"Not really." Alo replied. "Just kidding. I agree, probably a wee bit longer than they should have." He mocked her accent. "So did you stumble down here by accident or were you just excited to meet me?"
The elf saw red when he mocked her accent but she tried to remain calm.
She hated, hated, hated when humans did that. And they always just had to didn't they?
She sighed like she was already tired of their game, the who-would-break-their-calm-first-game. And if he was going to be more than a temporary fixture then he would have to play along, relation to Valeiah or not.
"Oh you're so clever hm? You're not all that interesting. I simply saw an irregularity in our numbers and thought we had a stowaway dumb enough to try and hide in plain sight."
Letting her legs out of the net she deftly landed on her bare feet. She then crossed her arms and raised an inky eyebrow.
"Elves donnae stumble, by the way. That's a human thing."
"Mhm. Call me captain uninteresting. You know my sister and I have insult competitions? Nothing you say is going to make me go blind with rage. Unless, well, you called me short. But I donnae think you'll do that, right? Right. Thanks for being so sweet." Alo smirked. He honestly wanted the conversation to be over but he liked making people mad.
Suddenly there was a pinch in her stomach, and she knew what came next.
The laughter. The cold, hollow laughter.
"Hahaha. You're quite funny, oh Sir Stranger. You'd think that humans would develop better manners having supposedly existed before elves but no. They've about got the politeness of shit stuck to your foot and smell thrice as bad."
Here she smiled a vicious smile, flashing her sharp canine teeth.
"You know, the elves have a saying for people like you:
Garrett was doing as Yaroslav had commanded when Dorian finally dove from the sky out of nowhere and landed on his shoulder, though not as gracefully as before
'What's with your foot?' The mage asked, only receiving in answer some mumbled thing about friends, little disagreements, and liberal use of throwing knives. How did Dorian manage to mumble with his mind, Garrett did not have a clue. He only sighed and continued working while Dorian flew off to perch upon some ropes.
Lilith climbed down from the sail and walked toward Alo and Oceana. Lilith kicked Alo's shin and smiled up at the elf.
"I am sorry for his attitude. I have to say, it is quite annoying at times." She said glaring at the boy. "Why don't you make yourself useful? Go ask the big one at the helm for orders." She urged him. "Hurry along now, I think we've had enough of your attitude for today." Lilith looked back at the elf, and sighed crossing her arms. "I am so sorry. Alo is a bit hard to handle. I should know, I've been traveling with him for quite sometime." She chucked to herself, trying to make better of the situation. "The name is Lilith. Alo and I have decided to join the Princess' journey to reforge the crown. We are heading in the same direction anyhow." She explained.
Thora continued to run her fingers through her horse's mane as she turned her attention to Bo who had taken a seat. "I do. It is. . . well, it is difficult to explain. I cannot speak directly to them, per-say, but it is more like we can sense each other's energies," she tried to explain. "As long as I am gentle and centered, and the animal's aura is not too dark, we can usually bond easily." She hoped it made sense to him. She always struggled explaining the magic, anatomy, customs, etc of nymphs to practically anyone that wasn't one. She ran her hand down her horse's back and took a seat facing Bo, following his clever idea to find balance by sitting.
Alo flinched. "Why is everyone kicking me today? Just use your foot as a projectile weapon, why don't you..." He grumbled, then smiled and waved goodbye to Oceana. He actually had no clue how to work a boat, since his entire life he spent on land, but he would find something to do eventually.
"Ah, I see..." Don't think about the water. He nodded briefly, even though he only understood what she was describing to a certain degree. He got what she was saying on an intellectual level - it made sense, really - but he himself wasn't too connected to the more spiritual side of things. In fact, he didn't know if he was connected much at all. He didn't know if it was a lack of perception or just a lack of attention that made it difficult for him to "connect" (or whatever the term), but he always found it... difficult, to say the least.
"It must be nice to relate to other beings on that deeper level. With auras and energies and what not. Does it help you connect with people and such as well? Or... other beings besides animals? Like... uh... reading people, I guess? But auras?" He really had no idea what he was talking about. He hoped he made sense, or that she could at least explain it to him, and maybe even clear up some confusion.
Thora gave him a soft smile and crossed her legs. "To a certain degree," she stated and had to give it some thought. "It's. . .more difficult with beings that aren't connected to the earth. I can get better readings by feeding off of the earth's energy." Her words were slow and decisive as this was something that she hadn't really given much thought before nor had she explained it. She was frustrated that she wasn't able to better explain herself.
