by Scoinwolf » Mon Mar 12, 2018 7:18 am
Username: Scoinwolf
Name: Kolr
Sex: Male
Job: Normal Companion
Personality: vigilant, rough, on-edge, surly
Story: Kolr slunk through the elven village, flicking his useless ears backwards in distaste as he slammed to a halt, nearly being run over by a group of children playing by the side of the well worn dirt road. They hadn’t noticed him, too immersed in their game, and he hadn’t seen the little ones come barreling towards him until they were in his way. He waited for them to pass by and once the way was clear he darted across the final stretch to the side pathway he had been heading for. The Tanaí cú left the mess of sensations that was the main road and padded off towards one of the buildings on the outskirts of town. As the overwhelming tangle of the crowded shops were placed behind he relaxed slightly.
A short halfling greeted Kolr at the entrance to the forge, scratching around the base of his horns and behind his long ears. The Tanaí cú leaned into the touch, relishing the feeling. When the young adult returned to his work Kolr stepped lightly over to the cot laid out for him next to the pile of firewood. Vibrations from the steady -thud- of the hammer ripples through him and filled his chest with a different kind of sensation than that of the inner village. There on the main road the vibrations sent conflicting messages to his paws - here they were comforting.
Kolr watched his halfling for a few moments to make sure the man was engaged in his work before turning his gaze back to the pathway outfront. He liked to keep watch, altering Aercus to visitors. Sometimes the elven-human got too invested in his current project to realize there were other folks approaching. Even without the cotton stuffed in his ears the sound of the forge alone was more than enough to drown out footsteps and the greetings called out.
The sound had never distracted Kolr. The Tanaí cú relayed entirely on his other senses anyways.
The day wore on and Aercus was soon illuminated solely by the dying embers of the fire as he cleaned up the workspace. Not expecting any more visitors, Kolr obediently fetched the bucket of water and towel for his halfling, waiting patiently for the young adult to finish up and head home for the night. Kolr strode along next to the man as they entered the small home a hundred meters from the forge. The Tanaí cú lapped up some water and nudged Aercus to prompt him for dinner. When his halfling made his way to bed, Kolr jumped up next to him and curled up in a ball, resting his head across the man’s legs. He registered Aercus moving beneath him and the candle being blown out before settling down to sleep.
