Running into a "friend." (BOB)

Subject: Re: Running into a "friend." (BOB) 12/28/2012, 2:49 am

Zahra forced herself to move closer to Anundar, grabbing his bag and pulling out some matches. She inhaled through her mouth as much as she could, because the smell of the deer made her nauseous. It took her a while, but she managed to get a fire going without using up all of the matches. Hopefully Anundar wouldn't kill her. He asked her how she liked Norway and Jotunheim and she scoffed, trying to come up with a witty answer. She didn't have one. She actually thought Norway and Jotunheim were pretty, if freezing and creepy, know that monsters were all over the place.

"I'd rather be home," she said instead, frowning and refusing to give Anundar the satisfaction. "I hate it here."

Subject: Re: Running into a "friend." (BOB) 12/28/2012, 3:13 am

"Eh Camp Half-Blood is quite nice, but I enjoy the cold air of my homeland," Anundar said now cutting away at the meat. He could feel the heat of the fire now coming. So it seems Zahra did make the fire hopefully she didn't use all the matches. Sure Anundar had flint and steel, but it was always a pain in the butt to use.

After cutting off more chunks of meat, Anundar found a nice rock and placed in the fire then placing the chunks of meat on the rock. They would cook eventually, and the fire would kill all bacteria on the rocks and meat.

"Alright time to find you some food," Anundar said dragging the deer carcass away for now. He would finish butchering it later.

Anundar kicked away snow by the far until he found some food items for Zahra. Grabbing a small pot from his pack he picked some dandelions and put then in there. Searching more he found some acorns which he cracked to put the nuts in the pot. He then dug a little to find some wild garlic. He then picked some clovers and through them in the pot.

"This should be enough for now if you need more ask," Anundar told Zahra placing the pot next to her.

"A warning though for the acorn nuts make sure you boil them in water first after awhile the water will turn brown, that's the natural tannin in them being released, dump the water and keep boiling the nuts until the water no longer turns brown from being boiled," Anundar said poking the meat in the fire with a stick.

"You can use the snow as your boiling water you'll kill any bacteria in it through the boiling process," Anundar said still poking his meal.

"So are you at least a little excited to maybe meet a troll?" Anundar asked then saying, "They are usually friendly creatures, though can be aggressive at times."

Subject: Re: Running into a "friend." (BOB) 12/29/2012, 1:40 am

((yeah I have no idea how eating plants like these works so I'm just going to go with it. If this fails, or is not the proper way to eat dandelions... it's not my fault. LOL))

Zahra nodded, taking the pot from Anundar. Well, at least she didn't have to eat the meat of whatever that thing was. "Thanks," she muttered, gathering some snow and dumping a pile of it in the pot. She figured that she might as well just boil all of this stuff, because at least it'd be more sanitary than eating things straight out of the ground. In the back of her mind, she prayed Anundar hadn't given her anything poisonous, but somehow she doubted he'd do that. He had wanted to show her Jotunheim, after all. She rested the pot over the fire, watching as the snow turned to water slowly. Gods, it was freezing out here. Pulling her jacket closer to her, she listed to Anundar's question.

"I'm not at all excited to meet a troll," Zahra said, still staring at the pot of melting snow. "I really just want to go home. Why, have you met a troll? I can't imagine them being very kind." Zahra glanced up at him for a brief second before looking back at the melting snow in her pot full of greenery. She figured she'd might as well start up a conversation. It wasn't like they had anything better to do.

Subject: Re: Running into a "friend." (BOB) 1/9/2013, 5:29 pm

"You'll go home eventually," Anundar said poking his meal still cooking in the fire.

"On the troll subject, I'm glad you asked, in fact in the time when I left camp I did meet a troll," Anundar said with a chuckle and a sigh.

"I was hanging outside my house," Anundar started, "When I Saw a hulking figure in the distance it wasn't till he got closer that I saw his atrocious features, I knew it was a troll."

"He looked at me skeptically at first before saying, 'You aren't a mortal are you I smell god blood in you.' I smiled and replied, 'That I do, and I can tell you aren't quite mortal yourself.' he had a good laugh and I followed," Anundar then taking a pause to get a mess-kit from his bag, and then taking the now done piece of venison and placing it on his plate.

"After that he said goodbye and went on his way, I have no idea why he was so far from Jotunheim, I assume though he was just exploring," Anundar said with a chuckle now starting to cut into his deer steak.

"So yeah they seem pretty friendly when they want to be," Anundar said. Anundar put down his meal and put more sticks into the fire, it was getting pretty cold out.

"So, got any jokes or stories?" Anundar asked

Subject: Re: Running into a "friend." (BOB) 1/12/2013, 12:04 am

Zahra just sighed resignedly as he told her she would go home "eventually," listening to his story contently as she waited for the snow in her pot to melt and boil. It seemed like it was going to take a while, so what else did she have to do?

Zahra was grateful as Anundar threw some more kindling into the fire, because it helped with the cold just a little. It was still cold out, but it was Norway and it was January and that was to be expected. "I assume trolls aren't tiny, kind of endearing things like they tell you in fairytales, though?" she asked him. At least she'd know what they were in for when they met a troll. She didn't know if she was really looking forward to meeting one, but she supposed she'd find out how she felt about them once she did.

Anundar asked her if she had any stories or jokes to tell, and she almost wanted to laugh. Was it a joke that he'd taken her here? She wasn't fit to fight more than half of the monsters that probably resided here, and yet he thought it was okay to drag her into the place with little more than himself, a shield, and a couple of daggers for protection. It was so ridiculous that it would have been a laughable thought had she not actually been in the situation.