"Imagine it this way," she began and moved in closer. She gingerly grabbed Bo's hand and placed one of her arrows in it. She grabbed the other end of the arrow and she shook her hand as if she was suffering from hypothermia. "You can feel the vibrations, can you not? But you are not feeling me shake - you are feeling the arrow shake," she explained. She put the arrow back in her sling that she threw over her horse. "It is similar to that. I cannot feel the energies directly, but I can translate them as they move through the earth. . ." She wasn't sure how well she had explained it, but she was glad that she had tried.
Bo impulsively flinched back a little as Thora grabbed his hand, but quickly relaxed. She's just explaining. Visually. What she was saying surprisingly made a lot of sense. Granted, he still didn't completely understand, at least not in an experiential way (he wasn't sure he ever would), but it was interesting. He wondered if it was anything like gut feelings, or if spiritual stuff was completely separate from things like intuition. They probabaly weren't... things were rarely that simple and categorized (even though it's nice when they are).
"Hm. That's... really cool." He echoed the compliment again, more quietly, mumbling, "Nymphs are cool."
Thora bashfully smiled at her hands and sat back in her original spot giving them space once more. "Thank-you," she grinned. She reached up and began to rub her necklace once more. She did find it a bit relaxing. That's when she eyed Bo's new necklace. "Did Phaedra give that to you?" she asked quietly and nodded her head at the stone.
Foxrun had nimbly climbed the net to the opposite sails that one of their new companions had aimed to release. She obviously knew what she was doing as he glanced over while releasing the sail he had chosen. She had this energy about her that he hadn't really encountered often, so much that he didn't know what it was he was even sensing. He would have to remember to look into. And then he had to admit, seeing all of these different people and what they were experienced in, was actually very admirable. Such a diverse group, yet they all got along. Well, for the most part.... he thought with an audible chuckle. Perhaps like bickering siblings. (in the literal sense for one pair it seemed.) Once releasing them and seeing everything had gone correctly, he swung from a loose rope, planting himself quickly on the deck. Then awaited patiently for any new orders to come, meaning he would stay in ear shot of their captain.
To her surprise, Oceana's own hand raised up and waved back, almost of its own accord.
Magic, surely he made me wave back with magic.
She thought stubbornly to herself.
Oceana nearly rocoiled at the sight and strange energy of the new human.
Though grateful for the explanation and the politeness, the odd nature of her Beatha was so off-putting to the elf.
" I'm Oceana." Was all that she could mumble while trying not to stare at her sunken eyes.
She looks like... A corpse...
Her tattooed skin prickled into gooseflesh and she suppressed a shiver.
"Grateful to have you along." The elf maiden blurted hurriedly, before turning on her heel and making a beeline for the stairs to go below deck, hoping to find better companionship among the animals.
She shut the door to the deck behind her, and nearly took the stairs two at a time.
Finally out of sight, Oceana squeezed her eyes shut and let out a disturbed groan and shivered violently before groaning and shivering again.
"There's something seriously wrong there..." She hissed to herself.
She turned to look at the horses, only to find Bo and Thora had been hiding in here. And had seen that whole display, staring at her strangely.
Oceana stared back, wide-eyed and slightly embarrassed, cheeks flushing.
Alo came and stood by Valeiah, who glared at him. "Why are you being so mean to me?" He whined. "I just came to beg for my pants back. In case I need them." Valeiah narrowed her eyes. "Later. I like wearing pants. Since it's weird to fight in a skirt." She crossed her arms and looked away.
"I feel like later means never, Guppy." Alo pouted his lower lip, making Valeiah snort.
"Why don't you go bug the elf again? You made her pretty mad." She said.
Thora quickly turned her attention to Oceana and cocked her head to the side. Was the elf afraid of the water too? Thora pat the floor next to her and gave her a questioning look. "You may join us," she said quietly. If something was 'seriously wrong' up there, then the nymph was glad to be below deck.
Hjalmar stepped up to the side of the ship, looking out beyond the bay. Sometimes it was hard to believe Algoran was just one of many continents on their earth. He closed his eyes and breathed in the salty air, it had been awhile since he had been to the sea. Well, this wasn't a sea per say, it was a bay. But close enough.
He was near where Alo was standing when Oceana decided to, quite literally, drop down. He eavesdropped, as that was a natural talent of his, already developing a distaste for Valeiah's brother. He was surprised that Oceana didn't pull a knife on him, he could tell she was fuming, especially because the boy was dumb enough to mock her wonderful accent. At least he failed at mocking it anyway, he couldn't quite get it right. When she spoke in elvish, he snorted, trying to contain a laugh. It was a good saying.
When she left, his eyes followed Alo as he returned to his sister's side. He decided to step into the shadows, and just observe the two.
Dorian was bored, which didn't bode well for anyone. He always had a penchant to find destructive solutions to his boredom, though he definitely would have to tone it down with this team. And Garrett wasn't much for talking currently, which annoyed him even further.
