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 Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 2:34 pm
The gardens of the Goblin Kingdom seem to span on for miles. In them, anything could happen, and much has indeed happened.
The guardian of the orchards stood, biting into one of the peaches with a dreamy expression on his face. He had no idea that they caused memory loss; he didn't remember. In any case, it was a nice day. He smiled at the trees, laden with jewel-like fruits. "How lovely~" He mused, throwing a quick glance over the orchards.
Kiret sat comfortably on the grass, brushing some of his light orange hair away from his eyes, surveying the place he kept. He... did that a lot. The trees were the friends of the Dryad. Just about his only friends. He grinned cluelessly, going back to munching on his peach with an absentminded look about him. He wasn't really that formidable. He was just... there. Always. He couldn't remember a time when he hadn't been, probably thanks to the peaches. One might think he'd stop eating them every once in a while to try and retain at least some memory, but it didn't really matter to him. Kiret was a mellow creature.
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2008 9:47 am
 Ophris had been sleepy today, so Aioki had taken it upon himself to find entertainment that wasn't inside the goblin kings illustrious greenhouses. They were lovely and warm he had to admit, but on days like today when the sun was beating down on them, that was a little to much even for him and his liking of the tropical climate.
He'd been in the greenhouse for quite some time now! Originally he'd come from somewhere in the Amazon, near the hidden, or not so hidden once you knew where it was, city of El Dorado. He'd liked it there well enough until El Rey decided he wanted to be friends... at first even that hadn't seemed so bad, but the Gold Kings habit of just picking up people he wanted to spend time with and flinging them over his shoulder was a little bit too much for the Alva, who despite his own fairly high strength, felt that his ribs bruised rather too easily under the brainless kings hands.
As he made his was towards the orchard, he couldn't help but smile... Kiret... that silly Dryad was at the peaches again... he didn't seem to know, or maybe he just didn't care that the pungent fruit were slowly gnawing away at his memory... oh well, he was a nice guy as far as it went, and chatting to him could hardly be a bad way to pass the day as he didn't feel like being inside just now.
"Hey there Kiret!" he called out, lifting a hand with a wave, "how are you today?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2008 4:29 pm
Kiret smiled up to the faintly familiar Alva as he was greeted, waving. "Hello there!" He exclaimed before pausing and attempting to think for a moment or two. "...I'm sorry, but what was your name again?" He questioned lightly, still eating the peach he had held in his hand. "You look sort of familiar!" The orchard Dryad added, pausing in eating his peach to set it down next to him.
"I'm good today." He remembered to add on a stroke of luck. "I can't think(or maybe he just couldn't remember!) of anything really bad that's happened." The Dryad offered a genuine little smile, patting the grass next to him in invitation for Aioki to sit down and speak to him. Familiar people were always nice.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 5:08 am
Aioki smiled with a small shake of his head and made his way over to where the Dryad had settled himself, and took a seat next to him. "I'm Aioki," he stated, patting Kiret on the arm as he settled, he'd used a few different names in years gone by, but that little amusement had lost its charm rather quickly, as poking fun at such a good soul seemed a little un-sportsmanly. Kiret was really utterly harmless. With a small sigh he settled himself comfortably, leaning back on his hands. "I'm pleased you're having a good day," he stated, they'd had almost this same conversation day in and day out for years now, but at least the companny was pleasant.
"It was too hot in the green house today," he stated, "Hence the walk, its much pleasanter out here than in there today, and Ophris is sleepy, so its rather lonely as well..." he flicked one of the brightly coloured flowers that clung to him a couple of times to try to remove a rather fascinated bee. "I'm not surprised I look familiar though, we've been friends a long time, still enjoying the peaches?" It was a weakness he doubted the dryad would ever break from, the peaches were good, he had to admit, but they sure did some funky things to your brain after you'd had a couple.
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