it was stormy the day before, I don’t know, but anyway—we went over to the shark and after a few dares to get near it, we finally managed to pull some of the teeth out and run back to the adults who turned them into matching necklaces. Mine’s somewhere in the saddlebags over there, I’ll show it to you after we eat. Just remind me because I know I’ll forget.”
Carth then smiled down at his knees before turning his head lightly to Astella, his eyes eventually looking up to her as he thought his words out, his mind going a mile a minute from the sheer excitement of telling someone else about where he had come from. Seeing Astella watching him and leaning towards him with so much wonder and amazement on her face spurred him onward to tell her more, all while trying to not say too much or drone on. “The ocean really is a beautiful place, and I promise you’ll see it when we get to Fuu. I heard the cliffs there are the best places to be to see the sunrises and sunsets. It lets you see the ocean as never before. Oh, and sometimes, if you’re watching the sunset, the moment the sun disappears behind the horizon, you see a green flash shooting up towards the sky. I only saw it once, and it was amazing. It only lasts about a second or two, but it’s worth seeing. I personally don’t know what causes it, so maybe ask a sailor and he’ll tell you. Some religious people say it has something to do with the ‘goddess of the ocean’ blowing a green flame into the sky from her blowhole, buuuut… I’m not much of a believer in the gods. Never had a reason to.” He then bit his bottom lip with a grin as he glanced into the sky. “Oh boy, wait until you see your first whale. Now that’s an awesome sight to behold. A creature as big as this hidden area that swims in the endless bottoms of the ocean. Sometimes they breach on sunny days. I saw one jump so far out its tail actually left the water.”
He had no idea why he was so excited to get Astella up there, but he loved seeing that wondrous expression that grew with awe every time he said something that fascinated her. She was so secluded in the center of this desert, so he couldn’t wait to show her the world outside the sands. “As for my favorite place… phew.” He bit his bottom lip again, a rather cute habit of his, as he rocked back a bit with his toes pushing down into the sand before his knees finally parted and allowed him to sit cross legged, hands fiddling on his lap as he looked down and thought. “Hmm… I guess… hmm… I guess my favorite place would have to beeeee… probably Adetokunbo, one of the islands of the northwest if you sail down the Myelo Rib—that long stretch of stones from the rich shipping city of Sayf. The port sort of looks like a sword, hence the old name which literally means ‘sword’.” Carth reached down into the sand and drew a rough outline of the coast before drawing a wide, jagged peninsula that sort of curved like a chipped scimitar. He then drew a line straight out and made some dots along it to symbolize the giant stone pillars of the Myelo Rib, then some larger circles for the islands at the end of it. “Adetokunbo is a popular island for its silkworms, tea, and sapphire. The island is incredibly popular now because of the sapphires, but also because the very deep trenches around the island are prime areas for catching some really big fish. There doesn’t seem to be an end of how many nets of fish they drag out, almost as if those pits have an endless supply. Anyway…” He paused a moment to erase his drawing before drawing out a rough representation of the island which seemed to have two, very tall mountains on the one side of it with a smaller flat area. “The people here have lived here for thousands of years before the mainland discovered them about seventy years ago, and the island looks really neat. They built a system of tall ladders, bridges, and walkways on the lower ends of the mountains, while the smaller one has buildings and pathways that snake up towards the top. Some of the houses are built into the mountain too. I was there only once, and let me tell you, it had the most perfect weather, better then any place I’ve been before. Right amount of clouds, perfect temperature, a nice warm breeze, clear waters where you can see the bottom of some areas, and the smell of the different tropical flowers on the island is just… man, you’d have to be there. I was delivering a package there before I got in trouble with some racist town guards. I was climbing up a building to get away from them when one of the guys—shot me with an arrow." Carth took a pause before finishing his sentence as he lifted his shirt up high and slid his left arm out of its sleeve so he could prevent his shirt from sliding back down. He straightened himself up as he bent his arm behind his head, and besides the probably wonderful view of his strong torso, there was a rather noticeable lump and old scar under his armpit. “Part of the arrowhead got so lodged into my rib that the sailors who found me bleeding in the water couldn’t pull it out.” He poked and rubbed at it a bit before lowering his arm as he began to put his arm back through the sleeve. “It still hurts if I’m out of breath or if something manages to hit me there, but other then that I’m fine.
"So… yeah. My favorite place would have to be Adetokunbo, even though my leave from there wasn’t the best. The island was just so beautiful it felt like I was in a dream.” He then sighed, still smiling at Astella before he raised his shoulders then dropped them. “…Any other questions, or am I allowed to ask you something? Maybe about how your parents came to Maza? I didn’t know that your family was that well known around here, it almost makes you sound like heroic royalty with what your parents did to save the people here."
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