september catch-all; open

[ushiri]

WHO: "Kyle" and you
WHAT: Monthly catch-all, including errands and quests
WHERE: Castle Thorne, Nott and Horizon
WHEN: Post-Libertas and Thorne farmland attacks
WARNINGS: General talk about war, violence, mention of sex work. The farmlands prompt has mention of handling animal remains. Additional warnings in thread subjects.
OTHER: Will match brackets or prose!

Comments

[ushiri]

[ Kahlil catches the skepticism and leaves it where he found it. If he didn't want the man's curiosity than he could've come up with a better excuse, could've faked being mediocre at the game. Something about this and this man place brings draws out that competitive side, an itch to be acknowledged.

The answer earns Dean an odd look. By hunter he'd assumed the sort that brought back their own food. ]

Really? [ A raised eyebrow. When the knife hits the mark he tips his head toward Dean and takes his drinks, spinning one of his own knives in his hand for a moment. ]

Is that a big problem in your world? Nocwich must've been... odd for you.

[ Awkward, maybe? Kahlil himself had never seen such beings in real life before. Well, vampires and werewolves, anyway. There were other creatures in Basawar that were named demon, even if the actual hordes are relegated to dusty tomes. ]

[righteously]

( Yeah, he's gotten the what, like deer? response a few too many times not to clarify anymore. On the one hand, yes, he's definitely bagged his fair share of deer — for meat, not for sport — but it's a whole different thing. Especially in a world where monsters are so... monstery, and plenty abundant.

He sways through a casual little shrug. )

Slightly different species back home, but yeah, you could say that. ( About Nocwich being... odd. ) The ones I'm used to are a hell of a lot less civilized and a hell of a lot more interested in eating people, so. Guess you could call it a pleasant surprise.

( Or a suspicious one. )

[ushiri]

[ He throws his next knife, near dead center on a black square. ]

They don't exist in my world. [ A beat. ] The vampires at the Nightbloom were courteous hosts, even if some parts of the menu were... strange.

[ The Payshmura use some blood in ritual drinks, but even that is rare. ]

I like to think I'm adventurous, but blood-infused cocktails might be my limit.