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 Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 8:56 am
She had weird hair! He was entitled to ask as far as he was concerned and seemed reasonably satisfied with her answer. So there was bound to be a much more complicated approach to the whole thing but given his hair wasn't long enough it didn't matter anyway. Thus, it was with a small nod that he accepted her explanation accordingly.
...Although he would have loved to know where she got those twinkly bangle things.
"Fair enough," he mused after a few moments before chuckling, by that eye roll she found the topic to be a little boring anyway. "Nae many mares be havin' the hair in such an unusual style, jes' curious if ye dinnae mind me askin'," he smiled mildly and shook his head. "Although I must be sayin' I have nae seen ye around before, ye be new te the area or jes' residin' in more pleasant climates?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 10:04 am
 The troll snorted softly before answering, "Well ah might not be around t' lake all t' time but ah been away from t' Barrens for a long time now." She almost seemed a little wistful as she thought about her homeland but then again she had left to see the world and wasn't planning on going back any time soon. "Ah be usually around t' forest an' t' mountains. It be nice an' cool o'er there. T' sun be a little on t' bright side when shinin' on t' lake. Not quite sure how ya be standin' it." Malis shook her head slightly and squinted in the direction of the lake where the midday sun had chosen to gleam upon all around. This did have the interesting effect of highlighting her features from under which gave her an almost ethereal look.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 10:16 am
The Barrens? Was she referring to where Azumoth lived or somewhere else? The stallion wasn't entirely sure and could do not more than shrug the words off. Sometimes it was so much easier not to question and that's exactly what he chose to do. Instead, he focused on her other words and his smile lifted just a little more at what she said next.
She thought he lived by the water?
"I be knowin' how the mountains are, I do live there," He pointed out in a pleasant manner, canting his head to the side to encourage the curly locks to get out of his face. Unfortunately this wasn't his day as his requests were blatantly ignored by his rebellious mane. A shame really, as he wanted a better look. "Reason I be copin' with the heat is 'cause I spend most of me day fishin'," he continued after a few moments of consideration. She probably had no idea how he intended to fish but that was what he did.
"Best te look at the lake out o' the corner o' yer eye when yer so close though, makes it easier."
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 11:32 am
This time the blue mare's snort was louder and sounded a little more like a laugh. "How in Durotar do ya plan t' fish wit' no hands?" She knew what fishing was having seen the two-legger she happened t stay with fish with nets and other implements. While it might be possible to knock a fish out of the water the troll figured he would have to be very silent and move very slow to not scare the fish away. Malis knew from experience that fish were very slippery creatures. That and who would want to go into the water and get wet? The fact that he lived in the mountains hadn't sunk in yet and her next wondering was why she hadn't met him sooner if that was the case...
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 11:38 am
She'd probably had met him and hadn't realised it. She'd been on his lands very briefly before but at the time he had been nothing more than a foal. Granted, he had been maturing fast but he was also a bit of an explorer which might have explained his absence. Maybe she just hadn't been looking hard enough when she was up there - he didn't make a habit of hiding from the view of the public!
"Ye dinnae need hands te fish," he pointed out coolly and shook his head. It was nice to have something over another, it gave him a sense of pride and duty...plus it was a talking point. He had taught a number of individuals to fish (mostly females) and everyone of them had enjoyed it but considered it to be the most unusual of experiences.
"Ye jes' need skill and speed," he purred delicately before motioning to the lake, "If ye know what yer doin', it be easy, aye?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 1:01 pm
Nothing about him reminded of if she had even met him before. A mare that was coloured like him did come to mind... something about a treasure hunt she had participated in shortly after arriving into the Kawani lands. She pushed that thought away for later pondering, or maybe she would ask him later, the prospect of fishing a little more engaging. "Well ah be always one t' learn new ways t' be huntin'. It always be interestin' when ya be learnin' somethin' new." Malis nodded slightly before realizing that she would probably have to get wet to learn how to fish... unless he had a dryer way to do so. She muttered under her breath before deciding to bear the slight inconvenience in favor of learning a new skill.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 1:12 pm
Well getting wet was a bit of a given due to the fact that fish lived in the water. In order to get them out you definitely had to wade in and while he couldn't read minds he could swear she uttered something along those lines. Was he to assume therefore that she didn't like water? It was odd, but a lot of those he had met recently didn't really enjoy getting wet - most couldn't even swim!
Lowland soquili could be odd sometimes.
That being said, not many knew how to fish either so a highland soquili coming down to teach them was BOUND to make them think the exact same as he did about them. Actually, they probably thought he was even more weird than he thought they were. Honestly, there was a world of a difference despite the short distance.
"I'd hardleh call it huntin', ye dinnae eat them - it jes' be sport," he explained, not entirely sure if he wanted to teach the mare something just so she could eat the poor critters! Now that he thought about it, that was probably what those tusks were for, they looked like rather big teeth to him.
