DIVE DEEP ⚘ Tanglewood Visit

[aesior]

and they saw trouble in my eyes
"speech." . 'thoughts' . attack

Perhaps it would have been better to have used a different body for the laborious task of meeting with others. A body that he could speak in. Shaking his head at the thought, the Luminary would clear his throat faintly as he observed Loki and Sherbet, listening attentively to them as they spoke. Drawing his basket closer he would lift it and put it before himself with a wave of his paw as blooms of myrtle appeared and grew around the rim of the basket. Giving the plant-life a semi-exasperated expression, still becoming used to the newfound ability that he could grow plant-life on other things than himself. Carefully, he would pull back the scrap of cloth covering the basket to reveal the satchets of dried herbs and fish laying within, writing onto the bark once again, "Meager offerings. Not much left.", he would give a grimace of a smile.

Lifting his head, he pointed his ears forward and tapped his throat, making an 'X' motion in an effort to express that he couldn't talk. Nodding as Sherbet spoke he would write once again, "We give lumber. Nails too. Boats of any kind. Not too big. Enough to stand sea's wind.", he would write. What was the use of having the skills of a smith if they were never used? Clearing his throat with a disgruntled expression, he flicked his tail softly as he settled a bit.

they were quick to recognize the devil in me.
aesior opheles of tanglewood. -- luminary.

credit @/teef