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 Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 1:24 pm
"That's Moe?" Odila asked a little surprised that not only was it a stuffed fish, but it had been with him the whole time. He seemed to be full of surprises. "Err... Ghosts?" She asked, following after him, giving a flick of her tail. "How big are these spiders?" Once again Odila wasn't so sure if she really wanted to stay in the swamp any longer. These lands were very different from what she was used to. She kind of missed her sand covered lands.
"I think I'd like them." She said, really not sure what mushrooms were but she was hungry and anything sounded good right now. He had forgotten her name again. She sighed, but a smile was present on her lips. "I think I'll have to come up with a way for you to remember my name."
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 1:39 pm
The stallion looked at the fish, "This is Moe. He's my pet fish." He said this proudly, waving his tail a little. "He's the longest pet I've had."
He tilted his head, "Oh, they get pretty big sometimes. I haven't seen any in awhile, though. Mostly the normal dangers...you know, gators, humans, skinwalkers...the usual. Though, them spiders make for good eating. Their eyes are great in some frog leg stew. Though, if they stare back at you...why, you eat those last. They'll keep you company during your meal."
Jarl nodded sagely, as if he was imparting some vast wisdom. He stopped near a large, dead tree. The top had rotted and fallen over, leaving a sort of bowl just with in reach. He leaned his head in the top and pulled out a mouthful of white mushrooms clamped gently in his teeth. He set them carefully on a nearby log, then looked at the mare, "Can you put these in my pouch? Then we can be on our way to make stew. Careful not to knock my lucky paw loose, now. I don't know what animal it came from, but it's damn lucky."
He eyed the look on her face, "Don't judge me! It's lucky, dagnabit!"
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