by The Kingpin » Thu Sep 29, 2016 11:05 pm
"Qudum, like the sound of a drum," he started, mimicking the tapping of a drum. "Hway-near. Easy," he said cheerfully after he'd given the Mage some time to absorb the first part. The similarity to their elvish charge was not lost on him, and indeed, he found it quite endearing.
It was almost as he thought such that the thudding of her feet on the stairs could be heard, the young girl coming down the steps, rounding the railing at the end and running towards the two at the kitchen entrance. Black socks covered her feet, thick and warm as would be expected of winter wear. Dark brown pants and a dark red blouse were her choice of attire for the day, a thin leather belt wrapping around her waist from which a couple of small pouches hung, one long and thin, containing her wand, and the other shorter, rounded, a coin purse with a few knick-knacks placed within it. Also tucked under and hanging over the belt was a pair of white mittens, the same shade as her wirshah, which hung on a coat-rack by the door. Curiously, a thick furry hat was perched precariously over said wirshah, a deep brown hue that had an interesting sheen in the light. The Scholar was surprised, both for the fact it was there and the fact he hadn't noticed it prior. Had she gone shopping for winter clothing while they were away?
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG