Sisyphus Happy
Elder Member
Liu sat in the soft earth, quietly surveying the group. Between the wildlife and the river, the sound of their words was lost. Three creatures stood across from his leafy companion, one was seemingly human but had strange manners, even for a child. None of them seemed to be belligerent or aggressive. Careful not to characterize creatures with the features of a herbivore as docile or weak, he was led to believe the deer-man was amiable nonetheless. It was difficult to read the mood of the yellow-orange ball creature. The eyes seemed to be present without eyebrows and without a visible mouth, he had to wonder how it spoke, if it did at all. The man was sitting still and looking over the river, able to see from his periphery. Of course, the hood was tilted just a little in their direction. Occasionally, he listened for the movement of the herd. Though he didn't doubt that Ciu'nan was correct about the terrain forcing them to slow, how could Liu ever be secure about his ability to move through the forest? He was half expecting to trip over any and every minor obstacle in his way.
At the approach of Ciu'nan the mound of cloth stood. Liu was tall enough for the motion to be conspicuous to the group further away. He made no move toward them, only the gaping void of his low hood turned in their direction briefly before sliding back toward the river. He stood inocuous but eerie, with his form covered head to toe in mismatched fabrics. His cowl turned back to her and he spoke, "they did not show any signs of aggression. A fine group of folks, I would say. I hope that they are well protected, this wilderness is capable of unkindness," he prayed crisply. He had no inkling that they were offered to accompany them. Liu stood still, showing no signs of hurry, waiting for Ciu'nan's response.
At the approach of Ciu'nan the mound of cloth stood. Liu was tall enough for the motion to be conspicuous to the group further away. He made no move toward them, only the gaping void of his low hood turned in their direction briefly before sliding back toward the river. He stood inocuous but eerie, with his form covered head to toe in mismatched fabrics. His cowl turned back to her and he spoke, "they did not show any signs of aggression. A fine group of folks, I would say. I hope that they are well protected, this wilderness is capable of unkindness," he prayed crisply. He had no inkling that they were offered to accompany them. Liu stood still, showing no signs of hurry, waiting for Ciu'nan's response.