Freem-Hay-Do What?

[Luella Vaettir]

Elle stared with wide blue eyes at the different spices and cooking herbs that were dried, or ground up, sitting on the cart of the wagon parked in between two stores. The gypsy woman stood by, watching the elf closely. Elle looked at the various jars, all clear which allowed you to see what you were purchasing and using. She was after one herb in particular. Aerin sent her on this little mission, despite Elle’s protests. She told him to simply summon the damn plant, to which he responded that if he summoned everything he needed, then he’d not buy anything and hoard his money. He wanted to buy things in Avaleur in order to circulate money and blah blah blah. Plus he mentioned that gypsies had the best curing process. Whatever the hell that meant. So Aerin sent his sister off after he heard a gypsy wagon was stationed in town selling herbs.

Elle consulted the scrap of paper again, looking utterly lost.

“It’ll be a red herb, and I want it ground up in big chunks. Not a fine powder. They normally have this, so you should be fine.” Aerin had said, but he failed to mention that there were about four hundred other red fucking herbs. Besides, he was blind! How the hell did he know it was red? What was worse was that she couldn’t pronounce the damn herbs name to save her soul!

“Okay…how about…’freem-hay dow-eet-ayn imp-ire’?” Elle tried. The gypsy woman shook her head, looking apologetic for the hundredth time.

“Gods damn it all!” Elle cried, looking back to the paper. “Why did he want me to get a stupid plant that no one can pronounce? Okay…’fry-em-hee doo-eetee- ah-in im-peer’?” She tried. The gypsy woman again shook her head, not knowing what Elle wanted. Elle cursed softly and showed the paper to the woman, pointing to the word.

“This thing. I want this. Do you have it?” She asked, trying to ignore the thirteen year old peasant boy who stood off a ways staring at her chest. Elle was dressed in her usual, tiny, tight shorts, and equally tight shirt that was sleeveless, showed her navel and cleavage shamelessly, and high boots. The boy made no attempt to be subtle.

“Sorry. I can’t read Elfish runes.” The gypsy woman said, shrugging. Elle stared at her a minute before sighing. Why didn’t she pay more attention when Aerin told her the name? He even spelled it out for her and everything. But she was too busy daydreaming at the time to really pay attention. She had been dreaming about going off on a three days hunt, camping out in the woods and bringing down some good game. Maybe she’d hire that Delliks fellow to come with so he could do the heavy lifting. But now she regretted musing over her trip earlier, since now she couldn’t find the damn herb Aerin so dearly wanted because she couldn’t even pronounce the name or even pinpoint what language of origin it was from! Today would be a long day indeed.

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Delliks had started the day off rather well... or maybe not. For starters, the man was happily reading the inside of his eyelids, dreaming, when he was rudely awoken by the gutters above him deciding to crack and split. He wasn't aware how long that bucket quantity of water was trapped up near the rooftop but its stench had suggested that it was more than just from the sprinkles they had received the other day. Not only did he have to find a way to get rid of the smell but he also had to walk around wet for quite some time after that.

That was simply the man's awakening. He had also found that rats had chewed through his lunchbag, eating everything; it was time to move locations it seemed, those vermin had gotten bolder and Delliks didn't want to have to worry about being bitten. Along with that, he had found his coin purse... pah, coin purse. That was a rich idea. The small pouch held two coins maybe. The man was in need of work, and with word of a gypsy caravan in town; Delliks knew that he could find work if he stopped by and asked around to gather rumors and the like. So that was how he got here.

Delliks arrived to the wagon, although he approached the opposite side that Luella stood. He had tried to speak with them, but as they often did, they had gotten out of hand.
"Ladies, ladies." Delliks chuckled as he lifted his hands and watched the females dance around him seductively. "I didn't say dance, but you knew that eh?" The man said with a smirk. He would have been worried of his valuables or coins if he had any, luckily for him, he had no such thing of that at all.
"Please... how about you lass." He says as he tries to pick out one among the group. "Can you not tell me of possible work in the area? Help out a man such as myself eh?" The man looked around desperately, but still not able to refuse to laugh and grow a slight red at all this.

