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Maxence
I am not so easy to kill
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As his laboring continued, Maxence grew easily distracted by the story he had just told. It had been months- no, years since he had spoken of the lion upon his back. Had he ever truly told that story before? It was an odd feeling, one that came with both relief and terror. Now they knew, now they understood, but now that was one step closer to knowing too much. It was a risk sharing such a precious story to a stranger. The sloshing of water was what distracted him next, drawing his oceanic eyes toeward another gentleman he had never beheld before. This one reminded him of a curious and over-confident bird, though still modest and grey. With matching eyes of the sea Maxence saw an innocence in the young man, perhaps he even took a liking ot him immediately when he approached with water buckets at the ready for planting. It was innitiative he admired, and the water would be of great use. "Thank you, Soldier" Maxence bellowed to the young fellow, a genuine smile threatening upon his lips as he looked at the amiable scout. He was unnaware of this man's rank, though all who toiled in Solterran earth were Soldiers. "ah... i'm Vadim" A strong name, one Maxence would easily remember too, especially since he would be keeping his eye on him. For now though he was more than grateful for the work nad his supervision would remain relaxed - his trust was extended. Rhoswen's approach was acknowledged with a nod from the commander, grateful for her help and involvement in the garden also. He would certainly not forget the toiling hooves pressed into this earth to mould it and create their food supply, and he'd not forget where the soil came from and the two Dawnish fellows who allowed the a bounty of rich earth. Rhoswen's contribution would never go unnoticed, even if all he had done was nod her away. Maxence was already back to work by the time the conversation began, his labouring taking him to the opposite end of the field where he began dropping seeds into the rows. Bexley's question did not go unheard however, and one ear was kept pricked for an answer; hopefully from both strangers, Vadim and Raum. Hallo! @Vadim @ |
by blair of shine, translated to html by meverrnind