"Stories?" she asked him anyway, figuring she'd act pleasant to entertain his pleasure. It was better that she kept him happy than angry with her. "What kind of stories are you asking about?"

Subject: Re: Running into a "friend." (BOB) 3/27/2013, 11:07 pm

"Eh well they are as ugly as sin and twice your size, and somewhat larger than than me, but yeah they can be generally friendly when they need to be," Anundar said cutting into his meal and taking a bite of it.

Anundar continued to eat his meal looking at it. He peered up at Zahra as she spoke. 'What kind of stories,' She couldn't be serious. She was asking that of an eight foot tall warrior.

"Umm any type I guess, you Egyptians are supposed to have a multitude of them, but I guess I'll tell a little tale of my own, this tale being of my first journey into Jotunheim," Anundar said with a smile growing on his face.

"Well it all started after I left camp you remember that right Zahra," Anundar said with a chuckle, "Well after that I came back to my homeland, and I figured I would just head out to Jotunheim I thought it would cool my anger and it would give me a challenge, so I packed my things and I headed out, my first day was fine I walked and walked and set up camp with nothing happening, the next day though something did happen," Anundar paused taking a breath.

"I went out the next day, and then I heard something, somewhere around me and it sounded large, I didn't let it bother me, but I kept hearing the sounds of something following me, until it happened," Anundar said with a devilish grin growing on his face pausing for a few long moments to let the suspense build.

"Out of nowhere A wolf twice the size of a normal one jumped at me, luckily I dodged its first leap, and was able to get out my hammer, but then it lunged again scratching my arm," Anundar said still showing the sickly looking battle-scars.

"I reacted of course by bashing the wolf's brains in, but I had to set up camp and treat my arm, and that night is when I saw him," Anundar said with a sigh.

"My father came out of nowhere and joined me by the fire I had created, and he convinced me to head back to camp, and so I did, the next morning when the scar had only slightly healed up I took my supplies and made my way back out of Jotunheim, and back to cam," Anundar said finishing his story and eating more of his deer.

"Okay now your turn," Anundar said with a chuckle

Subject: Re: Running into a "friend." (BOB) 3/29/2013, 12:24 am

"That was... an interesting story," said Zahra, clapping her hands together and forcing a smile in his direction before staring down into her pot of melting snow. He'd asked her to tell a story, and she took a breath, watching it turn to mist in the winter chill before she looked back up at him. "I can't promise that my story will be any good, but I can tell you a story," she said. She considered making up a story about a girl who was kidnapped from home by a frightening brute and taken to a hauntingly beautiful place filled with trolls and monsters, but she thought that may not go over so well. Instead, she settled for a story of her childhood, for she figured that it wouldn't do her any harm.

"Many years ago," she began, realizing that her story sounded pretty clichéd, "there was a little girl whose mother disappeared the instant she was born. Her mother was assumed dead, as the first trace of the girl was a note in a cardboard box where she'd been kept, a note that bore her first name, only. The box had been left on the steps of an orphanage and its keeper took her in, though there was much skepticism as to who she belonged to. There was a long police investigation and this girl was thrown around from home to home as a mere infant in an attempt to determine her relatives. There were none; however, though the government did not realize, and the girl was tossed endlessly from place to place, never to settle, especially as she became a difficult toddler.

Monsters would follow her places, creeping up behind her when she wasn't looking, naivety taking over, and death followed her footsteps, mercifully leaving her standing when others fell. She grew to become a great artist, and as her 'parents' would realize this they would exploit her, encouraging her to create art for profit and for their own benefit. She wasn't treated particularly well, and at the age of seven she decided to up and leave one of her homes.

She didn't survive for long and the street, but as time progressed and she would escape from other places, she learned quickly, hiding in shadowy corners and moving from place to place quickly. Her art earned her money, and she could find her meals on her own. She was captured after her first escape and did not leave again until she was twelve, when she had the smarts to survive more easily.

Times proved difficult, but she had no one to support her. It was then, around age thirteen that she discovered a safe haven for children who are like her, a refuge for those who are chased by monsters. And now she's gone on many interesting adventures, including one with a Norse son of Thor who had the greatest intentions of showing her Jotunheim... yet another monster filled place in this world." Zahra concluded her rather boring tale, looking at Anundar strangely, as if measuring his reaction. He would probably be unamused. "Can I go home now?" she asked lightly, glancing down at the water which had begun to bubble. Oh, how she couldn't wait to devour the creation he'd concocted.

Furtively, she pressed the button on the screen of her cell phone, hoping to see it light up within her pocket. Nothing came of it. She pressed again, more forcefully, and yet nothing happened. Crap. She tried to turn it on, as maybe it had turned off, but nothing. She muttered frustratedly under her breath. Her phone had died. She had no way out of here, no communication with the world. Crap.

Subject: Re: Running into a "friend." (BOB) 6/8/2013, 3:13 pm

Anundar started listening to the girl story. It was an interesting one to say the least. He realized she was actually talking about her own life when he heard her mention son of Thor and going to Jotunheim in her story. So that was cool a life story on Zahra. Anundar though simply looked up and then back down at his meal.

Anundar continued eating his meal even after Zahra asked if she could go home. Anundar picked his head up to look at Zahra. "As I said you can go home once the journey is done I don't plan on keeping you here forever," Anundar said before taking another bite of his meal.

"Tomorrow we'll make our ways through the woods and to the mountains, then once we get to the mountains we'll be able to traverse up them, you see because that's where trolls live," Anundar said with a chuckle.

"Trust me it'll be fun, now you best start eating your food soon, and I'll get to work at making an enclave to sleep in so the way no monsters sneak u pto us while we're sleeping," Anundar said getting up. He started to grab large pieces of wood and stone and started to put them into a pile next to a dead tree.

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