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delight_in_wt(* I'm still writing about 20 Lage 4385. Why does the scroll keep putting a new date down every time I take a break for kathia or something? )
It turns out a Sleeth can swim at the public pond without Creating a Public Disturbance although a bunch of Orren were kinda disturbed by it. Purrzhon and I paddled around by ourselves and chatted and a few of the bolder Orren swam close enough to get a good look and a couple of ones I know even said hallo and waved (to me, not Purrzhon).
Purrzhon said he likes to swim but he doesn't like being wet. He made me cast Mother's Towel on him again when he got out. Which was pretty quick, he can't have been swimming for even two hours.
Purrzhon's not from Vheshrame. He's not even a student at Vheshrame Academy. He's from Ulmarn Mene. Some stretch of forest called Remorshka Woods which he says isn't as dangerous as it sounds. He came to Vheshrame to sell some curios he got adventuring that he thought would get a better price here and to commission an enchantment from Professor Volstogg of Temporal Studies. But Professor Volstogg didn't have time to see him when he turned up. "This is not the good sign! He is the Tempador enchanter. If he cannot make time to see me, how can he make the time enchantment I ask him for?" Purrzhon made an appointment to see him this evening anyway and when I found him he was just sunning himself while he waited.
He was sunning himself more at the pond while he waited when Archonandi showed up. "Delight-in-Leather!" Arcy yelled at me, waving his brushy black-ringed tail fretfully.
This is one of the good parts of being shimmery purple your friends never have any trouble picking you out of a crowd. I swam to the pond's edge next to Purrzhon and slithered out, waving back. "Hallo Arcy! I'm Delight-in-Here to-day. How do you do?"
"Terribly!" Arcy rushed towards me and nearly tripped over Purrzhon. "Sorry, I'm AHH A SLEETH!"
"Rrr? You are looking like the Rassimel," Purrzhon said. "You are in disguise perhaps?"
Arcsy backpedaled quickly. I said, "Arcsy, this is Purrzhon. He didn't bite me for waking him up at the Buttery so I'm sure he won't bite you for tripping over him right Purrzhy?"
"No, he is not my type for the biting."
"See? Purrzhy this is my friend Arcy."
"Archonandi, actually. Only Delight calls me Arcy." Arcy peered at Purrzhon worriedly with his tail bottle-brushed for a moment, then decided to go back to his previous worry. "Delight, I need some advice."
"Rrr? And you are asking the Orren?" the Sleeth said.
Arcy ignored Purrzhon. "It's sort of a romantic issue. That has to do with my career choices. And whether or not I should stick with adventuring. Oh, and finances."
"And you are asking the single unemployed impoverished Orren?" Purrzhon said. What, you don't think we spent the whole time earlier just talking about him?
Arcy continued to ignore him. "And Windigar's not in town. So who do you think I should talk to about it, Delight-in-Here?"
I sprawled by the edge of the pond, considering. "It's a romantic issue, and you've tried talking about it with the Rassimel(s) involved already right?" I asked. He nodded. "So you want a third party who's not involved?" Another nod. "And who's discreet and not in your circle of friends so you can speak freely without worrying about it coming back to anyone who is involved?" More nodding. "And who's good with money and won't necessarily say 'stop adventuring OF COURSE that's not a career choice it's a death sentance.'"
Arcy clasped his hands together anxiously. "So, do you know anyone?"
"Mmmmmmmm. Hmm! Try Corycavy. She's an accountant at the temple to Kvarse. Tell her you're a friend of mine."
His face split in a relieved smile that reached the black fur of his mask. "Thank you, Delight!"
"Any time-y Arc-y!" I waved as he hurried off again.
Purrzhon watched him go. "He is definitely not the Sleeth-in-disguise. The Orren-in-disguise, maybe."
It turns out a Sleeth can swim at the public pond without Creating a Public Disturbance although a bunch of Orren were kinda disturbed by it. Purrzhon and I paddled around by ourselves and chatted and a few of the bolder Orren swam close enough to get a good look and a couple of ones I know even said hallo and waved (to me, not Purrzhon).
