1. Gruki

    Private A Little Something to Take the Edge Off

    'In other words, you did it exactly how you're supposed to,' Gruki grinned, plucking a biscuit from the box before passing it back to Saskia. 'Patience is a virtue, after all. Well done?' Taking a cautious bite, the she-ork nodded in approval, brows lifting in delight. Not too hard, not too...
  2. Gruki

    Private A Little Something to Take the Edge Off

    Gruki's eyes widened as Saskia twisted, favouring the box over her own wellbeing. Arms meant to brace instead found nothing but empty air as the dusker tripped over her feet, like an acrobat who'd yet to discover the limits of her body. Gruki would have laughed, had she not been so worried. But...
  3. Gruki

    Private Bridled and Bleary

    Gruki was used to the staring; she had been getting them for most of her life. Even so, she found herself blushing under Jhima's scrutiny, at once embarrassed and flattered by the attention being heaped upon her, the keen interest in her companion's eyes not going unnoticed. Or ignored. 'Were...
  4. Gruki

    Private A Little Something to Take the Edge Off

    A quiet trip to the market, that had been the plan. A hop, skip and stroll down the road to Astenvale town. A bit of perusing, some choosing, maybe. As well as a few last minute requests from her friends who'd been unable to get away from their duties. Her coin purse could've done with some...
  5. Gruki

    Private Bridled and Bleary

    This time of year, the Sun arrived early and left late. The waking hours dragged their feet through Spring and Summer, and hurried along once the trees turned autumnal. But that's okay, thought Gruki, tucked away between stable stalls, hands set to a task agreed upon the night before. Longer...
  6. Gruki

    Open Fresh Fish, Rumbling Purr, Soft Feathers

    Gruki watched Hector go, her brow furrowed. 'As if he doesn't want to feed them, also,' she huffed, lips curling upwards, like they always did in the presence of kin. 'We'll find a way to win them over, Lou.' Gruki promised, attention half-torn and drifting betwixt the brunette and the bins. 'Be...
  7. Gruki

    Open Fresh Fish, Rumbling Purr, Soft Feathers

    'That's something we Ki's have in common.' Strolling back towards her friends, the last rays of a dying sun at her back, Gruki alighted alongside Lou, a smile wide upon her face. The basket of waste hung empty by her side. Woven from wicker, it was less fancy than Hector's shroud-weaving, but it...
  8. Gruki

    Open Catching Up: Astenvale

    'We don't, historically speaking,' replied Syr Gruber, his annoyance at Arbok blowing away upon the next breeze. 'Squire Arbok spoke out of turn, though, if it were up to me, we'd take you to your destination in a heartbeat.' He meant it, too. Gruki could see it in his eyes, how they held true...
  9. Gruki

    Open Fresh Fish, Rumbling Purr, Soft Feathers

    'You could always try leaving it?' Shuffling out of the way, the big squire stood, her back cricking as she repositioned the basket on her hip. Ouchie! 'I've seen them eat fish before. Thomas and Duchess, that is. Perhaps they believe you to be a predator luring them in? Or maybe they view you...
  10. Gruki

    Open Fresh Fish, Rumbling Purr, Soft Feathers

    'What did who lose down where?' Rounding the corner, Gruki hurried up to Hector and Alouette, the basket of kitchen waste she carried temporarily forgotten as she peered over their heads. 'Awful dark under there,' she said, squinting and squatting to get a better look. 'Say, are those eyes?'
  11. Gruki

    Open Catching Up: Astenvale

    'This is true. There's more to life than swords and killing.' Nod-nodding, Gruki settled back on her haunches as Arbok added the last strips of bacon to the skillet. It was a bit late in the day to talk theology, granted. But then polite conversation knew no boundaries. Or was it the other way...
  12. Gruki

    Open Catching Up: Astenvale

    'We are,' Syr Jarro replied, watching as the squires setup shop. '"In the roots of the mountain," you said. Not an exaggeration.' Turning to face Ronja, the elf probed his memories; most were as clear as the day he'd made them, though, the lazaret could not be considered one of them. 'A good...
  13. Gruki

    Open Catching Up: Astenvale

    'Not to worry, a little dirt never hurt nobody.' Smiling kindly, Gruki shift-stepped around the crackling campfire, careful not to tread on her knights. The horses were hobbled nearby. Still saddled, their bags contained the tools of her trade; knives and pans, skillets and spoons, and tongs for...
  14. Gruki

    Open Catching Up: Astenvale

    'Forgetful bunch, ain't we?' Gruber chuckled heartily, black beard twitching as he thanked Arbok with an almost imperceptible tilt of his boulder-like bonce. 'Apologies aside, you're most welcome at our campfire, lady. As to our names, well, this here is Syr Jarro, of Dusk.' 'And the...
  15. Gruki

    Open Catching Up: Astenvale

    Smirking, Gruki gave Arbok's shoulder a comforting pat, her amusement shared by the knights, and perhaps the stranger, too? 'Wise words from a wise woman,' rumbled Gruber, holding his hands over the flames as a chill wind blew through their wayside camp. 'Y'have the look o' one, if you don't...
  16. Gruki

    Open Catching Up: Astenvale

    'I'm sure, so how about you stop worrying and relax. It's not like Syr Gruber's going to turn you away when you show up, wine in hand.' Smiling, Gruki pressed one of the refilled skins into Arbok's hand, winked like she knew what she was doing. Syr Jarro certainly did. Sat cross-legged upon...
  17. Gruki

    Open Catching Up: Astenvale

    'Reconnaissance? In the Free Cities?' Gruki could hardly believe it. 'Seems an awful long way to go "just to keep an eye on things". I hope you don't get into too much trouble down there.' She had heard horror stories about Shroud Fiends prowling the coast, and haunting the Southern Mheara. Not...
  18. Gruki

    Open Catching Up: Astenvale

    It was like running headlong into a wall. Of course, most walls didn't have thoughts or feelings or arms to hold you with. Nor did they have a voice as sweet as Arbok's. 'I've missed you, too!' Gruki laughed, reaching up on her tippy toes to give her bear-friend a hug. There were few people in...
  19. Gruki

    Open Catching Up: Astenvale

    The Bern and Barley fell silent at the incessant tapping. So quiet you could hear a pin drop. Turning at the sound of her name, Gruki sighed, a sheepish smile forming on her face as she recognised the figure standing beyond the pane. Though, stooping may have been more accurate. 'Friend o'...
  20. Gruki

    Open Catching Up: Astenvale

    It was market day in Astenvale village. The sun was shining, the skies were clear, and the taverns were packed with all sorts of folk. Travellers, mostly. Merchantmen from aboard, strangers from the surrounding villages- Gruki recognised a number of faces in the Bern and Barley, though she had...
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