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    Samhaine and Xins Bizzarre Adventure Pt 1. House on a Hill (Freeform, Open)

    Samhaine:

    {When the Forest doth call…}

    It had been a week. Not a hard one either. Sam was getting to know Xin and…it looked like Xin was trying to know Sam, but Sam wasn’t sure. The kid was an odd one, for sure, but a kid was a kid and regardless of mischief that basically had him run out of a town that reminded him of home, Samhaine liked most if not all Kids, and Xin was a kid. The run itself lasted a couple of hours, and the two at the time (with Samhaine hauling the small boy like he was a small sack of potatoes) were due Westward towards wherever, but the mob eventually dispersed and Samhaine hot his bearings. Where to now, though, was the main question?

    Resh had been gone for a few days after the whole ordeal and had just come back a few days ago and oddly enough, had been tugging Sam a certain direction without telling him why. Normally the snake was quiet, grumpy, and didn’t do jack shit but this…mad Sam curious to say the least, not that Xin needed to know that.

    “You could just tell me.”

    Said Samhaine to the snake coiled on his right shoulder. Resh just moved one its eyes to eye the side of Smahaines face but did not ‘say’ anything, no it just watched Sam do what he was doing. What was he doing? Building a nightly little spit fire, ‘spit’ because samhaine had caught a deer and was intent on cooking and roasting it for himself, Xin, and maybe Resh if he felt like eating tonight. Heck, he even found a few sweet berries the kid might like. Who knew? Regardless, after cutting the hair of the deer off to baldness, Samhaine skewered the thing messily and set it on the smile spit-roast. Wiping his brow, the scoundrel stretched with a light grunt before turning to wherever he though Xin was/he could see the boy.

    “Yo, you ready to eat soon?”

    Might as well ask. Oddly enough the snake on his shoulder perked slightly, not in a hungry way at that. Samhaine frowned and eyed the snake. Something was definitely amiss with the ‘reptile’, but Samhaine could not quite put his finger on it or have enough Intel to figure out exactly what it was. Aw well, meat was almost done, venison at that, Huzzah!

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    The week since Samhaine had carried the boy away from the town had been odd indeed; His sleeping form appearing almost peaceful within the males arms as he clung onto his stuffed bear head bouncing slightly as the other ran causing locks of silver to spill across the face of the mask he wore. Snoozing soundly oblivious to the tumultuous crowd that had been on their heels. Though that in itself was understandable given the child’s previous antics in the park and the precursory destruction of the store-front. Regardless it seemed that the pair would not be allowed to return to the town for a while and even as the crowd began to fade into the background their curses saw them off until they finally decided to give up and return to their homes.

    Meanwhile the boy dreamed peacefully as if drifting upon a cloud – not a sound, not a peep. That was until several hours later. Once Samhaine had done all the work of securing their escape. The timing was almost too perfect and the boy let out a loud yawn whilst stretching and hopping to his own two feet. “I guess this means I won’t get anymore cake.” At least not from Milly’s Bakery. It was a little disappointing.

    The week went on almost uneventfully if not for the mischievous nature of the boy, though taken mostly to harmless pranks having seemingly learned his lesson. Samhaine would find that the boy had been following him; for no other reason than Xin had nowhere else to be. Though he would often wander off for a time or two only to show up later. And so when the elder male called out to him there was no response at first. Then the faint rustling of leaves as the boy emerged from the nearby shrubbery.

    A litter of leaves ruby and gold adorned his head almost as if a crown – though he shook his head h causing them to tumble from his form and float off in the wind. Slowly the boy approached , eyeing the skinned deer which was roasting over the flame.

    “Heya, Mister” He called out cheerily.

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    Samhaine:

    {Skinnaryd Dinnerd}

    “Well aint you the little princeling.”

    He spoke and chuckled once Xin appeared, nodding and lifting a hand to the adventurous boy. He shifted over the makeshift bowl of leaves and twigs towards him, where the sweet berries he had collected lied.

    “I keep telling you Xin, you can call me Samhaine, either way, I found, tasted, confirmed not poisonous berries for ya. They aren’t cake but again, they are sweet, also dinners on.”

    In reference to the deer on the fire, which cracked thanks to the heat cooking it. Samhaine plopped his lazy butt down onto the ground after speaking, half wiggling half squirming in place as he did.

