Lord Dakol
Supernova
- Joined
- Jun 28, 2009
- Location
- California
The field of bright green grass flowed gently in the field, a dirt road cutting through the middle, and near a large brown rock sat two young men. On the left was Sen, the 6'3" male with dark brown hair that fell to his eyes and pale blue eyes that looked across the field to a dark forest. On the right was the young man named Xame, a bit taller than Sen by two inches, and gray-white hair that rested on his shoulders and beaming hazel eyes. Their things were scattered at their feet; a small crackling fire between them, packs near their waists and leftover food scraps of a boar they hunted earlier. Sen was the first to speak and break the silence.
"Boredom hurts; literally, I think," he muttered, irritated by the as he crossed his arms and looked up at the sky.
Xame sighed deeply and leaned his head back, closing his eyes, "Really? Ya think?" he replied with a growl. An awkward silence ensued between them as the wind whistled through their hair. The main problem for them - besides food and money - was the fact that both of them hadn't had sex in months since they left their village.
Sen looked at Xame with a pissed off look in his eyes, "Don't blame me for stating the obvious!" he replied; he knew the problem for Xame's irritation already and thought about a solution. "Well... how about getting slaves for the night? The stress is killing us..."
"How do you figure on doing that? It would be great, but have no gold, or anything valuable to trade." Xame countered, and moved one of his hands to grope around for his canteen. Sen then just grumbled in reply, muttering something Xame couldn't hear.
"Boredom hurts; literally, I think," he muttered, irritated by the as he crossed his arms and looked up at the sky.
Xame sighed deeply and leaned his head back, closing his eyes, "Really? Ya think?" he replied with a growl. An awkward silence ensued between them as the wind whistled through their hair. The main problem for them - besides food and money - was the fact that both of them hadn't had sex in months since they left their village.
Sen looked at Xame with a pissed off look in his eyes, "Don't blame me for stating the obvious!" he replied; he knew the problem for Xame's irritation already and thought about a solution. "Well... how about getting slaves for the night? The stress is killing us..."
"How do you figure on doing that? It would be great, but have no gold, or anything valuable to trade." Xame countered, and moved one of his hands to grope around for his canteen. Sen then just grumbled in reply, muttering something Xame couldn't hear.