{SEASONAL EVENT} Arc Toward the Sun
Amalia
Nat haniel Sterling
Hunter

Age: 37 | Height: 6'3" | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds
Level: 1 - Strg: 14 - Dext: 9 - Endr: 16 - Luck: 6 - Int:
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THERE ARE CASTLES FOR KINGS,
THERE ARE BIRDS WITHOUT WINGS
The only downside to Nathaniel's current living situation was a lack of information from the settlement. He considered this a positive, most days. But he worried about the other Naturals from time to time. They probably didn't want to see him, but even reminding himself of this did nothing to ease his concern. Longnight always claimed casualties. The sight of the Valair family farm still hung fresh in his mind. And things... things changed.

The bakery, for example. Nathaniel remembered a bakery somewhere in the same area during years past, but he also remembered the owner was dead. He had never visited often, at any rate. He had wasted most of his youth skulking around the outskirts instead, breaking things and harassing wildlife. He was grown, now, though. Grown and repentant and lonely which was an emotion in direct contradiction with his usual self-image. But there it was: a hole like a sore in the back of his mind. He wanted to know the other Naturals were safe. Some kind of pack instinct awakening too late, like he was only just becoming aware he'd no family to speak of.

Not... not real family.

So Nathaniel appeared on the doorstep of Devas Bakery with no real action plan in mind. Just a (sizeable) basket of eggs under his arm and a thin, faltering hope that he might make a good impression on the current owner. Who may, he conceded, be an Outlander after all. But he had heard otherwise in the market, and he had more eggs than he knew what to do with anyway, so here he was. About to make a fool of himself, probably. Almost assuredly.

He stuck his head in the door, anyway.

The smell hit him first: that unmistakeable, yeasty warmth of bread and baking. Something Nathaniel hadn't encountered in a long time, and as he stepped inside he inhaled deeply. "Hello?" he called, scanning the room.


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{SEASONAL EVENT} Arc Toward the Sun - by Nat haniel - 03-09-2019, 01:25 AM
RE: Arc Toward the Sun - by Amalia - 03-09-2019, 03:34 AM

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