CHULANE
He smiled, pleased to have found someone with bubbly, friendly energy in this world of serious, stony and silent types. As he settles in across from her, watching her expertly re-string her instrument, he idly wondered at who the girl was - a Natural, most likely, a local, used to the tough climate and developing her own way of living in it. He would be forever impressed by those who lived in this land, the toughest of the tough, remote and challenging - and he was compelled to think that even though his homeland was known as one where only the toughest survived, that did not necessarily make him built to endure this land.
"Oh wow," he commented, nodding as she explained the material her strings were made of. "Want not waste not," he quipped with a smirk, wondering if the saying would mean anything to her.
He spread his hands as if having just been caught out, letting a soft laugh rumble from his throat. "Am I that obvious?"he chuckled out, before adding, "Don't answer that - I know." He waved his hand as if settling his previous words, clearing the air to give her a real response. "Yeah, first ever Longnight. Arrived not long before Deepfrost began." Belatedly he realised he hadn't introduced himself properly, and so sought to remedy that. "Name's Chulane, though most call me Chuy." A soft look of inquisition touched his face, as he hoped for her own name in return, to keep the conversation flowing until her melody of choice was permitted to fill the space all around them once more.
"Oh wow," he commented, nodding as she explained the material her strings were made of. "Want not waste not," he quipped with a smirk, wondering if the saying would mean anything to her.
He spread his hands as if having just been caught out, letting a soft laugh rumble from his throat. "Am I that obvious?"he chuckled out, before adding, "Don't answer that - I know." He waved his hand as if settling his previous words, clearing the air to give her a real response. "Yeah, first ever Longnight. Arrived not long before Deepfrost began." Belatedly he realised he hadn't introduced himself properly, and so sought to remedy that. "Name's Chulane, though most call me Chuy." A soft look of inquisition touched his face, as he hoped for her own name in return, to keep the conversation flowing until her melody of choice was permitted to fill the space all around them once more.
it is better to know some of the questions
than all of the answers
than all of the answers
