Goblins Drive a Hard Bargain!

The stories and lives of the Grim. ((Roleplaying Stories and In Character Interactions))
Guduk
Posts: 433
Location: Quebec, Quebec
Contact:

Goblins Drive a Hard Bargain!

Unread post by Guduk »

Original post Jarnsaxa -

    “Fifty gold.â€
Image
Image
Guduk
Posts: 433
Location: Quebec, Quebec
Contact:

Re: Goblins Drive a Hard Bargain!

Unread post by Guduk »

"Killer?"

Guduk was never good at naming things, that wasn't about to change any time soon.
The Siamese was perched on one of Guduk's legs, balancing carefully on its hind feet with forepaws in the air, eyes intent on the large finger Guduk held before it.

Jarnsaxa perched on his other leg, her head resting against his chest as she watched the two play, Guduk moves his finger forward a little and the kitten launches her attack, claws slightly extended in excitement as she bats repeatedly at the finger then chomps down with her small sharp teeth.

Guduk chuckles softly at the hunter antics from the kitten, not feeling the claws or teeth through his naturally thick hide, staring down at the punitive thing as the bright blue eyes look up for approval, her mouth still latched around the finger far to large for her mouth.

Jarnsaxa nudges him in the ribs slightly as she chuckles "S'got ta be betta' then tha'!"

Guduk rumbles in thought as he looks a little harder at the kitten, the little thing had given Guduk's finger a few affectionate licks before deciding she had shown the finger who's boss and unlatched herself from Guduk, she starts washing her paw casually while ignoring the hovering finger for now which Guduk extends again, patting the small head gently.

"Sneaka?" Guduk offers again, not sure if Jarnsaxa should continue giving him the option of naming the little one.
Image
Image
Guduk
Posts: 433
Location: Quebec, Quebec
Contact:

Re: Goblins Drive a Hard Bargain!

Unread post by Guduk »

A quiet night, the air barely stirring, still carrying the warmth of the day's sun. The Tauren sighs softly as he lays still on his bed, looking towards the ceiling mostly hidden away by the darkness. Guduk tries once more to sleep as he closes his eyes, listening in the distance of the slow beat of the drums. 4th hour past midnight, Guduk counts and turns his head slowly to look at the sleeping troll beside him. The blankets where too warm this night and barely covered Jarnsaxa as she slept with her back to Guduk, his eyes looking over her slowly breathing form as his mind wandered for a moment, a gentle hand running down her back before Guduk slowly rolls out of the bed, trying not to wake her.

Guduk sighs again as he strolls over to a nearby table, lighting a single candle so he can see the hide sheets laying on the table surface. Even without his armor, the chair creaks as he sits down, his large fingers pulling a piece of hide towards him so he can look closely at the marks on its surface. Maps, most of them fading with time as the dye shows old fighting grounds. this particular map the dye was fresh and showed Vashj's chamber. Crosses, Circles and lines showing where creatures come in and where the Grim stand. Guduk sighs as he tries to understand the fight more clearly, replaying their last encounter in his head while gazing at the hide surface.

"Murrr" A small figure leaps onto the table to pad her way in front of Guduk. He grunts at the siamese cat, which stares right back at him as she marches over to Guduk and butts her head against his nose, stroking her head across his face as she rumbles her pleasure in having a companion awake at this time of night. She circles around a bit on the Hide as she continues to butt and stroke her head against him, he gently attempts to move her aside so he can see the hide, only to have her stroll right back on and demand more attention. Guduk sighs and gives up trying to study tactics any longer and just looks at the cat "Mischievous little thing".

The cat sits down on the hide, content she has done her work an allowing him back to his own, she raises a paw and licks it for a moment before she leaps down onto his lap and begins to find a comfortable spot to rest. Guduk leans forward again, careful not to off balance the siamese on his lap as she continues to circle and settle down, then find her spot not good enough so straighten once more, circle and then settle again. Guduk reads over the hide once more, absently stroking the cat who rumbles her contentment, he will eventually get to understand this battle.
Image
Image
Post Reply