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Post by Silver on May 31, 2024 4:52:26 GMT -6
[First Completion] ![](https://hxrv2.neocities.org/thefairyring/customs/CustomSilver01.png) “Where are you taking me, again?” Tenebris hissed with disdain as they entered the city. While she had technically agreed to come along, they had not been too transparent about the purpose of their trip. She felt utterly exposed walking through the city in plain view of so many people and it was making her deeply uncomfortable. “Quest board,” they said without thinking to elaborate further. Tenebris rolled her eyes. That didn’t really answer her question. Why were they going to the quest board? What were they going to do once they got there? She could assume the answer to at least one of those questions was ‘a quest,’ but she didn’t really know what that meant. It sounded like the kind of thing Crowley would say when he was asking her for a ‘favor’ - but ‘favor’ meant telling her to do something and she had no choice in the matter. [158.95, 4.2]
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Post by Silver on May 31, 2024 4:52:48 GMT -6
As the quest board came into view, Tenebris visibly flinched and said in a fast whisper, “Who the hell is that?”
“I’m not sure,” Silver said. Apparently that wasn’t someone they had anticipated meeting there. Tenebris became more tense than ever, her hand resting on her trusty blade.
The strange man, a kapper most likely, aggressively pointed at Silver. They reflexively put a hand up to prevent Tenebris from swiping at him. They had known her just long enough to know that strangers sticking their paws in her face was not going to end well. She looked annoyed but did not try to get around them. As long as they had it under control, she wouldn’t have to take care of it herself, but she was watching carefully to see if that changed.
The older man explained, in a roundabout way, that he was looking for some glass trinkets he had lost. Silver, as someone who frequently lost things, had a lot of sympathy for his cause.
[159, 4.4]
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Post by Silver on May 31, 2024 4:53:17 GMT -6
The ‘glasses’ as he called them seemed to mean a lot to him, and they did come here with the goal of helping someone. They agreed to help out and asked the man some questions about where they might be. The answers were just as vague as the rest of their conversation thus far, but they took some quick notes and headed out into the city regardless.
“What a fool,” Tene mumbled under her breath. She had no doubt that his losing things was entirely his own fault. Helping him, especially considering how likely it seemed that he would just do it again anyway, did not seem like a very practical use of their time. In the perfection oriented world she grew up in, someone so … inefficient would certainly have been terminated.
“Hmm,” Silver mused, trying to consider what they would say in response. They knew that trying to tell her that she should do nice things for the sake of doing so would probably not do any good, so they instead tried to appeal to her from a different, more rational angle.
[159.05, 4.6]
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Post by Silver on May 31, 2024 4:53:42 GMT -6
“Well, ah, at least he offered us some, ah, quest points for the trouble.”
Tenebris rolled her eyes and was certain she would regret asking, but she did it anyway. “What is a quest point?”
“Well, you get quest points, from, ah, doing quests, from the board, and you can turn them in at a little shop for trinkets and things,” they explained. That made sense, she supposed, but she had her doubts about these so called ‘trinkets’. What was it, more of those floppy Faeron toys or something?
“Fine,” she said. She had agreed to come along, after all, and even if she wasn’t really interested, she would at least follow through.
“Where, ah, where do you think we should look first?” Silver asked.
Tenebris was surprised to hear them ask her. For a moment she felt defensive, thinking that they were trying to push the problem on to her, but she held that thought back. Did they really want to know her opinion?
[159.1, 4.8]
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Post by Silver on May 31, 2024 4:56:48 GMT -6
She thought for a moment before saying, “He said he was doing errands, right? Perhaps he went to the supplies shop?”
“Great idea,” Silver said. They smiled and headed off in the direction of Supply and Demand. Their sincerity surprised Tenebris, so she looked away hoping they wouldn’t notice.
“Do you come here often?” Tenebris said, trying to shake away the awkwardness. It sounded weird coming out of her mouth, but she supposed it was better than saying nothing at all.
“Yep, I suppose so,” they said. “For, ah, treats and stuff, mostly. For my creatures.”
That made sense. If she recalled correctly, the supplies shop sold some things for adventuring, some homewares, and a large amount of items for the care and containment of creatures. In the short amount of time she had spent with them, it seemed like everything Silver did was in service of their creatures. It took a lot of getting used to.
[159.15, 5]
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