    “Sorry our ‘housing’ position has been less then desirable. I thought since we fled from the town a city or some urbanization was in place down the road or something I was sorely mistaken.”

    Xin didn’t seem like one to complain, as he hadn’t but Samhaine was Samhaine and he cared about the well being of kids and the forest ground wasn’t exactly the best bed to use. His nose hadn’t yielded anything either, none of his senses did. Apparently the town they had fled had been one of the few centers of humanity about the area and a good amount of the rest was just ass loads of forest, trees, stones, and rivers. Nothing to bad but still, he wanted the boy to be a LITTLE comfy in their travels ‘together’. Regardless, Samhaine tilted his head side to side in an odd sing song kind of way, content if anything else.

    “You actually have somewhere you gotta go to or like, live Xin? Most people would find it funny a kid is wandering about on their own like you were.”

    Now while he did consider himself a ‘traveling budy’ of the boy (for now that is) he was aware at points Xin could/want to leave him without a word…and he was fine by that. While he had an iota of ‘care’ he wasn’t one of those fools that prohibited someones freedom unless it was certainly OBVIOUS they were gonna die if they went that or this way, and the same applied to Xin…even if Sam probably would keep track of the ‘little fellow’ for a while to ensure safety. Exploding bears or not, a kid was a kid, and this kid had caught Samhaines eye in a positive way.

    Meanwhile, as a almost moot point, the snake Resh continued to be oddly energetic, looking off westward for some reason. Plans plans, so many good ‘fun’ plans!

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    A single hand lifted from beneath the darkened fabric of his cloak fingers splaying outward, forms webs of cloth as the sleeves slid down past his hands and returned the greeting towards Samhaine. Princeling?

    “Perhaps the Prince of Mushrooms, what do you think of my kingdom?” He gave a soft laugh, it was a child’s laugh arms spreading outward as if to indicate all that before them was his- though his tone was merely in jest. He reached for a pouch that he had tied at his waist, unfastening the string and tossing it towards Samhaine, the bag floated weightless through the air before landing upon the ground at the other male’s feet unless he caught it first and he would realize that the small pouch felt nearly empty, though if he opened it he would find pouch stuffed with edible mushrooms, something that they could use to make a soup perhaps later if they found that they were running low on food though for now the Deer would do.

    Leaves crunched softly beneath his feet as he made his way to join Samhaine. “Mr Samhaine then.” He agreed though it seemed the old habit was hard to break. His head fell towards the side giving them male a quizzical look. Perhaps Xin had it all wrong perhaps, Sam preferred Misses instead. Yet there was no sign to betray the thought instead he moved over to join Sam. The sound of fat crackling above the flame and bubbling oils as well as the heat from the fire itself. The air was filled with the scent of roasting flesh, and he sniffed at it as a wolf might sample the air. It smelled pleasant enough. He plopped onto a fallen trunk.

    “And this is my throne.” He exclaimed. Looking towards Samhaine’s offerings. Berries. He took the leaf pallet and pulled it onto his lap. A hand lifting to dip beneath the chin of his mask and sliding it upward the boy did not seem to mind if Samhaine had seen his face as he had already seen it before. In the part- different times when they ate though he always seemed to keep it and the leeches were Satiated. The boy popped a single berry into his mouth and chewed slowly.
    “It’s okay, I might have had something to do with that.” He said in reference to the town that they had recently fled resulting in their lack of lodging.

    He was about to pop another berry into his mouth when the other had asked if he had somewhere to go, somewhere to live. He paused and set the berry back onto the pile hands moving to rest against the log on either side of him.
    “I guess you could say it’s something like that. I was staying in a tower before but I kind of forgot where it is.” He grinned and hit himself on the temple with a palm. It didn’t help that Samhaine had ran off for a while with him unconscious. “I could probably find it if I looked hard enough though I don’t really have anyone waiting on me.” Truth be told the boy had not even bothered to look preferring to linger around Samhaine for some odd reason. Perhaps he just enjoyed their banter and the little games they would play.

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    Samhaine:

    {Paupers.}

    “All hail Prince Xin, first of his name, second in line to the thrown of stuffed bears behind his lordship; Beary Bear McBear.”

    He snorted, caught the sack and eyed the mushrooms inside. A glance was given to Resh who shook his head, and to further confirm this, Sam took the smallest one and gobbled it up. Not bad, not exactly Shitake but just as good in his book, plus no poison which meant no burning innards or diarrhea. To the ‘Mr. Samhaine’ he nodded and gave the boy a hardy little two finger salute.