[Luella Vaettir]

Luella gazed at all the red looking herbs that stacked the shelves of the wagon. How would she ever find this stupid herb? The gypsy woman she was dealing with could read the elf runes, and Elle could pronounce the weird word to save her life! Leave it to Aerin to transcribe a language that was stupidly complicated. Had it been her own money she’d just buy a few different jars of red herbs and present it to her brother in the hopes that one of them was what he wanted. But she hadn’t brought her money. She only brought his.

“To think, I can’t even get a damn herb for Aerin. He’ll never let me help out in the shop after this…” She muttered, her head lowered. She paused, hearing a familiar voice.

“Ladies, ladies...”

She looked up, an eyebrow raised. Was that who she thought it was? She stepped around the wagon, peering around to see Delliks of all people. He looked trapped in a ring of dancing gypsy women, all of them showing off and flirting it seemed.

“Delliks! What are you doing here?” She said, stepping around the wagon and approaching. The women parted before her, only to enclose her in the ring with Delliks. She wondered if the man knew of the herb she looked for, and also wondered if he could read. It seemed like a mean idea, wondering if he could, but not everyone in some cities were literate. In fact, it seemed the bigger the town, the less people who could read. Elle didn’t know this was a thing until she and Aerin left their own village, where everyone, even the smallest child, was taught how to read and write. Of course whether he could read was one thing, whether he understood her native alphabet was another.

“Hey, just a shot in the dark here, but can you read elfish runes?” She asked, presenting him the scrap of paper. She paused a moment, remembering another little tidbit. Her village had been rather isolated for a long time, and the result was that the people of her village, herself and Aerin included, write in a more ancient style of elfish. Great, not only would Delliks need to read, but he’d need to be able to read an ancient elfish language. Maybe his odd jobs gave him a bit more than philosophy, or so she could hope.

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Delliks continued to shake his head at the women until he heard someone fall for him. It was surprising to say the least, he didn't normally know very many men or women that would near the trading wagon of gypsies. He wasn't sure if he was excited to see Elle of not. One thing was for certain, it was just going to be throwing in another "dancing gypsies" into around him. Although Elle was a "dancing gypsies" of a different kind.

Delliks chuckled. "Watch your purse lass." He warned her as she enter the ring of submission. He looked the young women over briefly to find that she was dressed similarly to how she was the other night, and probably always was.
"I was searching for work before I found myself in this predicament." He answered as he looked around at the women before shrugging. "Perhaps it will lead me to something eh?"

Delliks looked down at the paper that she presented to him. He could tell it was elvish, but that was really all. "Red... lightly groomed? No, no wait... ground maybe?" Delliks said as he tried to read it. "Something for Aerin I presume eh? Perhaps you know what he wanted to do with it?" The would perhaps narrow the hunt down. All Delliks had gotten was that she was searching for something red at a gypsies' wagon... it would need to be narrowed down.

[Luella Vaettir]

Elle smirked, looking at the women that danced around them seductively. “Yeah, it may lead you somewhere alright. Might even get you a hot night with all of these ladies for the right price.” She said, though not in a mean way. A few of the girls gave her a cute pout, but they didn’t seem to deny it. Well, whether they indulged in prostitution or not wasn’t of Elle’s concern. Frankly she found the gypsy girls much cuter than the usual load of whores one sees. Plus they apparently had some tricks.

She waited as Delliks tried to puzzle out the words himself, and found he didn’t have a lot of luck either. Red ground? Sounded more like what the herb was supposed to look like rather than what it was. Oh well.

“Yes, it’s a little errand for Aerin.” Elle said, taking the paper back. “He said it was in a different language and he spelled it out for me, but I can’t seem to get it quite right. Pronunciation is all important when it comes to this stuff it seems.” She said, shrugging. She blinked as one girl came forward and snatched the paper from her hand. “Hey!” Elle said, though let it be as the girl skimmed the words. Well, whatever. Elle couldn’t read the damn thing anyhow. What was it to her if they took the paper?

“If you’re looking for work though, I may have an idea.” Elle said, looking back to Delliks. “I was thinking of going on a hunting trip to take down big game. Boar, big deer, stuff like that. I’ll need some muscle to carry everything back with me. Interested?” Elle asked, giving him a cute smile. “I’ll supply everything. You just need to show up with your man strength.” She added. Her eyes drifted down to her coin purse in time to see a slender hand reach for it. She gave the hand a sharp smack and it pulled back. Delliks wasn’t kidding it seemed. How did Aerin deal with these folks and not get robbed completely?

