forum The Secrets of Emberhaven // reboot? // oxo // closed

Started July 16, 2020 by @PaperHats business

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Oskig gave a smile, the mule stepping in line with Moose. He was much shorter, but Oskig’s own height moderately made up for it. But yes, he did have to look up in order to see Vienna.

“Ah, Westluck is a wonderful town! Small, of course, but just as wondrous as Ravenspire! Even more so, if I do say so myself,” he replied gleefully. “Do you know they’re known for their pottery? Good Kahari, their vases and sculptures are breathtaking!”

He babbled on about the town and how amazing he found it. In truth, Oskig was like this about 95% of the time. He was always so wanderlust, with his head in the clouds. Sure, many thought he was simply just a wandering soul perhaps too focused on sabaism, on the cusp of being the extreme opposite of an acosmist. He spoke of nearly everything with such jubilance— such passion— just happy to share his opinion.

Oskig suddenly paused in his speech, a hand finding it’s way to ruffle the back of his neck. He looked aside sheepishly.
“My apologies, my love. I ramble quite often,” he breathed, flicking his eyes to the path ahead and taking up the reigns once more. “I just get excited. I have not been to Westluck in quite some time.”

Vienna listened to the owlfolk talk her ears off with a kind and patient smile, noting the many…many things he had to say simply about Westluck.
She wondered if all owlfolk was like this. She had never met one before Oskig, so she was blind to their kind. She was quite blind to a lot of creatures and species, including her own as she was thrown out at such a young age.

She nodded to some parts, the heavy hooves of Moose pounding on the ground with each step.making it look like she was nodding constantly though.
When he paused, she shook her head with a small chuckle. "Goodness no. I understand that. And i like your rambling. Now i know how fanous for their pottery Westluck is" she smiled kindly