But the familiar saw the other thief, Hjalmar, sneak off into the shadows. He suddenly remembered a certain game he had played with a group of soldiers. It had created a little bit of chaos then, why wouldn't it now?
Making sure to be unseen, Dorian flew off where nobody would see him shift into a snake. Then it didn't take long to slither down to the deep shadows where the other thief stood. Dorian had to do his best not to laugh (or whatever that would be as a snake, he wasn't sure.). Once in Hjalmar's blind spot, he shifted once again. This time, one of is newest forms. A big black wolf, the coloring just dark enough to make him almost be fully hidden by the shadows. And then, he growled as angrily as possible.
Before he could be spotted, he was once again a snake, unseen and slithering away.
"Oh, this?" He held it in his hand, looking at briefly. After being reminded of it again (he had been rather preoccupied with other things - like coping with and facing his fears), he held it tightly. It was strange how a small rock could be comforting, but it was. Tis the magic of sentimentality.
"Yeah." He gave a small grin, looking up at hers. He noticed she had one too, but hers looked a little different. It had an indent in it, and was a different color.
His head turned to Oceana curiously as he watched her gallop downstairs. He smiled reassuringly as Thora offered for her to join them.
Alo shrugged. "I don't want to talk to anyone. Or make enemies. Likewise, I don't want to make friends either. I wasn't even planning on coming on this stupid trip." He snorted. "Meh. It's okay so far. At least I get to come out here." Valeiah responded. "Remember when ma would bring us to the beach, despite dad saying no? She always had stuff to do but she avoided it." She chuckled lightly. Alo nodded. "Yeah." Both of them were clueless to the theif watching them.
Hjalmar whipped his head around at the growl, his hand instinctively reaching the hilt of his short sword. Realizing there was nothing there, he shrugged, must be the ship creaking or something. He thought to himself. It wouldn't have been the first time he jumped at a harmless noise.
Dorian watched for a reaction from Hjalmar and... there was almost nothing. Some people at least reacted with a cursing or something. But this made it even more fun. 'Just how many times can I dance circles around this guy?'
And so Dorian repeated the whole creep up-shift-growl-shift-escape routine again, this time taking care to be seen just long enough for the guy to believe there was an animal, but not long enough to be completely sure of it. He was already making a list of who else he could try and alarm. Maybe Oceana or Bo?
Oceana blushed harder but obliged and sat next to the nymph maiden, watching Bo carefully.
She was still quite distrustful of humans and she had never had a conversation with the giant of a man.
Still he seemed more genuine than some of the others. And quietly polite, if a bit awkward.
Better than that Alo fellow.
She reached out to pet Bjorn, murmuring in elvish to him.
The stallion's wet eye rolled to look at her before chuffing in a sneeze-like fashion and then exhaled loudly.
Oceana smiled unusually brightly and scratched behind his ear.
Then she turned to look at Santo, the pretty mare already watching her.
Tucking a strand of hair back, the elf said a short sentence to the other horse, again in elvish. Santo rolled her eyes but whinnied softly and nudged Bo's bulky shoulder.
This sent the elf maiden laughing and giggling uncontrollably, even falling over and holding her stomach. Her laughter rang out heartily, with snickering and gasping in between bouts.
Surely Thora and Bo were perplexed by her overwhelming show of amusement and happiness, so used to seeing her either embarrassed or angry.... And also that she was talking to horses.
"Well, I'm gonna go spoil Mapiya with sugar cubes. See ya." Valeiah patted the boat and headed down to where the horses were. Mapiya was a beautiful mare, black with white spots and a white mane. She reminded Valeiah of a night sky.
Sitting off in an isolated corner had its perks, but once Nameen had recovered from conversation on the docks she quickly grew bored.
Leaning over to the side and pushing herself up to a standing position, she decided to once again attempt the complicated art of socializing.
Hopefully this time I won't be rendered a flustered idiot.
Striding back to where most of the activity was taking place on the sunny deck, Nameen concentrated immensely on trying to keep her face neutral, perhaps even somewhat welcoming? She leaned over the side of the ship to see her reflection in the clear waters, and saw that she'd only succeeded in looking distasteful. Upon this observation, she scowled, turning her eye back on board the vessel.
Excellent progress.
Despite everything, she continued onwards. When she reached most of her companions, Nameen halted, peering around.
What now?
Her entire mind went blank, except for this question. With no particular reason, Nameen commenced pacing the perimeter of the deck, while staying out of the way of those manning the ship. Her one eye darted around, resting only momentarily on anyone she passed.
(Yup Nameen has terrible social skills, plus I had no idea what else to write xD )