    “Aye aye, Prince Xin Toadstool, and your throne of thrones.”

    He’d keep the mushrooms safe and make something of them, or maybe stuff them into more of the meat he intended to hunt. He shrugged to the comment.

    “Eh, I’m more of a vagabound myself, was enjoying living up memories back there butttt…what can you do?”

    Not much, though when Xin spoke in detail he frowned. Tower of Xin, not sure where it was, a bonk to the head? Sounded like an Amnesia case, almost a sort of Fairy Tale thing. His face scrunched and he thought about this and that for a moment, his ears pricking at the ‘no one waiting for me’ statement which made his face frown. More thoughts and he was about to speak before suddenly, as fast as the ‘reptile’ had attached to his arm, it was even quicker to leave and slither off into the forest. Samhaine just watched the trail for a bit before grunting.

    “Apparently our little friend is intent on finding shelter for the night…for everyone, apparently.”

    Though Samhaine could not shake the sneaking suspicion the snake was up to something. Aw well, they would both find out sooner than later, maybe.

    “You got any part of meat you like, offhand?”

    Said to Xin, the deer was almost done although Samhaine had to wait for his personal prize; the heart.

    “We’ll find a way to somewhere I guess. Worlds an oyster and shit, plenty to do, find, beat up, steal and everything else. You ever get any ideas dont hesitate to throw them at me, I'll go anywhere nowadays.”

    As he had done. He leaned back in his seat, a particular loud and long crack of the deer shooting of a long ranged heated spot of liquid fat right onto one of Samhaiens hands. He didn’t seem to mind one bit, nor feel any sort pain. Why yell at what you were gonna eat?

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    Digits curled lightly around the trunk of the fallen tree feeling the rough grain against the tips of his fingers, in a certain light the boy did appear to be quite regal upon his nature made throne the berries piled on the parchment of leaves upon his lap. Even the boy’s mannerisms suggested that he may have had somewhat of a learned back-ground and yet he was still a child- using that knowledge to play various pranks then play it off casually. Though the mushrooms that he had given to Samhaine were quite edible. Might as well contribute his portion to the meal though it seemed a rather meager tribulation compared to the deer that Samhaine had already caught though even gathering mushrooms took a certain know-how. Locate, Identify, extract. One had to make sure they were not poisonous after all, unless it had been the poison variety that he was after. The man’s words drew a faint laugh from Xin though it was rather subdued as he lowered his gaze once more.

    Prince Toad-stool, back by an army of shadowed bears. It painted a strange image. “You don’t have to go along with it.” He said finally; as most adults seemed to be annoyed by such actions. Finally he took the corners of the leaves and folded them neatly around the berries once more before sliding the bundle to rest along side him on the logs.

    He thought of the town then that they had recently been chased out of and felt a tinge of sympathy for the male it was his own fault after all that they were both forced to leave and he had forced the other into playing his little game, but he would not admit that. At least aloud.

    “Oh yes, sometimes theses things are unavoidable.” He replied simply as if everything that had happened was something that just occurred. They were the victims of happenstance. A thin smile spread across his lips before his turned in the direction of the snake as it seemingly shot off into the underbrush though he did not comment on the actions of the snake. The creature had seemed wary of Xin since they had first met not that he really minded. He eyed the dear once more the skin nice and crisp moistened with fat that dripped and fed the fire. Slowly he shook his head in response to the question.

    “Not particularly.” He admitted. “Teacher taught me a lesson: Whenever someone makes you food, you smile and say thanks as you never know when you might next fill your belly. Regardless of how it taste.” It was obvious that he did not have very high expectation of Samhaine’s cooking abilities, yet it smelled pleasing enough.

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    Samhaine:

    {We found us somethin’.}

    “Eh, why the hell not? Games are games, and are fun, to boot.”

    Plus all of life is a game in its own way, might as well go along with one or two while playing it, or so thought Samhaine. He grunted at Xins words and tossed him a decent sized toadstool to eat or not.

    “Eh, or incidentally done…in our case, a little bit of both.”

