12-11-2014, 04:02 PM
Trich relaxed at the young man's invitation, releasing his grip on the rock in his hands and letting it hit the ground with a thud. "Thank you kindly for the offer. Much, much obliged." He smiled weakly as he stepped down from his position and entered the cave. As he had surmised, space was pretty tight in here, but not too terribly claustrophobic.
A cursory glance showed that there was one other person in the cave besides the man he'd spoken with; a young, raven-haired girl with vibrant green eyes - eyes that were currently giving him a cold stare that betrayed the forced nature of the smile on her lips. It's all right, ravenhair, I wouldn't trust me either in my current state.
He turned his attention back to the blond shirtless boy who had asked him about his travels. Choosing his words carefully, he tried to give a plausible reason for his presence here in the mountains. "As for my travels, yes, I was heading for Thria. Well, Laus, by way of Thria. I'm trying to get back to my wife. You see, I'm a merchant by trade - I don't suppose you've ever heard of D'Alvers silk, have you? My family has made quite a name for themselves throughout Lycia in the textile business. I was over the border in Etruria trying to expand the business before all this madness started up and the borders closed. My wife, meanwhile, was back in Laus. You wouldn't believe how hard it has been to get back over the border, even with Lycian citizenship - seems they require a little extra proof these days."
Pausing for a moment, Trich tried to read the face of the man sitting across from him. Was he believing this story? It was hard to tell; he was showing no emotion. It's nearly the truth, anyways. And it's not likely these two are loyal to Lycia - there's no reason I can think of for a couple of Lycians to be wandering way up here in the mountains. Better safe than sorry, though.
"Anyways, I had to take a bit of a roundabout way to get back in. So, the mountain pass it was. Probably wasn't a great idea coming out this way all by myself though. A person could get lost up here, particularly in this weather."
"Oh, by the way, I don't think I caught your name?"
A cursory glance showed that there was one other person in the cave besides the man he'd spoken with; a young, raven-haired girl with vibrant green eyes - eyes that were currently giving him a cold stare that betrayed the forced nature of the smile on her lips. It's all right, ravenhair, I wouldn't trust me either in my current state.
He turned his attention back to the blond shirtless boy who had asked him about his travels. Choosing his words carefully, he tried to give a plausible reason for his presence here in the mountains. "As for my travels, yes, I was heading for Thria. Well, Laus, by way of Thria. I'm trying to get back to my wife. You see, I'm a merchant by trade - I don't suppose you've ever heard of D'Alvers silk, have you? My family has made quite a name for themselves throughout Lycia in the textile business. I was over the border in Etruria trying to expand the business before all this madness started up and the borders closed. My wife, meanwhile, was back in Laus. You wouldn't believe how hard it has been to get back over the border, even with Lycian citizenship - seems they require a little extra proof these days."
Pausing for a moment, Trich tried to read the face of the man sitting across from him. Was he believing this story? It was hard to tell; he was showing no emotion. It's nearly the truth, anyways. And it's not likely these two are loyal to Lycia - there's no reason I can think of for a couple of Lycians to be wandering way up here in the mountains. Better safe than sorry, though.
"Anyways, I had to take a bit of a roundabout way to get back in. So, the mountain pass it was. Probably wasn't a great idea coming out this way all by myself though. A person could get lost up here, particularly in this weather."
"Oh, by the way, I don't think I caught your name?"
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