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Delliks continued to laugh as Elle said what she did. Yes he supposed it could turn into a hot night, if it wasn't for his lack of money. What he had was not nearly enough, at least he was pretty sure it wasn't. Delliks wasn't exactly interested in finding a lover for the night.

He held his arms casually to the sides as the gypsy girl snatched the paper. "Yeah, figure that out will ya Lindsey?" He asked with a smirk, she stuck her tongue out at him before going back to skimming the note.

The man rubbed his chin as he thought. "I must admit, I am glad to hear that your "big game" wasn't as big as I thought it would be." Delliks laughed. He had found out the hard way the these forests were not filled with average beasts... "I will join you." He said with a smile. "I am sure I man like myself will be able to handle carrying a few dead animals and other supplies. A pack mule eh?" He chuckled before looking around at the ladies. "That's enough ladies... I think it is time Elle and I find this red ground something or other for her brother." He bowed, smirking as he did so. "We did ever so much enjoy your show."

[Luella Vaettir]

Elle watched as the girls passed the note around. They seemed to mumble to each other before one broke off towards the wagon. Elle felt her hopes rise a bit. Maybe they knew? She turned back to Delliks as he spoke.

“Yes, a pack mule. I can hunt them and fell them, but I can’t really drag them back.” She said. She clapped her hands together and smiled when Delliks agreed.

“Fantastic! I’ll supply the tents and wagon and whatever else we’ll need. We won’t have to worry about food. I can hunt and gather while out there. And I doubt you’ll mind roughing it.” She said, looking him up and down. “And I’ll pay you of course.” She added, nodding. She said nothing as Delliks turned to the gypsy girls to bid them good day, and she turned as one approached, handing Elle the slip of paper and a jar with large ground chunks. They were a dark red.

“This is what you want. It’s Emperors Fire Root.” She said. Elle blinked and looked from the paper to the jar. Red ground…fire root…close enough.

“Thank you so much!” Elle said happily, actually hugging the girl before handing her a small handful of coins. Judging from the gypsy’s eyes widening the amount was more than what the jar was worth but Elle didn’t care. Aerin wanted to circulate his money after all. Besides, he could pay extra for being such a pain in the ass and not simply giving her the herb’s common name.

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"As long as I get some better food than the average mule I won't complain." Delliks said with a laugh as the girls began to leave. One, a rather small young girl, although older than she looked, grabbed Delliks' wrist and tugged him a bit.

"My tent is the green one, blue patches and crescent moon and wolf beads." She winked.

Delliks chuckled. "I know Rose, you tell me every time. The answer is still no." She pouted as she walked away.

Delliks turned back to Elle and looked into the jar. "Oh, fire root... I was close eh?" He laughed. "Elvish is only my third language, you'll have to excuse my rustiness. But I do hope you didn't want to converse with it on our trip. That would be extra." He joked before looking around. "Say, when is this hunting trip beginning anyhow. Better not stand ya up eh?"

[Luella Vaettir]

Elle raised an eyebrow as one gypsy in particular walked up to Delliks and informed him of which tent was hers. She seemed awfully young to be dabbling in men, but Elle couldn’t really judge. She started off a bit young herself. Delliks turned the girl down however, and she walked off. Elle smirked at Delliks.

“Like ‘em young do you?” She teased, placing the jar of herbs in her travel pack. She glanced around at the gypsy women, who now seemed a bit less inclined to try and rob her or dance for money now that they got a fistful of coins, which they were currently counting.

“You dabble in elvish? Well I guess Aerin and I will have to be careful when we talk our native tongue around you hm? Though in our village we use a more ancient dialect. There’s actually a high percentage of elves now who can’t understand me.” Elle said. Deciphering the newer dialects was pretty easy since they all came from her own language. It was easier to go forward than backtrack with languages it seemed.

When Delliks asked when the hunting trip was to begin Elle thought a moment.

“Well, I suppose that’s up to you. I was going to start whenever I found a man to help. Now that I have I’m ready whenever. I’d have to go home and throw a few small things together and pack the wagon, but otherwise it could begin today or tomorrow morning.”

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Delliks shrugged, "Not particularly, they just seem to like them older eh?" He said with a chuckle. It was because if the age, among other things, that Delliks never acted upon or went to the gypsy's tent.

