Plant A Seed...
04-18-2018, 09:34 PM
To say Taufr was in a bad place was an understatement. Since leaving Abaven who knows how many seasons past, the Finnvi scion had merely scraped by. He'd lived meal to meal and little else. The days came and went with him barely noticing. Perhaps he should have stayed in Abaven. He could have found purpose there. Community. Something worth carrying on for. But in the end he couldn't do it. He'd stayed in a den in Abaven for quite some time, useless and broken. Some of them had seen him that way. They were sure to remember. Knowing that, how could he swallow his pride and stay? So he'd left. His wanderings had brought him to the isle. Eventually he made his way to the rundown building and peeked around the same corner Malleus had. He'd taken in the sunlight and the shadow, and perhaps out of a need to make his outside match his inside, he headed for the shadow and lay down there. "Hello?" He sighed, perturbed by the intrusion. "Occupied. And I'm not looking for company so just move along, friend." |