    Doing damage to a restaurant then throwing a whole fricken park in chaos tended to make people mad, but hey, some people didn’t know how to have fun at all? Without even thinking, Samhaine plunged his hand into the chest cavity of the pretty well done deer. There was a searing noise and steam violently left the carcass but Sam took the cooked heart of the thing out either way. He nodded to what Xin said and despite the blisters and very prevelant red and dark burns on his hand he nonchalantly took a big bite of the heart. When you do a hunt and kill something, that much is yours regardless! He thought about it for a second before his over hand swiped and, in an odd motion, a part of the dears meaty upper leg was clear off, bone and all, landing on a well-placed ‘leaf plate’ Samhaine had left under the deer. He’d nudge that to Xin while taking another bite of the heart held in his ‘injured’ hand, rudely speaking while chewing.

    “Mmph, well, that’s usually the second best part beside the heart, so eat up my young spirited little friend…If your bears eat, well, they can have some to.”

    Why not? While biting another heart, his ear twitched. He turned his head back swearing he heard something along the lines…of a faint but audible swoop and a lot of trees rustling. As if on cue, Resh the snake made its appearance known and quite literally, expertly, hopped on Samhaines shoulder. Samhaine gave the snake a nod and took another bite of the heart. Content to eat Samhaine found himself interrupted by the Snake snout butting the side of his head. Grunting he gave the snake an annoyed look and was about to take another bite when without warning Resh bit into and tore a small piece of Samhaines cheek off. Wide eyed, it was obvious to see that actually Hurt and Samhaine stood up angrily, the snake having long since hopped off his shoulder again and quickly slithering back into the forest.

    WHAT THE FUCK RESH?!?!”

    Yelled Samhaine, whose voice echoed, the heart disposed of, a hand going up to touch (causing him to flinch) the spot of his face with a hole in it now. It was quite creepy, given one could see the inside of his mouth, blood spurting out and said wound slowly healing itself on all levels. Samhaine glared in the snakes direction, squinted, the frowned, grunted, rubbed his eyes.

    “It seems our good snake has found shelter, good ones at that…we’re advised to just leave the food and head over right now, or risk me getting my face eaten slowly.”

    He set his hands into the front pockets of his hoodie and eyed Xin in a ‘well…’ sort of way. Goddamn snakes.

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    Wrist snapped upward as Samhaine through a mushroom in the boys direction easily catching it, slowly he lowered his hand palm opening to reveal the brown spotted mushroom. He tossed it up afterward catching it in his mouth. Gaze lowering towards the male once more as he moved towards the deer and punched a hand through the creature’s chest? Blinking slowly, he had hear of some creatures that ate the hearts of others. Even in some human cultures they believed that eating the beast’s heart would somehow give them its strength. Let not go to waste. A thin smile stretched across the boys lips then.

    “It was fun though wasn’t it?” he spoke aloud as if having heard Samhaine’s thoughts- his own lingering towards the park that was still fresh on his mind. Since then however the boy seemed well behaved if not tempted every now and then to play one of his tricks. But, since that time he had never made mention of the thing that had come, or the hushed whispers which had accompanied the mask as if it had all been sealed away again once he put the mask back onto his face. And for the most part he seemed as if a normal child if not a little awkward. Though he was pleased when then other had agreed to his game.

    The words bringing back words which had been spoken to him. “Life is a game. To lose is death.” Though there had been no mention of winning and Xin wondered how one might achieve that. “Very well; if I am the prince than you shall be my loyal subject.”
    He straighten upon the stump, appearing quite somehow refined – he noted the damage to Samhaine’s hands though it did not seem to bother the male so there was little need to mention it. Since meeting Sam, at least in these few instances it seemed that the older male was not bothered much by pain—and Xin suspected that the male either had a high tolerance for pain or some sort of renerative ability perhaps both . Shoulders roll slightly in a small shrug as the leg was nudged towards him.
    “He doesn’t each… much. Which is why I ate his cake for him.”

    It would do. He clasped the leg and lifted it, taking a small bite. The flavors bursting in his mouth as teeth penetrate the crisp skin. Though no sooner had he started to eat did the snake make its return. He froze. Starring at the gapping hole Resh had left in Samhaine’s cheek.

    “Uhm, Mr, Sam. You got a little something on your face.” He paused between words and lifted his opposite hand to touch his own cheek where the wound had been inflicted. Though obviously he was already aware as indicated by the loud curse that shortly followed.

    Xin nodded before hopping from his throne and sweeping his cloak outward in a flourishing motion, leaving the food on the ground as Samhaine had suggested. He took his bear by the arm and carried it with him. Though the relationship between Samhaine and the snake did seem unusual. Xin would have guessed familiar but it seemed odd that the creature would turn on its master.
    “Lead the way.” And he will follow.

