Who: Radu, Idehr, & later Adrienne
When: Late Afternoon onward.
Where: The path towards the forest cottages, then Radu's Cottage
What: Two werewolves and an orc walk into a
bar cottage... AKA Birthday Bash
Note: Italicized dialogue = Romanian.
Now that the introductions were all said and done and they returned from getting supplies for Radu's birthday party, as well as the cake Idehr baked for the occasion, he wondered if he should ask what was new with Radu because it had been a while since they last spoke. Who knew, there were probably a multitude of changes in both of their lives that may not have been so obvious at first until spoken aloud. He carefully held the bag of supplies and the cake platter as they walked along the forest path, hesitating for a couple of moments before looking at his acquaintence. "How've you been? Doing anything fun?" he asked. He'd have to tell him all about Maddy and Aveira, once he heard all Radu had to say.
He wondered if he could invite Radu to dinner one evening like he had with Lee, and as Raduwas able to eat what Idehr cooked, it might make for a pleasant evening. He stored that in the back of his mind for now and withdrew a small carving of a sword out of his pocket. It was meant to be a birthday present, but he had no idea if it was appropriate or appreciated. "You can start a collection," he joked. "I'm also starting to work with metal too." He looked forward to what he was able to make with it. Elysium needed some culture, a couple of artists here and there, and while he didn't claim to be particularly good, sculpting here and there might be interesting. "Maybe you and I can create an art gallery." He didn't know if Radu was an artist, but either way it was a light jest.
"Some things that are good, and some that are not," Radu responded with a nod. It wasn't an entirely automatic response, as he still wasn't used to small talk. Not really. That was one of the reasons that he and others in his family were at times perceived as haughty. Still, he wasn't sure yet whether he wanted to tell the orc about his encounters with Zach, Adrienne's boyfriend. In fact, he had yet to explain Adrienne herself. He was considering how much to reveal when he was presented with a gift.
The werewolf stopped to get a better look at the small wooden sword, and was rather impressed with it's workmanship. "Thank you, Idehr," he said, and accepted the carving, placing it in the inner pocket of his jacket. "There must be no silver," he cautioned with a raised index finger and a wry grin. Although he'd had enough of that particular metal, as evidenced by the scar on his eyebrow, he trusted Idehr enough to know the warning wasn't necessary. He wasn't sure what he could provide. He wasn't as artistic as his mother had been. The thought brought a certain solemnity to the lycanthrope.
( He leaned against a nearby tree, blissfully unaware of any arboreal complaints, and regarded Idehr thoughtfully. )