Lake Udori
9 Frost 121
"It's up to you, Timon," Aurin finally said. "It's our last day here. You'll be sleeping in a bed tonight. So do you want more bloodshed? See how Torin's doing with a quarterstaff versus my blades? Or should we have him teach us how to sneak around the forest? I heard he learned all that from a Fae'ethalan when he was a boy. Very nearly got stolen away to join their caravan, even."
They both looked at Torin, the boy curious, the man amused. He was aware this Fae'ethalan had come to Kalzasi, but hadn't met him yet; part of him wanted to remain separate from parts of Torin's life, feeling that he would only ruin them. But he supposed eventually he would meet all his little friends. When Timon looked back at him, he waited for him to make a judgment.
"Why not both?"
Aurin considered, then nodded.
"I suppose that's possible. Torin, d'you want to show us how you sneak so well? We could play a game of hide-and-seek or something like that to see what we learn. Then, after lunch, you could show me how you handle that stick of yours." He smirked and Timon snickered because he was entirely old enough to understand some innuendo.
But it would be a good lesson. Aurin knew how to be stealthy in a city and he supposed some of that would translate, but he wasn't a nature boy. One never knew when he might have to flee through the underbrush and not want to make noise or leave as much of a trail for hunters to follow. And he liked giving Torin more opportunities to teach; it seemed to make him more confident in himself in general, and confidence was hot. Of course, Aurin intended to cheat.
9 Frost 121
"It's up to you, Timon," Aurin finally said. "It's our last day here. You'll be sleeping in a bed tonight. So do you want more bloodshed? See how Torin's doing with a quarterstaff versus my blades? Or should we have him teach us how to sneak around the forest? I heard he learned all that from a Fae'ethalan when he was a boy. Very nearly got stolen away to join their caravan, even."
They both looked at Torin, the boy curious, the man amused. He was aware this Fae'ethalan had come to Kalzasi, but hadn't met him yet; part of him wanted to remain separate from parts of Torin's life, feeling that he would only ruin them. But he supposed eventually he would meet all his little friends. When Timon looked back at him, he waited for him to make a judgment.
"Why not both?"
Aurin considered, then nodded.
"I suppose that's possible. Torin, d'you want to show us how you sneak so well? We could play a game of hide-and-seek or something like that to see what we learn. Then, after lunch, you could show me how you handle that stick of yours." He smirked and Timon snickered because he was entirely old enough to understand some innuendo.
But it would be a good lesson. Aurin knew how to be stealthy in a city and he supposed some of that would translate, but he wasn't a nature boy. One never knew when he might have to flee through the underbrush and not want to make noise or leave as much of a trail for hunters to follow. And he liked giving Torin more opportunities to teach; it seemed to make him more confident in himself in general, and confidence was hot. Of course, Aurin intended to cheat.