80th Trial of Vhalar, 719
In fairness seafaring had never been considered in all his travels - he’d thought his settlement in Rharne permanent. Shl’Drei had managed to convince a crew to let him tag along for a trip to Scalvoris. Why? If he was honest he didn’t know, but it felt too.. Homey in Rharne. After the poaching incident he was positive the scumbag would try to put charges on him - when nothing happened he stayed. But the dust Quarter was only so nice to kind people - what with beggars and thieves everywhere, he was pretty sure an attempt to rob his house had been made - though the immediate hissing and growling of his makeshift pack must have scared them away. Speaking of, Liam and Leora had no taken well to being over water. Seasick or not though, they pulled through. At the very least the crew had frequent trade stops, and alloted Shl’Drei time to roam and let his pack relax on land before returning. They didn’t take him freely, once they had accessed his muscle it was to labor with the trainer.
More often than not he was lifting boxes and moving smaller cargo with the crew and ship hands. He wasn’t exactly happy that the crew was weary about letting the Lumen Wolf and Caracal on the top deck - they were harmless unless given commands otherwise. Still, Leora and Liam had endured much the entire trip. From the sudden waves and the rocking b oat, to the less than kind crew and the weary and cautious stares. He was pretty sure he caught a dark haired man glaring at Liam, but once Shl’Drei met his eyes he disappeared below deck. He felt eyes on him the whole trip, but he passed it off as curiosity of a man followed by two more… unique pets. Still he made it clear that no one should mess with them - even if trained animals could always be unpredictable. They were meant to be respected and should someone feel like they shouldn’t nature always punished those who deserved it.
Thoughts aside, the box in Shl’Drei’s arms was heavy. It weighed around fifty to sixty pounds, and despite being grateful for the workout after moving crates of the same weight throughout the trip he was starting to tire. He pushed through the exhaustion for the most part, what meager pride he masculinity he assumed preventing him from quitting his assigned work. He wobbled as he walked, almost sure he would be sweating if not for the chill. The arc was deep into Vhalar, chilling wind and ever present iced seas. Thankfully the chilling affect did help - there was more need for cool while working. Leora enjoyed her second arc of snow, the frozen particles having been shaken from her fur as she pranced around the deck, gaining a few laughs and concerned gasps. Just like her pup days she still liked to cling to Liam’s side - though she had grown outgoing, often venturing with him but returning to him in time. Still she slid, pranced, and yipped around the crew every time the frozen rain made itself known. Liam was not so lucky, often staying inside the cabin below deck - the room offered to them had a nice blanket he liked to slip under.
Placing the box with the rest, the trainer huffed and watched his breath crystallize. The sun was still on the horizon, the fading warm a reminder of colder things to come. Shl’Drei warmed his finger tips in his hands - but just before he retired below deck he heard the familiar land signal. Bustle around the ship increased, as he realized they’d made it to their final stop before the loop. Even now, watching the see part for the haul of the ship and the clouds roll by was breathtaking. He felt a surge of excitement just watching the docks of Egilrum get closer. The approaching land put his spirits high - finally he’d be staying on solid ground!
Almost giddily, he called for his makeshift pack. They’d be grateful that they were staying on land from her on out. He’d have to thank the captain for getting the pack to Scalvoris safely. Despite getting nothing but labor out of it the crew had been somewhat hospitable. They hadn’t - as far as he knew - forced jobs on the human and had still done their and offered assistance with his. Liam rubbed against his right and Leora on his left - the two creatures showing their excitement in their own ways. Leora’s glow brightened as her tail wagged excitedly and Shl’Drei could feel the rumble of Liam’s chest on his leg - the big cat purred his approval as the boat got closer to dock.
More often than not he was lifting boxes and moving smaller cargo with the crew and ship hands. He wasn’t exactly happy that the crew was weary about letting the Lumen Wolf and Caracal on the top deck - they were harmless unless given commands otherwise. Still, Leora and Liam had endured much the entire trip. From the sudden waves and the rocking b oat, to the less than kind crew and the weary and cautious stares. He was pretty sure he caught a dark haired man glaring at Liam, but once Shl’Drei met his eyes he disappeared below deck. He felt eyes on him the whole trip, but he passed it off as curiosity of a man followed by two more… unique pets. Still he made it clear that no one should mess with them - even if trained animals could always be unpredictable. They were meant to be respected and should someone feel like they shouldn’t nature always punished those who deserved it.
Thoughts aside, the box in Shl’Drei’s arms was heavy. It weighed around fifty to sixty pounds, and despite being grateful for the workout after moving crates of the same weight throughout the trip he was starting to tire. He pushed through the exhaustion for the most part, what meager pride he masculinity he assumed preventing him from quitting his assigned work. He wobbled as he walked, almost sure he would be sweating if not for the chill. The arc was deep into Vhalar, chilling wind and ever present iced seas. Thankfully the chilling affect did help - there was more need for cool while working. Leora enjoyed her second arc of snow, the frozen particles having been shaken from her fur as she pranced around the deck, gaining a few laughs and concerned gasps. Just like her pup days she still liked to cling to Liam’s side - though she had grown outgoing, often venturing with him but returning to him in time. Still she slid, pranced, and yipped around the crew every time the frozen rain made itself known. Liam was not so lucky, often staying inside the cabin below deck - the room offered to them had a nice blanket he liked to slip under.
Placing the box with the rest, the trainer huffed and watched his breath crystallize. The sun was still on the horizon, the fading warm a reminder of colder things to come. Shl’Drei warmed his finger tips in his hands - but just before he retired below deck he heard the familiar land signal. Bustle around the ship increased, as he realized they’d made it to their final stop before the loop. Even now, watching the see part for the haul of the ship and the clouds roll by was breathtaking. He felt a surge of excitement just watching the docks of Egilrum get closer. The approaching land put his spirits high - finally he’d be staying on solid ground!
Almost giddily, he called for his makeshift pack. They’d be grateful that they were staying on land from her on out. He’d have to thank the captain for getting the pack to Scalvoris safely. Despite getting nothing but labor out of it the crew had been somewhat hospitable. They hadn’t - as far as he knew - forced jobs on the human and had still done their and offered assistance with his. Liam rubbed against his right and Leora on his left - the two creatures showing their excitement in their own ways. Leora’s glow brightened as her tail wagged excitedly and Shl’Drei could feel the rumble of Liam’s chest on his leg - the big cat purred his approval as the boat got closer to dock.
