1. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    A hand sprung up. Fingers fanned wide. A twinkle of digits. Spine hunched, just the bit back with leg raised in twist away. His eyes wide as they drank the creature in turn. His mouth screwed up between horror and curiosity. Shock of hair still a flutter in waves of purple shined by lamplight's...
  2. Roki

    Private It's Not Done Cooking

    "Wonder what this place is," the hush of Roki's voice came slow as his bright golden eyes peered about the vine-ridden stonework. Steady hands set to stir the frothy liquid that bubbled up from the belly of the stout cast iron pot. His ears listening to the low gurgle and hiss of the contents...
  3. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    He moved in a daze. Head full with the sound of arcs of lightning, spidering across the clouds overhead. Fractures and breaks, white hot against a cold that grew the heavier. The wind, gentle in the daylight, whipped fast with the twist of currents. Laundry, still hung on the lines, snapped...
  4. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    "Vyn," he said with a nod. Eyes dart between her and the space where his ears had last heard the bells. Looked back as the words dribbled out of her. His breath fast. Short. Slow it down. He remembered someone saying. Push it out. Empty. Let it out. Fell from his mouth in curls of purple and...
  5. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    Roki's eyes were fixed on the short man. His ears tuned to the jingle and clink of metal unseen. Silver? Gold? Copper or iron? The ring too muffled by fabrics to get any real sense of it. Was that the same blanket on his arm? Vynella's voice grabbed his attention again. He turned toward her...
  6. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    A blink. A gulp. "Y-yes, it, it was in the middle of camp," he said with a breath pulled into his lungs. The air buoyed him up and onto his feet. A straight shot up with a push of ankles and plant onto the soles of his feet. "I," he looked around them. Cautious. Was he afraid? This all felt...
  7. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    Plum colored brows scrunched, as four moons arced over the late day sun, the glitter of the belt, a band of burnished gold and eggshell white that split the blue above. "What I saw?" he echoed. Diving into those cold waters of his memory. Frigid enough to set him to shiver, and prickle his...
  8. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    If she had surprised him, it only showed in the raise of hairs and shiver of spine. Eyes wider as lips curled into smile, gaze never quite leaving the work set before him. Knife's curved mouth smiled all its own as it sank into the grain. Shaved off a curl of wood, thin as skin. But the line...
  9. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    Roki blinked at the dog's approach. "Oh, hello," he said, naive love for things furry and legged helping him forget the utter creepshow he had been left in the wake of. Least, for a moment. Knees, bent, smile wide, he tapped at his thighs and offered hands out to the old hound. Its snoot low...
  10. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    "What in the fuck," he failed to whisper. He cut his gaze away, quick as he had seen it. The strangeness of it there in the afterimage of his eye. Ghost pillows. His eyes zig-zag-shook there way back to see it. Had to see it. He was a squire. He could tell Lefelen. Surely the Dusk Knight...
  11. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    Roki's eyes went wide, breath sucked down his lungs as he tracked the kid running away. Double took to Vyn, a look of, what in Ghanga's tit's was that? "Goats?" he asked. Half laughed. Straightened up and stretched his arms. More out of habit than anything. Had to stay limber. Ready to move...
  12. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    Goosebumps prickled all up and down Roki's arm. Something about the how in the way she said things. Sent a shiver down his spine and had his hair stand on end. He wiggles his way out of it, and gave his foot a stamp! Hopped out the crooked wagon and shuffle stepped onto the grass and dirt, all...
  13. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    Arms outstretched, fingers pushed the last bit of the bowl up onto the shelf. Turned to look over his shoulder. "Weird huh?" he asked, nose sniffed the air, as if the call of weird had activated some old part of his brain. Smile split wide and open across his face. "I like weird!" He said too...
  14. Roki

    Open Hope is the Thing with Feathers

    A big smile turned bigger. Made his eyes crinkle up with laugh lines, with tusked teeth making him look much like a jack-o-lantern, far too early for the autumn season. "Greedy little buggers, weren't they?" he asked, fondness creeping in as heat in his voice. Warm off the tongue, like the sun...
  15. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    A plum colored brow quirked, tusks showed the more and his head keeled toward the big woman. Not bigger than Gruki, but plenty big all the same. "You think so, huh?" he brightened at the thought. Nod, as he stuck his hands into the mess that would turn to dough. "I think so too," he said with a...
  16. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    "What's a-" Roki laughed, shook his head. "Burret is a place," he nod as he gave the thickening roux another stir of agitation. "It's a village, betwixt the Rock and the Hold, their cows, they say, are descended from the great Aurochs itself," he breathed wonder into the sounds of it. Wind come...
  17. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    Tusky, the young man grinned. Nod. Followed after, two eggs the richer. At the crooked wagon, the pots and pans came quick. Rattle and clank over a set of logs stacked tinder box style. Stakes stamped into the green earth. Ingredients set about. Dry stuffs sifted, sorted, and mixed. A skin of...
  18. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    Feathers splayed and crest raised, the chicken was having none of it. Eyes sharp as pin needles. Roki splayed out a hand, fingers wide as he tried to fan down the ire. "Easy now, chicky, easy now," It warbled anything but. Spade beak struck out, green hand snaked around and swept under...
  19. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    "Illegal?" he laughed with disbelief and a recoil of his big head.Purple flame of hair bounced. "Well, aren't you in for a treat then?" he said wild eyed and big grinned. A smack of hand's heft against open palm. Swept away the dried up grapes that weren't there to begin with. "No raisins, not...
  20. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    "Tusky?" Roki muttered to himself. Turned to find the voice. Blinked at the half-pint child that stood at the doorway, all snivel nosed and full of vinegar. "Uh," he squint at the girl, jut his chin at her. "Do you even know where you're kidneys are?" he croaked, hands about a bag of flower he...
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