"Usually competitive ye know, ye'd have te be strong and patient...aye?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 2:57 pm
Now that her mind had been made up about the prospect of getting wet the troll looked forward to the fishing lesson. Maybe after she could teach him how to stalk smaller critters... or the Hoof-it game that Ashura had been interested in. The blue mare looked around for a moment to see if she was still around but didn't spot her in the first sweep of her bloodred gaze. "Why ya been huntin' if ya not doin' anything wit' them after?" Malis had never heard of hunting for sport. She shrugged it off, however, maybe fish didn't taste that good to his palette. "Competative ah can be dealin' wit' strenght be no problem and patience comes wit' t' territory. Ah be game an' ready."
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 3:21 pm
Damn right it didn't taste nice on his palette! He didn't eat fish and the idea of eating them made him shudder. He wasn't appalled by the mare though, merely uncertain as to whether or not he should teach her the art. His herd viewed fishing with great fondness and never used it to 'dine' - it was merely a game in which the most patient and skilled often won. Those who perfected it could rarely be beaten unless they deliberately set themselves up for a fall.
So was it really right to let her learn when she wanted to just eat the fish?
"I be fishin' cause it's fun, nae cause I want te dine on them!" He chirped in horror before shaking his head and releasing a chuckle, "I nae be teachin' ye if ye gonna be hurtin' the poor things as they try te recover from the surprise of bein' caught ye know..."
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 5:21 pm
"But wont t' act o' bein' caught be enough t' hurt them?" Malis was partially surprised that this stallion condoned the act of senseless violence without necessity of food or it's fur or bones. Antagonizing larger critters or other trolls was another story as they had a way of fighting back usually, her tusk to attest to that, but a small defenseless fish? "Ah be meanin' why ya toss t' little scailies out o' the water an' leave them gaspin' for t' bubbles if ya not gona be doin' anything wit' them?"
If she couldn't eat them or save the fish oils that she used to help take care of her hair, what was the point in learning how to fish. What a waste!
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 5:28 pm
"I nae be leavin' them gaspin' fer air!" Biscuit seemed appalled and gawked accordingly. This mare was vicious! He couldn't quite believe it but she had a vicious streak - a practical vicious streak if there ever was one but still vicious. So she may not have had leathery wings or those huge fangs but she bloody well could have rivalled them in terms of questionable behaviour.
Seriously, why would he leave them gasping for air?
"I nae be cruel, it be a game and it dinnae hurt 'em, they swim away righ' after!" He protested with equal vigour and shook his head. Fishing was a sport, an entertaining sport and that alone. It was not an excuse to kill things like a human would and as far as he was concerned he wasn't about to teach any crazy mare how to fish if she was going to gut the poor thing!
"They jes' be givin' a flyin' lesson in the process!"
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 11:07 pm
"An how would ya be likin' it if ya got tossed in t' air by a big force o' nature?" Malis snorted with her eyes flashing in indignation. "Ya be callin' it a game an' then call ma self t' cruel one? Ah be thinkin' ya barkin' up t' wrong troll there. Ah not be t' one who be playin' a game of hurtin' t' smaller critters. When ah be huntin' it be for necessity not for t' pleasure o' mine." The blue mare tossed her hair back, lifting her head up so that she almost towered over him... almost, while she was larger than the mares of this land, her high was equal to most stallions. "A game be somet'ing like Hoof-it... with inanimate objects... not live targets." She knew the differance between a kalona and a normal looking soquili but this one seemed to defy those stereotypes!
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Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2007 7:53 am
"Ye be talkin' nonsense...there be no such thing as an inanimate object!" Biscuit snapped back stubbornly, puffing up his chest he recalled the words of his Aunt and her explanation of all that existed in the world. He had always assumed that something that didn't move had nothing inside it but he had been wrong. It had been through his aunt that he had learnt that everything that existed in the world had a spirit - it may not move but it was there.
Everything that existed was there for a reason, it had a spirit deep inside it.
"Everythin' be 'avin' somethin' inside it so if'fn ye be kickin' stuff then ye be kickin' the spirit in there too!" He continued, flicking his tail against his flank as he observed the mare for a long time and then shook his head. These foreigners were always so weird and had such peculiar views - she called him cruel and she was the one kicking about spirits that couldn't even fight back.
BARBARIAN!
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 9:59 pm
Malis splutters, "Ya be thinkin' t' rocks be havin' feelings?" She howled with laughter. "Ah be commin' here t' learn ya customs but ya be too odd for t' like o' mah self!" The troll had a difficult time breathing she was laughing so hard. She didn't mean to be rude but the concemt of emotional rosk just blew her away. Tears were in her eyes by the time she got everything back under control. "Ah be sorry but ya have t' be some wierd stallion there." She shook her head, her long dreads swaying our and the bangles clinking together. Never in all her days did Malis think she would meed so different a people.
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