Elfana’s journal · thread IV
Companions, guilds and the words exchanged on the road.
Not long after I arrived, another windshaper, a hunter of the skyborne, shouted a cry of loyalty to the Horde. It echoed over the village. Later, at the grove, a skyborne rogue said something playful to me about spooning. I answered with a single word, "k", and went on my way. Back in the village I saw the same rogue make a small jest about a sleeping companion called Naroman Mistblade. I was glad to hear friendly voices on my first day.
Soon after I arrived, another windshaper, a hunter, let out a cry of For the Horde! I could only smile at the spirit of it. Later, in the grove, a rogue of our order said something about spooning. I answered with a single word, "k", and left it at that. Back in the village, I saw the same rogue make a small jest of a fellow named Naroman Mistblade falling asleep, with a great many Z's to mark the snoring.
Soon after I arrived, a fellow windshaper, a skyborne hunter, bellowed a cry for the Horde somewhere nearby. At the grove, a skyborne rogue said something about spooning. I answered with a single word, "k", and left it at that. Back in the village, the same rogue's companion-of-the-moment, a Naroman Mistblade, was said to have fallen asleep, and the rogue made a little joke of it.
Not long after I arrived, a windshaper skyborne hunter shouted a battle cry for the Horde, loud enough to carry across the village. In the grove, a windshaper skyborne rogue spoke to me with an odd, friendly proposal to spoon. I answered with a single word: "k". Back in the village, the same rogue's companion-sleep was announced aloud: a skyborne named Naroman Mistblade had fallen asleep, and the rogue made a little joke of it with a string of snores.
A fellow windshaper, a hunter, let out a cry of "for the Horde" not long after I arrived, and I felt the call of it in my chest. In the grove, a rogue of our order made me a playful proposal to lie close together and spoon. I answered plainly, "k", and went on my way. Back in the village, the same rogue's trail of words told that a certain Naroman Mistblade had fallen asleep.
Another windshaper, a hunter, let out a cry of for the Horde not long after I arrived. It stirred something in me. Later, at the grove, a rogue of our order said something about spooning. I answered with a single word, "k", and little more. Back in the village, the same rogue made some jest about a fellow named Naroman Mistblade falling asleep.