He really wasn't that great at elvish really. If Elle wanted to have a conversation with him in it, the man would have a horrid time.
"Oh you two could probably speak it just fine. I'm more of an elvish reader than anything else." He explained as he then turned his mind to when they would go on the hunt.

"Any time suits me. Whenever the lass wants to strap up her mule he will go I suppose eh?" He said jokingly with a laugh. He smiled at Elle. "I can leave whenever.

[Luella Vaettir]

“Well, I think the lass wants to go immediately. So the mule should follow her home and get strapped up there, and from there we go on our hunt!” Elle said, clapping her hands in happiness. A three day hunt! All by herself! Well, sort of. Not really, but it’d be nice to go out into the woods, kill some things, camp, and be away from the city for a while. Aerin would hardly miss her. Once he had gotten settled in he didn’t need her to drop by nearly as often. Elle mostly dropped by to give Aerin some food and supplies, mostly the things Aerin didn’t or couldn’t buy, tidy up the place so dust didn’t settle in, and assist him with his store by writing down everything Aerin told her in the ledger, taking inventory, and counting out money. Aerin could do the business stuff by himself, but Elle liked to write it down so it was less of a hassle for him.

“I have everything I need back home, so I don’t think there’s anything I need to buy here.” She said, looking around. She paused when she saw a baker’s shop, particularly eying the little sweet rolls on display. But it was Aerin’s money she had…oh well! She’d pay him back! She stepped up to the vendor and asked for three sweet rolls. While she waited she turned to Delliks.

“Is there anything you’ll need? You’re mostly just going to be hauling dead animals and my cart, but if you think you’ll need anything now, better speak up.” She said.

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Delliks walked around, following Elle through the market as she shopped around. The man really didn't need anything. He felt his pockets and hips, everything was accounted for other than is small pack that was hidden in an alleyway they were nearing.

"I hardly take off anything I own." He chuckled, scratching his chin. "As long as we pass by that alleyway up there so I can grab my pack I be fine. I'm easy to travel with eh lass? I don't need to really drag anything with me." He smirked.
He looked at the sweet rolls and thought about getting one for himself but they normally made his hands sticky. (assuming they are those type of sweet rolls lol google only told me that there were several)

"If our travels become tiresome perhaps I can entertain us with my ocarina. I may be able to come up with some stories as well." Delliks shrugged his shoulders, in the mercenary group he was once in he was always the one to come to for stories, that or his grandmother who would tell tales of old avaleur. "I suppose we wouldn't want to frighten away the beasts though eh?" He said as he thought of all the creatures he would scare away with his ocarina.

[Luella Vaettir]

“Indeed you are easy to travel with.” Elle replied, receiving the sweet rolls she bought. She paid for them and turned to Delliks, offering him a roll (yes they are the glazed, sticky kind. But they’re small, like half the size of your average doughnut, so assuming he’s careful only his thumb and index finger would get sticky). “That just makes you the better choice out of all the other men hm?” She paused, looking thoughtful. “Though I imagine there are many women in this city who could probably do the job as well. Who knows?” She turned and walked off towards the alley Delliks mentioned.

“As for scaring animals, I’ve no intention of hunting in the night. And besides, we’ll be making enough of a ruckus setting up camp. You could play till your heart’s content there. Tomorrow morning, when I set out for hunting though, no music.” She said, pausing as she went to bite into her sweet roll to see a little girl wearing almost nothing but rags. The child looked dirty and hungry, and was staring at the roll in Elle’s hand with wide, watery eyes. Elle glanced at the roll, then the girl, and shrugged before holding it out to the child. The child eyed Elle distrustfully before snatching the roll and running off a ways. Elle smiled. That’d brighten the child’s day at least.

“I think story telling is fun too. I’m not as big of a sucker for them as Aerin is, but how can you not tell some around a campfire?” She added, absently licking the glaze from her fingertips. Nearby a well dressed man eyed the elf, seeing all of her smooth skin showing, from long legs to cleavage, and seemed to have a flicker of in his eyes amusement watching her lick her fingers clean. She disregarded the man and looked to Delliks. “What kind of beasts roam in the forest here anyways? I haven’t gone deeply into the woods or stayed overnight yet, but your remark earlier makes me wonder what I may see.”

