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Rhindeer

When Quinlan jumped, Aysel let out a sharp cry and clung to him harder, digging her nails into his arm, because if Quinlan--who had been so fearless and scary--was jumping at something, then it had to be something horrific! It was only when he cursed that she realized it was nothing, and with a shuddering breath she loosened her vice-like grip on him. "Don't do that," she whispered to him, not quite sure why she was whispering. Maybe because she felt like they were being watched and she didn't want to attract any other nasties to them.

Biting her lip, she looked back out toward the farmhouse. "Okay, so, I wasn't worried about witches and cannibals until you had to go and say something about that," she muttered. "But I swear to Kia I read a story about that once and...um...think ya could take her? A witch, I mean? 'Cause like you did take on another witch if you know what I mean and I think you did pretty good there but like...it's probably just some happy old couple, right? 'Cause what are the chances. Right?"

She took a deep breath. Yeah, she knew as well as him that it was either take their chances, or potentially face some other nasty forest beast. And whatever confusion she felt about Quinlan, he was pretty damned amazing. If he could take out a chimaera, he could take out some rickety old witch.

Right?

She shrugged, doing her best to feign nonchalance. "Sure. I guess if worst comes to worst you can cook her before she cooks us, yeah?"
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Lion

Aysel was getting to be incredibly clingy.  Ah man, he was going to have to ditch her sooner than he would have liked. Or maybe not.

For now, he could have her stick around long enough to be someone else' victim in case he needed a body to stash in his place. Her worries about this place were perfectly justified. It wasn't like he was going to say she spooked easily, but....she kinda did. In times like this, he was grateful he'd seen and done a thing or two that might put most people to shame.

Yet maybe it was precisely that that he was lacking.

Quinlan quickly nodded. "You got your man," he said with a grin. "I could do more than roast her if you need, but that'll cost extra. I gotta start charging by the hour."  Hrrm, that was a joke in a bit of poor taste considering where they just came from. And what he had admitted to her only hours to go.  Still what more did they have to lose?  Other than their lives.

"WHO GOES THERE!?" was what greeted them however, even before Quinlan could set one foot forward.  A lantern ignited the face of an old man with a decidedly pointy pitch fork next to him.




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Rhindeer

Another sharp squeal left Aysel's mouth as an old man suddenly loomed before them, the lantern underlighting his face and casting it in a ghastly, shadowy glow that played hell on his deep-set wrinkles and made him lookpure evil. She ducked behind Quinlan again, shivering wildly, convinced they had just stumbled upon some cannibalistic monster straight out of a cautionary tale and they were about to meet the business end of his giant fork--but then her senses caught up to her. That wasn't a fork. It was a pitchfork. Like what farmers had. And that voice sounded human, and he'd demanded who they were.

Oh...ha...

A weak, nervous laugh bubbled past her lips and she peeked around Quinlan, but still kept a tight hold on his shirt. Oh. Yes. That was totally just an old man. An angry old man, but old men were usually angry. And old. Old was good. They could totally take an old man if he proved to be some bad guy. She swallowed, and shuffled half out from behind Quinlan.

"U-um, just two lost travelers," she said, and had to repeat it again because her voice cracked badly the first time. "I'm, er...Hazel. And this is my..." She gave Quinlan a look. "Friend? Uh...Rusty."

The old man narrowed his eyes at them both, and Aysel cleared her throat. "We've really been through a lot so if you could spare a room or a barn or anything that would be really kind of you!"
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Lion

Rusty?  Pfft, he supposed he'd been called worse.

As he stepped further toward the older man, the pitchfork was pointed forward and the old man made a threatening gesture. "You two some crazy folk? Huh?  You look like hell!"

"We've been walking in the forest for some time. Believe me we were no lookers before that either," Quinlan said and gestured for the old man to set the pitchfork aside.  "We're sorry to spook ya. But we'll pay you back for the inconvenience. We just need a place to sleep for the night."

He grunted and considered for a time.  "Okay.  Me and my wife are here.  Don't touch anything. I'll find some place fer ya.  Food's being set....  I hope you're not hungry."

Then Quinlan's stomach growled.




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Rhindeer

Aysel's stomach chimed in right after with a rather impressive gurgle. She cleared her throat and tried her best to look abashed, but was really far too tired and just plain DONE with the night that she failed at that epically. Well, whatever. No use in pretending. "I'm starving," she said with a frown.

The old man fixed her with a glare, then grunted. "I'll be right back. Just stay put."

