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[nomnoms]

Who: Nanaue & you!
When: November catch-all
Where: Solvunn; Nocwich ; Horizon
What: Day(s) in the life of a manshark.
Warnings: Gore, violence, animal harm & death, seriously dead dove do not eat. Also obligatory disclaimer that sometimes threads with Nanaue are nonverbal for many tags or end abruptly!

PRIMARY SETTLEMENT; NANAUE'S HOUSE ☠
[ Maybe you have heard of the red barn-shed on the outskirts of the settlement where a seven foot manshark allegedly makes his home. Maybe that manshark himself has proudly told you (with his limited vocabulary) that he is in fact a home owner and this is where he sleeps. Or maybe you just stumble upon the area all on your own, it doesn't really matter!

The small barn (or large shed) sits quietly in a meadow, not far from a small pond. With the changing season there's less dragonflies flitting around the pool's murky, slimy surface, but you can still hear a small chorus of frogs making their presence known. The barn itself is brightly painted, with three of it's sides covered in child-like doodles and drawings of happy people, flowers, fish, and other things. One side has a full English alphabet drawn on it (or whatever it translates to in your own language). ]

BAD DOG!

[ That deep shout is all the warning you get before something that is very much NOT a dog comes bursting out of the barn with some rags in its mouth. It spins around and shakes them violently before eyeing you and lowering its held with a low growl...

...

Or in the afternoon, perhaps after lunch, you might find a more peaceful interaction between these two creatures. Nanaue tosses a very large bone across the meadow, and his varren happily rushes after it in a game of fetch. ]

Good dog. [ He will say as it approaches. The varren does not seem yet to grasp the return part of fetch, though, and you might watch the pair wrestle over the bone for a few minutes... ]



PRIMARY SETTLEMENT; SKOOL ☠
[ Seated in the center of a group of children is Nanaue. This is not exactly a strange sight if you've been in the Primary Settlement for the past six months. The children has taken a liking to the monstrous man, who sits almost docile in their midst. Sometimes their games are more rough, with the children trying to tackle and defeat him. Today, it seems like they are decorating him, or maybe practicing for a worship related art project. Some of the children have strung together bones on thread and are wrapping him like a morbid Christmas tree. Others are painting directly onto his hide common symbols and runes and even just regular letters.

Nanaue himself is breaking off bones from the strings and idly chomping down on them. ]



NOCWICH; ☠
[ Nanaue doesn't often visit Oleuni Square. When he does, he can be found lounging in the hot springs - or perusing the market stalls.

There's a particular stall he's patronizing today that sells bone carvings, sculptures and jewelry. Nanaue picks up little statuettes to examine at eye level, under the wary watch of the artist and seller. When he moves on to the jewelry he holds up a necklace and gently places it atop his flat head... for it is far too small to fit over it to sit on his collarbone. ]

How look? [ he turns to ask guilelessly at whoever is nearby. The artist catches your eye nervously, shaking his head as if to tell you not to encourage this... ]



HORIZON; ☠
[ Nanaue's domain, much like the man-creature himself, hasn't changed very much since he first created it. The waves are gentle and his cave still smells very questionable.

On the rare occasions throughout the month that he can be found here, Nanaue is almost always out swimming. He stays beneath the surface, unseen except for the massive fin that sometimes breaks through the waves.

Alternatively, maybe he wanders into YOUR domain. He does like exploring new places. He might be standing at whatever passes for an entrance, staring with his flat, black eyes. ]



WILDCARD; ☠
( Something not on here? I'm down for anything! Feel free to mix and match or make up a new scenario! )

Comments

[nomnoms]

[ The sparkly crystals and beads immediately have his full attention, the reflection shimmering in the dark, black pools of his flat eyes. It's a little difficult for him to pick up them up individually, being so tiny compared to his meaty fingers. Instead, he just shoves a pointer finger into one of the containers of beads, chuckling to himself before moving on to stare at some of the slightly larger crystals. He ducks low to stare at them at eye level. There's even some cheap pearls made for stringing!

He gives a furtive glance at Hilda. ]

No money... [ He never needs money in Solvunn. People just give him things in exchange for extra nom noms he finds. Here, though -

In his best attempt to whisper, he leans over to Hilda's ear and holds his hand up to block the sound: ]

Steal?

[theidlemaiden]

[ Thankfully Hilda's fingers and hands are built for this. Any of the smaller beads and crystals are scooped up into his own tray and soon enough that begins to fill up too. The larger crystals that his gaze lingers on are also placed into the tray and when she watches his eyes flit to the string of pearls they're soon added to the lot too.

Now they'd just have to pick out some chains or cord and then they'd be all set to -

Suddenly Nanaue's large hand is in front of the, shielding them from view of the merchant who definitely heard his not-so-quiet whisper. Hilda feels her eyes immediately snap towards them and she lets out a nervous giggle. ]

These are a steal, Nanaue you're right!

[ Quickly she shoves both the trays towards the merchant who eyes them both a little suspiciously. As much as she'd put her money on Nanaue over the merchant, she'd still rather avoid a fight if she can avoid one. With the merchant's back towards them she gives his arm a pat. ]

Don't worry about the money, I'll take care of it. It's my gift to you.

[nomnoms]

[ The reply has him confused, so it's probably for the best that she ends up taking charge and attempting to diffuse a situation before it begins. Nanaue stares at the suspicious merchant with absolutely zero guile on his features, then glances back at Hilda. ]

Gift...? [ He does like gifts, so that seems okay.

He would like to give a gift in return - something he doesn't need money for, though. He'll have to think about it when he goes home. ]

Thank you. [ He will now wait patiently for the money to be exchanged, while wondering aloud. ]

What make?

[ What will they now make with all of this? ]

[theidlemaiden]

Of course! That's what friends do for one another.

[ Relieved that the threat of being accused of thievery seems to have passed at least for a moment, her smile seems to brighten a little bit. They're still within earshot of the merchant so explain why suggesting that you steal something aloud in the middle of the market probably isn't the best idea. ]

We're going to make some necklaces. You said that you couldn't find anything that fit you, so we'll just make some that does!

[ Coin is exchanged for product and along with the beads are several metres of metal, cord, and chains. ]

Does that sound okay with you?