ANDEN
CHASING THE SUN
Anden let out a sigh of relief. The Outlander offered a smile to his housemate. Although he'd seen Oliver and Aisha shift a handful of times by now it never ceased to amaze him. When they were brought to Caido they were given such an amazing gift. His eyes fluttered wide as he looked above at the darkened sky. He had his own gifts, but they came at a cost. "No, I don't think I'd taste all that good, I doubt any of us ascended would." He coughed up a chuckle. "And I'd rather we not find out tonight." Anden moved closer to the ground, sticking his finger in the remains of the gourd. "Now this is something I'd be willing to try." He wasn't sure why he thought it would taste like anything - nothing did anymore. Where it would once send memories of his childhood, as he swallowed the remains it left a hollow taste in his heart.
Aisha. She was the one Oliver helped before Anden. She was away when Anden first arrived at the manor, but ever since she returned she seemed to have slid right in. As if she had never left. Anden could tell how much she and Oliver cared for each other. They were a dynamic duo, in many ways he felt that he and Dani were going to be like that one day.
Anden slid his bag off from his shoulder. Inside just enough wood to start a small fire. Though he lived in the darkness of the world, he still tried to bring some light in some way. Clearing away the grass and crops in a small area he set up the bonfire. Using a rock to start the flame. "Shouldn't you be in bed." Anden teased. Not that he was complaining. His adventures outside of the manor often got lonely, and he couldn't expect Dani to tag along every time. He grabbed a nearby stick and skewered parts of the orange flesh, before he roasted it over the small fire.
