Cabin in the woods - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
10/2/476
Log
The Silver fox is busy adding wood to the fire place as he await the fox of his dreams, he feels uplifted at the chance to finally see her again. He has been unable to focus on his training or anything but that fox that captured his eyes. He places the final log into the fire as he dusts himself off an paces the room making sure everything is picture perfect.
Mirana walks up toward the caben that Yuric had directed her toward. She is very cautious going. Last time she was out here, she had to help fight with a very fat feline with a dragon, and the time before that she was up all night training at Arimia's command. Seeing her destination, she walks up to it hesitently at first. Well, she had her scholar soul as a back up if this was a trap. The woods weren't the safest place, so she decided on the battle dress Kilsa had made her.
Yuric smile and heard steps on the pourch of the cabin and walked to the door. He opened it with a smile, "Hello again, I was a little afraid that you wouldn't show." He winked and stepped aside to allow her in. "I've prepared a little snack for use before we travel further to the lake." He points the small table in the room which has a few small meat and some fresh bread. "I know the trip here can be a little tiring." He said before pulling a seat out for the Noble fox.
Mirana looks to Yuric with a smile, "No it wasn't too bad at all, I've come out here a few times before" she says then walks in and takes a seat. "Well, my good Mister Yuric, what do you have planned for one such as myself? I must admit, I almost thought you'd be trying to trap me in some way." she says blushing a bit. Looking over the meet and bread she wonders a moment, "How did you get this good food Yuric?" She tries to keep her mind off of his story and how nice he looks and more on learning about him.
"Why I hunted it myself, As part of my training I track and hunt my own food." He said proudly, "I have little devious in my plans, I would like to enjoy a nice snack here while getting to know the beauty before me then I would love to enjoy some more food by the lake side and hope we catch a glimspe of some of the beautiful native creatures. I hope to catch a peek of some of the gentle beast that come to drink." He says as he sits down across from her and look across the table.
Mirana looks at the meat and bread then up to Yuric, she takes a fork and knife and sets to eating a bit, wondering if it was safe. She prepares to take her meds and a bit of earth math and water math to help purge her system, just in case. After swallowing she looks to Yuric, "This is.. very good! And you made it?" she asks, before taking another bite. She eats like a proper noble would, small bites, and slowly eating, even taking a moment to dab at her muzzle. "Well, I, think that I'd like that, but, what about you too? What island did you come from again?" She asks.
Yuric chuckled, "Well you learn alot when your too young to work in any heavy lifting. My mom taught me before the bandits came." He said when she asked him about his Island he got very quiet. "I would like to forget but the Island really was too small to have an official name, We always called it Erick Island after the Creator Saint." He said with a smile, "The way you eat it seems so focused, In the military I never saw anyone eat like that except the officers." He said never really understanding the concept of nobles or refined eating.
Mirana fights back a giggle till after she as swallowed a mouthfull of bread, "Oh.. umm well, I've always eaten like this. My Mother made sure of it." she says with another blush, "And, I am, or was, an officer." She says rather planly. She listens again to him talk about his island. "Erick Island.. humm.. I'll have to see about it." she offers. She'd have to talk to her cousin, Sally, who was more the sailor type then she was. "Well, I've asked a lot of questions about you, do you have any more me?"
The fox grinned, "Well I do have a good one, I've wondered. I can tell by your walk that your confident enough to handle yourself but your not a fighter or a weapon user that I can see. Are you a math user or do you have some other way to defend yourself." He blushed, "Sorry that is the warrior in me, I guess I'm curious I see that you wear something around your neck but I don't see a soulgem. Will by Being soul gifted bother you at all?"
Mirana as she is chewing on her next bite as Yuric asks his question and she litterally chokes on it. She is left caughing and sputtering very unladylike for a good while before dislodging it and swallowing it very roughtly, "Ex.. oh.. excuse me, and yes, I'm well, A math user, but I'm fairly capable with my staff here too. " Her face turns bright red as he asks about a soulgem and weither him being soulless would be a problem. "Umm, no, it .. it wouldn't be ... a problem at all Yuric.. being.. soull.. er.. soul gifted."
A pitiful look crosses his face as she looks so flustered, "I can see its an uncomfortable topic but I can tell you that we soulgift are good folk and that you can't look at our history without seeing the good we've done. Even Robert of Mossy stone was a soulgifted and he is the biggest hero I know of." Yuric blushed a little, "I just want you to know that we are good folk and what we are is really a gift to Promise."
Mirana looks up to Yuric as he explains about soulless and she looks down at the food before her. She sniffles a bit as he goes on, and even smiles as he mentions Robert of Mossy Stone. "Yes... the soulless have been a... big help to all of Promise, a very big help, but, also," while she keeps her head down and her composure in her voice, her eyes seem dampened and a tear rolls down her downturned muzzle, "But.. how can you really know for sure that you are you, and not just your soulgem? I've had someone explain it to me before, and it did help my understanding, but, well, also, don't you feel... chained by it too?" she asks, idly fingering at her locket when she finally looks back up after collecting herself again.
The fox chuckles and grabs her hand in his own. "A soul gem didn't vow to become stronger I did. A soulgem didn't fight through the military, I did. I have allowed others to borrow my spare soulgem in an emergency and they didn't suddenly become Yuric." He winks, "Do I feel chained, In an hour with a performer soul gem I can learn the basics of flute playing, fencing, fist fighting. No I don't feel chained I feel a responsibility to use this gift, and make no mistake beautiful it is a large gift, to help every male, female, child and senior. I am soul gifted and I thank the creators every day I am."
Mirana looks to him again, and sniffles a bit again, "No.. it wouldn't both me that, that you are soul gifted, not at all, and.. I thank you, you are the second person to tell me such, though the first to say it so kind. I.. I think I've been wrong, I think, that maybe I am not limited by this thing, I think you could be right." She says. Upon the locket there is a very unusual locking mechanic. She spins it a few times first one way, then the other, practiced fingers doing this countless times, she then looks up, "Tell no one. My standing in court would drop faster then a stone, I've already had my right of inheratence taken from me, though no one really knows why. So, promise me, tell no one." she says as she opens it up. Inside are two soulgems, one above the other.