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    Samhaine:

    {Once bitten.}

    “Yeah I know, don’t worry about it bud.”

    He would have responded further, but he figured the stuff about the bears beforehand. Never hurt to ask, they were a fun ‘opponent’ if you could call them that. Once Xin was propped and ready to go, Samhaine, while muttering in an almost grumpy way began moving on his way. One way or another he was being given directions, vague ones at best but ones he knew would lead the two of them somewhere for shelter. What kind made Samhaine wonder though. He sure as heck didn’t sniff ahead of them, and his ears, outside that odd little sound, didn’t pick up anything. It came as a surprise to Sam, though he didn’t show it, that in a particular clear section of the forest, dark skys being seen and all, one could clearly see the outline of a house, shadowed within the night and bearing one singular rectangle of yellow-orange light.

    “…Well, seems legit.”

    Said Samhaine, hiding his uncertainty. Rubbing his chin the scoundrel sighed through his nostrils and motion with his head to Xin to carry on. All seemed normal as the approach to the house shortened. No road/path, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. In no time flat they would be upon the front gate of the house, and a house it was. Even with it being night it was easy to see the mini picket fence about them. The outline of a small vegetable garden could be seen on both sides and the lack of a path didn’t stop the middle of said garden being a path itself. The construct on the house, from a glance, was well built, if not very blocky and oddly tall, two and a half to three stories tall. A square on the left side of the house gave an obvious hint to a cellar and despite there being shadowed light posts, that single yellow-orange colored light was still the only visible sign of any sort of light/life one could see. Stairs led up to the front door, and Samhaine scrutinized it.

    “Oh…”

    It was at that moment Resh had returned, slithering up Samhaines right arm and assuming its usual perch only with a slight squirming and wiggling that was rather rare for the snake. Samhaine knew all to well despite the rarity; Resh was happy, hell, almost giddy!

    “…Shall we brave ye old dark house on a hill, o’ King Xin the first? Our scout, ser Resh has confirmed all is safe from his observations.”

    Though to what end, Samhaine didn’t know and was still curious about. For a second Samhaines eyes trailed off of Xin and spotted something to the right while leaning against the picket gate. Squinting, eyes deciphered and made his brow quirk.

    “…Howard Allan Bradbury.”

    Seemed someone owned the place but wasn’t home!

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    Followed the elder male in silence bare feet carrying him noiselessly through the woods. Even the fabric of his cloak scarcely made a sound as it rippled across the forest floors, wisp of dark fabric licking against the child’s skin almost as if he were a mere shadow. He gave Samhaine a slow nod as he told him not to worry about the wound so he dropped it subject for now figuring it was merely worse than it looked. Soon however they arrived at their destination a single house which sat upon a small clearing, surrounded by a white picket fence. The boy slowed to a halt to look the strange structure over. Golden light peering through a single window down at the yard below. Legit his head tipped at the word, nothing about the home seemed that it belonged though Xin did not argue the point instead he followed Samhaine as he lead them towards the gate and Resh returned once more and assumed his position upon the males arm.

    “I think I’ve read a story like this once , an unassuming house in the middle of nowhere.” His gaze lifted towards the darkening sky. “<i>They ran to the house to escape the danger, turns out the house was the danger all along and it ate them.”</i> there was an almost morbid fascination in his tone which was more curiosity than caution so he stepped towards the gate, hand slowly extending as he ran his fingers along the nameplate before lifting his gaze towards to snake. The snake almost seemed TOO happy, that single silver orb narrowed slightly before he turned back towards the house.

    “What was so urgent that we had to drop everything and come at once?” he certainly had not felt any signs of danger though he felt that there was something that Resh was not telling them, or perhaps Samhaine forgot to translate. He drew in a small breath before turning towards the gate once more deciding to trust it in this instance.

    “It’s impolite to invite yourself into someone else’s home . But if your friend thinks it let’s proceed.” He agreed finally.

    The gate creaked open as he leaned his shoulder against the wooden face and pulled upon the latch which caused the door to swing inward a spring of coiled steel acting to draw the door shut once they had passed though he held the gate open long enough for Samhaine to enter the property before making his way up the path towards the main entrance gaze scanning over the vegetable garden to along either side, tools still laid about. Some pots ready to be planted. Hoes, spades, some old gloves. The ground even appeared recently worked… the boy however shrugged it off as he moved up the stairs, the floorboards creaking beneath his weight and soon he arrived upon the door. He gave it a knock.. soft at first… then again if there came no reply. Waiting but a moment before reaching out to clasp the handle and open the door providing it was not locked.