As soon as he shuffled off into the next room, Aysel reached out and poked a knick knack on a nearby shelf. "Gosh, what a grouch. 'Don't touch anything'. 'Hope you're not hungry'. Whatever happened to hospitality? We were almost eaten! I was enslaved!"

She huffed and crossed her arms, feeling grouchy and tired. "I hope you got money to pay him with. I don't have anything."

From the other room, the old man could faintly be heard arguing with a woman--his wife, probably--who was punctuating his grumbling with "You said what?" and "Of course we'll bloody well feed them!"

[Oh I have hilariously evil ideas...ahahahahahahaaaaa. xDDD]
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Lion

[Should I be scared? Nvm. I'm scared.]

Money?  To pay him with?  "I don't have any more than you do. That wench took my things, Aysel," Quinlan grumbled along with her.  He was starving, and he could feel his palms itch with the burning sensation his blood was giving him.

Gods, pretty soon his chest was going to start burning, he needed a fix and he hoped Aysel wouldn't be too weirded out by him asking her for another taste of her blood.  Because it was going to happen. Not now. After his real hunger was sated.

The old man shuffled back into the room they were let in and grumbled something grumpily, quickly followed by, "Okay, the wife said to let ye through. The table's set. Please don't track in all the....mud."  He dropped his head and scowled as Quinlan ushered Aysel through and made muddy footprints across their floors.  He cursed and followed behind them.

The table was small and rounded, with candles set at the center of it and the old woman poked at the fire where stew was boiling.  She maneuvered around it and with a grunt, pulled the pot from a bracket in the fire and settled it on a small pedestal that kept the heat from the floor.  A smaller pot in hand allowed her to serve it and she placed that at the center of the table.  "Please, sit. You poor things look dreadful.  Name's Moira.  That there's my husband Edd," she huffed, shuffling to fill the bowls with stew.




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Rhindeer

[BWAHAHAHAHA.]

Figured he wouldn't have money, but it had been worth a shot!

Shuffling into the room, Aysel gratefully sank into a chair and sighed, her bones and muscle aching and her feet happy to be rested. "Well met, Moira." A pause, and she slid a look over at the cranky man. "And Edd. I really appreciate this! We've really been through a lot, wild animals and all. So thank you for not letting us get eaten, and thanks for the food!"

And she wasted no time in digging into her stew even as it burned her tongue, forgetting her manners as her stomach ruled her brain, but she didn't care at that point because even liquid fire tasted better than the emptiness in her gut. It tasted amazing, and even if it was a little bland, it was like magic to her then, after weeks of nothing but stale bread, water, and measly scraps of whatever. She shoveled it into her mouth, dripping a little on her already filthy dress in the process, and grabbed a piece of bread to dip in it.

She hoped there was enough for seconds and thirds.

Moira and Edd just stared, Edd shooting his wife an accusatory glance as some of that stew ended up on the tablecloth.
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Lion

Here she was eating like an absolute slob and the others at the table were just staring at Aysel as she did so. Quinlan's own mouth was gaping a little, but he smirked and cleared his throat, turning the attention away from his companion toward him.

"I'm...Quinlan," he said, nodding to both Edd and Moira. "She's right though. We've been through a lot.  And we're most thankful for your generosity.  I promise we won't be any trouble.  This stew smells delicious." 

He took his own bite and his eyes dilated. It was delicious.  But he kept control of himself as he ate quietly, Edd pouring himself a cup of whiskey and offering some to the other two.  "It'll put hair on yer chest, laddie," he chuckled and raised his cup to them.  "I guess if I'm sharing mah food, might as well share mah whiskey."

"That's the spirit Edd," Moira squeaked.  "So how long have you two kids been wandering? You look like ya just escaped from jail or something.  You're not criminals are ya?"

Quinlan sputtered and looked up at Moira, almost spitting out the bite of bread he had.  He coughed. "No, no. She's my...um. Sister. We were on our way to the next village over...  And sort of got lost. I'm not familiar with this part of the forest."




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Rhindeer

Quinlan wasn't the only one that choked. Aysel sputtered and just about sprayed the table with chewed up stew, but managed to cover her mouth just in time. She gulped down her bite and wiped her hand off on a napkin. She could be classy, too! She was just too famished to care.

"I'm an artist," she said, dabbing at the corners of her mouth daintily now that some of the edge was off. "My...brother..." Wow, yeah, they looked nothing alike, with her white hair and his red! "...Helps me out. You know how dangerous it is out there for a lone girl, so he's my escort and muscle! Only, my wares got damaged out there," she said with a frown and a glance toward the window, shuddering as the soft sound of rain began to patter on the roof. "We got chased by something scary."

