• This section is for roleplays only.
    ALL interest checks/recruiting threads must go in the Recruit Here section.

    Please remember to credit artists when using works not your own.

There Will Be An End

"I said nothing incriminating," Mousey said and he didn't "I'm out running errands today... Granny is such a slave driver," he laughed "You both be safe... Miu... don't become a punk kid,"
 
"Whatsa punk?" Miu asked Axesort. The dragon gave a shrug, unknown to the term as well. "Then I assume you are rather busy at the moment? I do need to go see Granny."
 
"It meens a street gixie," Mousey laughed "One who can hold her own in a fight. I'm on my way back with some hearbs she asked for,"
 
"Oh, I already am that. I'm a punk!!" Miuccia said happily.


Axesort shook his head, "I'll come with then."
 
"Why.. they are tough!" Miuccia said happily, "Like Runa." Axesort nodded slowly and laughed a bit with Miuccia. When they got to Granny's small hut, he nodded a greeting to the elder women, "Good morning."
 
"Morning to you Ashur, I trust you are well?" she asked him "Thank you mousey now make yourself useful and crush those up."


"Yes Granny," Mousey sighed
 
Axesort chuckled when she told him to work, "One of my charges found a baby... somthing. It has a beak and grown feathers... I think it is a griffin. It is fairly naked and defenseless. We had to strip the egg from it before it died.... and now we are not sure what to feed it. I was hoping you would know."
 
A mix of ground meat insects plants milk, it'll eat anything," she told him "Though you will need to grind anything biger then its eyes as it will try to swallow it whole." She told him "It;ll want to eat pebbles let it," she rummaged through her things "Dark be a good elf fetch me my bag from inside,"


"Yes Granny," the elf hopped up and went to get her bag.


"I'll give you a bit of somat that;ll help it get strong," Granny said
 
"I see." Axesort said with though.


"Ewww... the little naked thing eats bugs?" Miu asked.


"It is called a Griffin. And it's name is Magic now. Call it by it's name.. Though we don't know it's gender yet." Axesort said.
 
"It should be easy to tell when the feathers come in," Granny told her "Griffins are rare beasts intelegent though not so much as others, like a dog," Granny said
 
"Thats good to know.." Axesort said with a nod.


"I bet I could catch the bugs!" Miuccia told Granny.
 
"I bet you could child," she told her, "when it is stronger it will hunt for itself," she told them "as is its nature." Mousey came back with a rediculously heavy bag. "Ah mousey good find the book on roots,"
 
"Yes most all you need to get for the infant nutrient wise will come from roots," Granny said plucking out a vial "This is a knoll root mix with some berry in it, try feeding him this till it's underfeathers come in, it'll make the poor thing feel woozy for a day but it'll help in the long run,"
 
"I see.. thank you. What do I owe you?" Axesort asked Granny.


Miuccia took the vile and looked at it.
 
Axesort let out a soft sigh, one mousey was starting to be familiar with when the dragon didn't get his was. "Thank you then."
 
"Of course you would." Axesort said as he took the book and put it in the pack of the horse. He was not sure if granny would even know mousey and him were friends. But if he saw her often he may have talked about him. Which made him wounder if she knew what he was.
 
"Safe trips good luck on your keep," Granny said.


"Sometimes.... granny I think you are a true witch not just a hedge witch," Mousey said


"Oh nonesence boy, I just know what goes on," she told him
 
Everyone knew about the Keep being built, "A friend of Mousey is welcome there at anytime. I need something from you Mousey however."
 

Users who are viewing this thread

Back
Top