Hungry Like The Wolf (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[Mr.Aznable]

"You're welcome.." he said. He sighed softly. "Got any more mead?"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Plenty," He replied, filling Sylas' mug, "Though we may have to make a detour to restock."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"That might be a good idea.." he said, smiling softly.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"There is a small town comin' up...we should make it by sunset tomorrow."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Very well, Ulric.." he said, smiling a bit. He finished his mead and moved to lay down.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Ulric laid down by the fire and exhaled gently.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas looked back at Ulric and smiled, relaxing before falling asleep.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

When he woke up, Ulric was already packed and eating a hunk of bread and some cheese.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas made a noise and slowly woke up, groaning softly. He headed in and relaxed in the back of the wagon.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Mornin'." He greeted, "Hungry? There's pork and turkey in th' salt bag beside ye."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Thanks, I'll probably sleep for a bit.." he said, covering himself with a blanket.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He looked confused, "Uh...alright..." He said.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Sorry, still very tired.." he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He made a noise and finished his bread and cheese before continuing along the road.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas wasn't sure when he woke up, but he could feel the sun on his face. He stretched and yawned, making a noise.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"We're almos' there." Ulric said, not looking back, "I'll give ye coin t' buy some new clothes."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"You don't have to, I can wash these in the river near by.." he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I don' mind." He said, "I have enough."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Well, alright. " he said. "I could use a new shirt, anyhow.." he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"It's no good t' wear th' same thin' ov'r and ov'r, it'll wear down then ye got nuthin'." He said

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Yeah, fair.. can't have that.." he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

After a seemingly long ride, they arrived at a small little market town and Ulric stayed in his seat as the horses fed and drank. He counted some coin and filled two seperate pouches, "Here. Fer food and yer clothes. Get things tha'll keep. And plenty of mead."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas nods and heads out into the market.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He chuckled and sat back as he relaxed.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He purchased plenty of mead, decent provisions, and a few modest outfits for himself.