Not far from the truth, she supposed, and the truth probably wouldn't go over well. The wrong person would be more than happy to turn over an escaped slave if it meant a reward, and they surely wouldn't believe that they weren't really a slave, but were kidnapped from their home. She took another bite of stew, then took a sip of the whiskey--and choked anew as it burned like fire.

"Oh gosh! That hurts!"

And then she nearly jumped out of her seat when a knock sounded at the door.
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Lion

They could be family!  They could be adopted and grew up together!  It wasn't like Moira and Edd could just tune in on that.  Although the claim at being family certainly made the old couple give the pair an odd look. Oh yes, here was the family resemblance right there. The mannerisms. It wasn't that far-fetched that they were raised in the same household at the very least.

Moira thought it was adorable, and she gave a motherly hum as she listened to Aysel. Quinlan just let her speak as he ate voraciously this time, managing to keep most of the food from the bowl to his mouth and he licked his lips.

"Now who the ffff-"

"Edd!" Moira snapped and glared at her husband. "Just get the door.  And bring the pitchfork."

Edd did just that, but didn't open that door all the way. Instead he saw the figure glaringly in the lantern light.  "Can I help you? We're having dinner here already. Yer kinda interrupting."

"I'm so sorry. I don't mean to intrude," the figure said.

[:U It's Gwen isn't it?]




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Rhindeer

[*CACKLES INTO THE WIND* >8D]

"Well, ya are intruding," Edd said with a glare, tapping the butt of the pitchfork against the ground menacingly. "Whaddya want?"

"Nothing but shelter from the rain," came a tired, but familiar voice--a voice that made Aysel stiffen and grab for a knife. It was a butter knife, but a knife nonetheless. She shot a wide-eyed look at Quinlan, hardly able to breathe.

Edd's eyes narrowed. "Lotta people out here wantin' shelter lately," he said, not budging an inch.

Gwen only sighed and braced her hand against the door frame, leaning heavily on a makeshift staff. She was tired, and sore, and one-hundred percent done with this damned night. Somewhere in the chaos, she'd been separated from Ceb, and she wasn't even sure if the idiot was still alive or not. She was frankly surprised she was still in one piece. "I understand I'm asking a lot, and if you're lacking room indoors, I only ask for a place in your barn. Just for a night. I'll be on my way by dawn."

"Oh, Edd!" Moira called, having stood up from her seat to get a look. She brushed her hands off on her apron and strode for the door. "Don't be so rude! You'd turn away an old, crippled lady? Oh, you poor dear, you look dreadful. Come! Come inside!"

Gwen's face tightened at the word "old" and a muscle in her jaw twitched--these people were older than her, and she was injured, not crippled!--but she let a slow breath out through her nose. "Thank you for your hospitality," she said, mustering up a smile as Edd grumbled and opened the door, mumbling about full houses and mud and damned strays. "I really appreciate it--"

And then as she stepped inside, using her makeshift staff to help her along and brushing wet hair from her eyes, her eyes landed on Quinlan and Aysel and she froze. "Oh. I see. I'm not your only guest."
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Lion

Sooner or later his luck was going to run out, and Quinlan had always been the kind of man that counted his blessings where he could find them. So far he'd survived being captured by slavers, a chimera attack, and somehow found shelter for he and Aysel in this dark and stormy night. He wanted to believe his nerves were just on edge, but soon or later, that edge cut as sharp as any blade.

"Holy shit," he hissed and his eyes flitted to Aysel's hand when she gripped that butter knife. She had good instincts, that girl.  And then there she was, that stranger. Or rather Gwen.

So Quinlan did the only sane thing he could think of and he stood up and quickly strode over to Gwen and wrapped his arms around her. "Mother!" he said loudly.  And he kept his arms firmly around Gwen's so she couldn't wriggle out of his hold, and his hand felt around her form for any weapons. "I'm so glad you're okay! We thought we lost you in the attack."

The last words were hissed through grit teeth and Quinlan kissed her hard on the cheek, letting her go and keep his hands firmly around his person. So he sat back down and reached out to Aysel's hand underneath the table, gripping it. "Look, Mom's safe. And she found the same cabin we did!  What are the odds," he chuckled with humor.




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Rhindeer

What.

