With: Kyky, Jaya, Kira
Where: Brickstone Tavern, Merchant's Quarter
When: March 14t, 872 RoK - Late Afternoon
Manfred felt out of place at the table and sat closely to Kyky's side. He wasn't just the only male, but a centaur..... And from the way the girls tried to speak around him as if he weren't there, about their home... the only native of the realms. He kept his head down and let his hair hide his face as he carved and sanded a shaft for an arrow, keeping a ready supply just in case things went crazy.
He shifted restlessly, and was constantly watching the other survivors around them. The humanoid centaur's senses were still on high alert. "You're leaving...?" Manny finally ventured biting his lip and glancing at Kyky. Of course she wanted to leave, of course they all did. By the four witches, he wanted to go home too... to the farm in the North of the Western realm.
But he knew they were talking of a place that wasn't on a map that he had ever seen. Manny knew Kyky wasn't like him...and her friends too. Not centaurs, not from a normal city or township of Eventyr. If even from the realms. A frown pulled at his mouth as he set another piece of wood between his knees and took one of the strange curved blue daggers from the sheath to scrape bark and knots away.