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Delliks accepted the roll. It would be rude not to. He instead chose to deal with the stickiness of it. The man didn't much like getting his hands sticky but that was alright. "Thanks." He said, accepting the roll and popping the entire thing into his mouth before chewing slowly and with effort as it was a much too big of a bite. All he could do for awhile was just listen and watch; following the elf. He felt a tad embarrassed at his rather un-gentlemanlike behavior but it was his past, it was who he was. Delliks was horrible when it came to eating habits.

Finally, once the roll was swallowed, Delliks sucked his fingers clean before turning a few steps into the allyway and picking up the small sack hidden behind a trash container. He slung it over his shoulder before continuing to walk with Elle.
"I wouldn't play while hunting of course lass." He chuckled. "I am not that foolish." He smiled as he watched the little girl run off. To see someone that charitable was nice. It did not only make the little girl's day, it had made his.
"Creatures? Well if you wish we could pick up a guide on our way out. Seth's Creature Guide I believe it is called. Best to be informed eh?" He asked before adjusting his bag behind him. "Ferracoons, Fire-Geckos, 'normal creatures', you know, nothing horribly dangerous. I doubt we would run into a Hydra or Tigonox eh?"

[Luella Vaettir]

“Ooooh there is a creature guide for this area?” Elle asked, looking interested. As a huntress it was only natural to be interested, even excited, about a guide that broke down what kinds of creatures she could run into. “I’ll definitely buy it! Where would I get one? And who is this Seth fellow anyways? I feel like I hear his name often.” She walked forward, heading now in the direction of Aerin’s shop. She’d have to give him back his money of course.

“Actually, I can think of one good place that would probably have this book.” Elle said, smiling. “Aerin would. He kind of hoards books like fat children hoard sweets. If I ever need any kind of information I normally ask him. Then he throws a book at me. Maybe this time he’ll throw this guide.” She glanced forward, trying to think of anything else she might need. When nothing else came to mind after musing a second time she looked to Delliks.

“I think meeting a Hydra would be rather exciting. Imagine the money I’d make off it! And that’d mean more money in your pockets too. So then you could afford those underage gypsies.” She said, giving him a teasing wink.

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Delliks laughed momentarily as the bombardment of questions left him only able to speak on a few of them. As soon as she had asked where to get one she had pretty much answered it for herself, and thinking of Hydra only slightly frightened Delliks... he had one into a small one once and he was not the type to be able to take it down by himself, he did after hours of hacking and slashing but he was lucky to have survived it.
"Seth? I can't tell you for certain as I have never met him either but the book shared a bit about him. He is a chief doctor at the infirmary, advisor to the Knight Commander and Queen, and a Sage or something like that. Quiet the brilliant man eh? Being as young as he is, yes I heard he must be some sort of prodigy." Delliks explained before thinking more about how many books Aerin had... yes he probably did have it, but would it be in brail? He did have to wonder.

The two continued on. "As long as you can use fire magic I don't have any problem with running into one of those giant snakedragons but if you don't..." He chuckled for a moment. "I won't have any problem or lose any sleep not being able to afford those gypsies. Be glad to just see them again eh?"

[Luella Vaettir]

Elle thought about this prodigy named Seth. He seemed to have in fingers in a lot of places. He must have been quite the incredible guy indeed. Aerin probably would have turned out the same way had the carriage not crippled him. She could see it. The heir of their parents rich estate and farm, a member of the village council, maybe a few other positions. Possibly a doctor of sorts. Aerin realized soon after going under the wing of his tutor that he enjoyed medicine. Elle thought Aerin would be a great doctor, but he insisted that he wouldn’t due to his blindness. She’d have to meet this Seth fellow. It’d be nice to find Aerin some friends that were more on his level.

“No worries! I can make a mean fire blast when the time comes.” Elle assured. “Good thing I have some fire power, huh? I can also use water magic too.” She added, spotting Aerin’s shop up ahead.

“I’ve only ever felled deer in these woods. I would like to aim for more exotic animals this time. It’ll be so much fun!” She said happily, approaching the door to the shop. She opened it and stepped inside. “I’ll be just a second.” She said to Delliks, offering him the door should he want to come inside. She walked in, seeing Aerin was not at the counter. Lenore was nested in her usual spot, beady eyes tracking Elle’s progress across the store and towards the back, to Aerin’s office. The door was open. Elle peeked in to see her brother sitting on the floor, his bad leg stretched out before him awkwardly, since he couldn’t really bend it that much without great pain. His hair was tied back, sleeves rolled up, and papers were scattered about with half finished circles on them and various weird plants scattered around. He was working on creating new summoning circles.