Purrzhon said he likes to swim but he doesn't like being wet. He made me cast Mother's Towel on him again when he got out. Which was pretty quick, he can't have been swimming for even two hours.
Purrzhon's not from Vheshrame. He's not even a student at Vheshrame Academy. He's from Ulmarn Mene. Some stretch of forest called Remorshka Woods which he says isn't as dangerous as it sounds. He came to Vheshrame to sell some curios he got adventuring that he thought would get a better price here and to commission an enchantment from Professor Volstogg of Temporal Studies. But Professor Volstogg didn't have time to see him when he turned up. "This is not the good sign! He is the Tempador enchanter. If he cannot make time to see me, how can he make the time enchantment I ask him for?" Purrzhon made an appointment to see him this evening anyway and when I found him he was just sunning himself while he waited.
He was sunning himself more at the pond while he waited when Archonandi showed up. "Delight-in-Leather!" Arcy yelled at me, waving his brushy black-ringed tail fretfully.
This is one of the good parts of being shimmery purple your friends never have any trouble picking you out of a crowd. I swam to the pond's edge next to Purrzhon and slithered out, waving back. "Hallo Arcy! I'm Delight-in-Here to-day. How do you do?"
"Terribly!" Arcy rushed towards me and nearly tripped over Purrzhon. "Sorry, I'm AHH A SLEETH!"
"Rrr? You are looking like the Rassimel," Purrzhon said. "You are in disguise perhaps?"
Arcsy backpedaled quickly. I said, "Arcsy, this is Purrzhon. He didn't bite me for waking him up at the Buttery so I'm sure he won't bite you for tripping over him right Purrzhy?"
"No, he is not my type for the biting."
"See? Purrzhy this is my friend Arcy."
"Archonandi, actually. Only Delight calls me Arcy." Arcy peered at Purrzhon worriedly with his tail bottle-brushed for a moment, then decided to go back to his previous worry. "Delight, I need some advice."
"Rrr? And you are asking the Orren?" the Sleeth said.
Arcy ignored Purrzhon. "It's sort of a romantic issue. That has to do with my career choices. And whether or not I should stick with adventuring. Oh, and finances."
"And you are asking the single unemployed impoverished Orren?" Purrzhon said. What, you don't think we spent the whole time earlier just talking about him?
Arcy continued to ignore him. "And Windigar's not in town. So who do you think I should talk to about it, Delight-in-Here?"
I sprawled by the edge of the pond, considering. "It's a romantic issue, and you've tried talking about it with the Rassimel(s) involved already right?" I asked. He nodded. "So you want a third party who's not involved?" Another nod. "And who's discreet and not in your circle of friends so you can speak freely without worrying about it coming back to anyone who is involved?" More nodding. "And who's good with money and won't necessarily say 'stop adventuring OF COURSE that's not a career choice it's a death sentance.'"
Arcy clasped his hands together anxiously. "So, do you know anyone?"
"Mmmmmmmm. Hmm! Try Corycavy. She's an accountant at the temple to Kvarse. Tell her you're a friend of mine."
His face split in a relieved smile that reached the black fur of his mask. "Thank you, Delight!"
"Any time-y Arc-y!" I waved as he hurried off again.
Purrzhon watched him go. "He is definitely not the Sleeth-in-disguise. The Orren-in-disguise, maybe."
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Date: 2010-06-18 06:02 pm (UTC)Sleeth are pretty rare inside the city, so they're mostly known for Not Being Here. You hear a lot of bad things about them though. Maybe not *killing* Primes but tormenting other Primes for being in their territory and chasing them away or biting your tail off because you didn't get out of their way fast enough or whatever. Some of it's probably true but I think it's exaggerated a lot.
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Date: 2010-06-20 01:05 pm (UTC)And that's a Sleeth I could generally trust, too.
If you're friends with a Sleeth, you need to pay some attention to not looking too much like a physical or emotional swatting-toy to them. If you're friends with a Gormoror, you need to pay some attention to not offending their sense of honor. If you're friends with a Cani, you need to pay some attention to possible conflicts of loyalty. And so on. The only species that's actually safe to be friends with is, of course, the Zi Ri.
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