    “We’re coming in.” he called out into the dimly lit space.

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    Samhaine

    {Welcome to the unknown house!}

    “Shelter, from what Resh is saying. Don’t worry about anything, I don’t think he’d lead you into Danger, Xin.”

    Though Samhaine? That was debatable. Tests were one thing but when the snake was in a humored sort of mood, it tended to do weird things to amuse itself, to the annoyance of Samhaine but when you are with someone and friends with someone for so long you get used to it. None the less, Samhaine nodded to Xin and oddly enough followed behind the little princeling, hands within the pockets of his hoodie as he stood back and opened the door. The knock did not produce a response, but along with being pushed it lightly creaked opened once the knob was turned and inside…was a house, as one expected. A rather well kept one at that. Like the outside there was a feeling of oldness to the inside, but in a good way. Dim but well maintained fire lanterns hung above on the small but welcoming brow colored walls, and below on a few wood tables. A few gritty old time pictures of people, groups of people, and animals of all types were scattered all about, and comfy cushioned chairs lined up on various points as well. A few doors were shut, but the others were open, one being a faint visage of a back room while the other clearly led into some sort of living room or the like. There were stairs to that clearly led up to the second story as well, but outside of a few visible flower plants that area was a bit to shadowy to see anything. Samhaine couldn’t help but whistle and was about to speak before someone interrupted him.

    Ah ah! Dreadfully sorry, I did not hear you outside or when you knocked!”

    A voice strangely shrill but deep at the same time could be heard from an upper room of the house, followed by loud long footsteps. Enter one Howard Allan Bradbury, a tall well over six foot man with white skin, a long aged looking face, pudgy little stomach small hand, and round wood-brown colored eyes. A strange set of hair sat on his head, a bit in the middle with a ring of balding but some slicked back rather well on the sides/back, and the outfit was a strange combo of black dress pants, a brown sports jacket, an black vest underneath that with a white button up dress shirt underneath that. It took him a minute but he was eventually down the stairs whipping his brow with a handkerchief.

    “[I]Pardon me, my hearing isn’t as good as it used to be, young fellows! Come, come in! Your friend Resh there told me everything, he spelt it out on the ground at that, clever little Fellow[I]!”

    To emphasize the point, if one looked down, they’d be able to spot black colored letters on the ground and a few arrows shapes. Well the old man wasn’t lying and he seemed friendly enough. Samhaine sniffed, nodded to the man (with Resh bobbing his head up and down almost excitedly) and eyed Xin. Royalty first.

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    Click the latch unbolted as the boy pulled on the handle- sliding the door inwards as he was met with little resistance save for the soft groan and squeaking of metal as it swung upon ancient hinge. All the while listening as Samahine explained the snake’s intentions. Though he paused ever before entering, merely peering into the darkness that was the house. It appeared homely enough at least from the outside. And definitely appeared well lived in, slowly he turned, looking up at Samhaine and Resh.

    “Was told you should never trust a snake.” He stated calmly before stepping into the threshold of the home, heels resounding softly against the hardwood floor with a soft thump. Tough they had not made it very far when an unfamiliar voice had called out to them inviting them further into the home. He moved towards the side somewhat so that Samhaine could fit into the entrance before making sure that the door shut behind him. They were guest after-all.

    He paused – as the heavy foot-falls of Allan Bradbury filled the hall, seeming to almost shake the house as the man made his way down the stairs; before pointing out that he had already spoke with Resh.—Being able to speak with snakes was quite the impressive talent and for a moment Xin was almost impressed when the male had pointed out that the snake had merely drawn out the words on the ground, his gaze lowered towards the ground noting the smattering of characters, briefly attempting to make sense of them. For any hidden message before looking back up towards the male.

    He stepped forward, appearing quite small by comparison. “Hello, Mr Bradbury.” He motioned towards himself then towards Samhaine. “My name is Xin and this is Samhaine, thank you for welcoming us into your home, I guess we were looking for a place to spend the night.” He stated simply. Were they lost?- Perhaps they should attempt to get directions to the nearest town as well .

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