“Aerin, do you have Seth’s Creature Guide or whatever?” She asked, watching her twin trace out a simple circle carefully with charcoal in his fingers and a few instruments used to help him keep track of where his shapes were. Aerin pointed in the direction of one of his bookshelves, and then continued working, writing out weird symbols on this circle. Elle picked her way about the scattered papers to the shelf, perused it momentarily, before she pulled the book she wanted. She smiled and stepped over to Aerin, producing her last sweet roll.

“Got a treat for you. I’ll be gone a few days hunting.” She said. Aerin made no reply, simply lifting his hand for the roll. She placed it in his hand, bent to kiss him on the cheek, then turned and left his office, setting the jar of herbs on his desk as she passed, all the while Aerin’s look of concentration never breaking. Elle returned to Delliks, waving the book in her hand. “Got it! I knew he’d have it. Alright, off to my place!”

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"Well then that makes one of us." Delliks said, finding out that she could use magic. It reassured him. He couldn't use magic which always seemed odd to him as his Grandfather was an expert at it. It did not matter much to him however, his sword as magic enough for him. As long as he had old faithful he would be fine. Good steel.

They came to Aerin's home and Delliks staid outside of it. He hadn't much interest in entering, he figured Aerin busy with something. Instead he sat, leaned against the threshold, thinking to himself. This hunting trip would be interesting... probably. Could he take days of Elle's flirtatous behavior? He supposed he would just have to wait and see. But if he couldn't? What then when they return? Would it be awkward forever around her and Aerin? He tried to shake all these thoughts out of his head as she returned.

He pushed himself off of the threshold and began to follow. "Well I guess you were right about the book eh?" He laughed, he supposed it wasn't that odd, he had heard they often gave them away for free.

"Is it brail?" He asked curiously. "How does he read them if they are not?"

[Luella Vaettir]

“Yeah, I can always depend on Aerin. He’s more dependable than most of the men I’ve met. Especially when it comes to this stuff.” She said, flipping open the book to reveal the answer to Delliks question. The words were written out neatly before them, no brail or any other language for the visually challenged.

“You know, I honestly have no clue how he reads his books. There has to be a spell or something. I doubt Lenore can read them to him. Even if she could she’d never take it seriously.” Elle replied, flipping through the pages, scanning the names of different types of creatures.

“I get him books and that’s all I know. Then at some point he just…knows what is in them! I don’t know how he reads them but he does. I’m glad. Aerin would be a broken, sad, elf puddle if he couldn’t at least read.” She said, giggling.

She continued scanning the pages, eyes big, as she read a few names. Hydra, Behemoth, Unicorns, Griffins…it all sounded spectacular! If she could just see these things she’d be happy. Let alone hunting them. She probably wouldn’t, but a girl could dream.

“So tell me Delliks,” She said, closing the book and tucking it away, “would you prefer to hunt with me or hang around camp and go collect the animals I kill when I’m done?”

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Delliks walked beside Elle as they made their way to her home. Once there he imagined it wouldn't be much longer until they would be walking down the forest paths into the wilderness to hunt whatever game she saw fit. He was glad to hear that Aerin's book wasn't braille or anything like that meant that they would be able to get a good idea about what to expect out in the wilderness.

The more he thought about Aerin's condition the more he realized was taken from him, those simple pleasures like reading, he was glad as well to hear that he read often, somehow. It really didn't matter how, it was just good he could express and elongate his imagination.
"Yes, must be a spell... seems pretty handy actually." He tried imagining not having to read but having books read to him... would be kinda nice.

They continued on for a moment of silence as she read and he looked about, the sun on his face was warm and welcomed. If he hadn't been preparing for a trip it would have made perfect rays to nap under. He turned to her as she spoke to him. What would he do if he didn't? Hang around the tent, be bored, wait? None of that seemed like any fun.
"If you don't wish for me to accompany you then I won't. But if you don't mind then I suppose I will. Be more eventful that way eh?"