Before Gwen could even begin to come up with a game plan for the awkward situation she found herself in, Rylan was up and throwing his arms around her with a cry of...mother? Gwen jerked in surprise, her hand twitching toward her hip out of reflex as she thought he was about to throttle her, but she was fresh out of weapons. So instead all she could do was stand there stiffly as he prattled on, clenching her jaw and doing her best to smile--though it looked more like a snarl--as he felt her up and her mind raced.

Well. Fuck. Fucking unbelievable.

He kissed her cheek and she hissed through her teeth. Mother. Despite herself, she choked out a laugh. It was hilarious, all things considered, considering they'd screwed each other silly not long ago, and there was really nothing else she could do but laugh about the situation because really? Ansgar had a sick sense of humor.

"Wow," she said at last, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. "What are the odds? Goodness gracious. I'm so glad you're safe, my..." Her eyes flicked between Rylan and Aysel. "...darlings."

Moira made a happy sound, touched by the reunion, and ushered Gwen to take a seat across from them. Gwen shot a glare at her when she wasn't looking, then fixed a tight smile on her lips as she sank into a seat with a groan.

So this was how it was going to be.

May as well take advantage. "I had feared you might be dead," she said as Moira ladeled some stew into a bowl for her. "How on earth did you survive?"

Still gripping the butter knife, Aysel lowered it to her lap and out of sight but didn't let go. She looked over at Quinlan, then looked to the door, as though waiting for someone else to show up.
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Lion

Right he was still, Rylan to this woman's knowledge.

He'd almost forgot that little fib. But Quinlan wasn't going to skip a beat just yet and in the face of their two hosts, one sweetly smiling, and another with a very pointy pitchfork. Quinlan suddenly lost his appetite, but he wasn't going to stop acting 'normal' for the sake of Aysel. Gwen would be dealt with in due time.

"We defeated that awful thing you sent after us," Quinlan said steadily, taking another spoonful of the stew and eating it with a smug grin. "Well, right killed it that's for sure."

"Killed what?" Edd asked with interest.

"A chimera," Quinlan said gently. "Mother's pet always did have an awful temper."

Edd glowered at Gwen...  "So the hag sent a monster after her own children? That's barbaric."




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Rhindeer

Well, fine. If this was the stupid game they were going to play, she would play.

"I'd appreciate it if you'd use my name, Gwendolyn, and skip the insults," she said with a frown, stirring her spoon in her bowl. "You know how children love to exaggerate. Especially adult children. Their mother is always the villain when she's just trying to look after them."

She rolled her eyes. "'Chimera' was the name of my dog. An old bloodhound. What was I to do when they were suddenly missing with no word? I was worried, so I tracked them." She took a mouthful of stew, chewed, and swallowed, eyes fixed on them. "Don't you think killing the old hound was a bit of an overreaction?"
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Lion

"Our reaction was perfectly sized to the threat against our lives," Quinlan said softly and sipped his whiskey. It was nice of Edd to share and it made him more settled into the moment. In fact if it would make Aysel less of a nervous mess, he slid his glass over to his 'sister' and gestured for her to drink it.  At least to keep her from accidentally stabbing either of them.

"Well, isn't this just one big happy family reunion," Moira said with an annoyingly chipper tone. She didn't seem to be buying it herself but for now she was content to let it slide. "Aherm, perhaps less happy than I would have expected were it me own children."

Edd gently stroked his wife's back.  "So, what happened between you all? Why y'all hate each other?"

"Easy," Quinlan snorted. "I fucked Gwendolyn, and took her slaves. I killed chimera while she whimpered and limped away. And now she's mad because she didn't join in on the fun. Sorry, mum. At least I won't get you pregnant. Hag."




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"If a cosmic tree falls in the universal forest and nobody is evolved enough to hear it, does it make a sound?" -Unknown

Rhindeer

A very awkward silence descended.

He...had...fucked his...mother...?

Edd and Moira exchanged long looks. The slave bit was one thing--property disputes happened--but obviously things were not adding up, and were deteriorating at an unprecedented rate. Whatever the truth was, it was crystal clear that they had wound up right in the middle of a fight they had never asked to be part of and didn't understand the half of.

"Language, Rylan," Gwen hissed with a pointed glare. Beside Quinlan, Aysel took a big swig of the whiskey and choked it down.

Gwen let out a sigh and rubbed the bridge of her nose. "Either way, whatever he says--and it's all hyperbole, I promise--he just admitted to a crime: stealing my property and assaulting me in the process. I don't want to drag you lovely folks into the middle of this, and I thank you both for finding them. If you'd be so kind as to help me detain them, we'll be out of your hair in short order."
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