25.May.22, 03:31 AM
Despite the late hour, N'lis was starving and quietly made his way down to the kitchens, knowing they would be empty or near enough to it that he wouldn't be a bother. Since Jammerith's Flight where Pharralath did some damage to other dragons and the gossip mill was on fire with stories, he'd done his best to avoid large crowds. Thanks to his name being similar to V'lis, some people thought he was the rider of the aggressive brown. And then rumours about V'lis himself came around again and then people thought he was the horrible human being. Not everyone made that mistake, but it was enough that when he was going to dine alone, he skipped the meal all together.
Now he was becoming a creature of the night, quietly sitting in the barely lit room, purposely selecting the stool off to the side and out of the way that cooks used when they could sit for a few minutes. Depending on who worked late, a plate was sometimes left beside a low burning fire for him, sometimes he just helped himself to leftover stew. Tonight he had a plate that was filled with mashed potatoes, carrots, and some meat. No gravy, but that was fine. He wasn't going to be picky when he wasn't eating at the proper hours.
He froze when he heard someone frantically enter the room and started to give a little wave when he thought he was spotted but the girl didn't seem to see him in the shadows. Or she was distracted too much by the pot she held. He knew the shape well, despite not having one of his own and gave a little smile. He was about to watch someone Impress to their firelizard and it seemed they were in need of food given the way the girl now hacked at the meat. He wanted to help but knew calling out would startle her. Then again, if he stayed still and quiet and she suddenly did spot him, not only would she be scared but he was now also creepy. So he called out.
"Here. I didn't eat the meat yet so you can use it for your firelizard," N'lis stood and took a step forward, more into the light so he could be seen and assessed as nothing close to a threat. With an embarrassed little grin, he set his plate down near the wobbling pot and took a couple of steps back. He didn't want to further scare the girl nor did he want to Impress her firelizard accidentally.
Now he was becoming a creature of the night, quietly sitting in the barely lit room, purposely selecting the stool off to the side and out of the way that cooks used when they could sit for a few minutes. Depending on who worked late, a plate was sometimes left beside a low burning fire for him, sometimes he just helped himself to leftover stew. Tonight he had a plate that was filled with mashed potatoes, carrots, and some meat. No gravy, but that was fine. He wasn't going to be picky when he wasn't eating at the proper hours.
He froze when he heard someone frantically enter the room and started to give a little wave when he thought he was spotted but the girl didn't seem to see him in the shadows. Or she was distracted too much by the pot she held. He knew the shape well, despite not having one of his own and gave a little smile. He was about to watch someone Impress to their firelizard and it seemed they were in need of food given the way the girl now hacked at the meat. He wanted to help but knew calling out would startle her. Then again, if he stayed still and quiet and she suddenly did spot him, not only would she be scared but he was now also creepy. So he called out.
"Here. I didn't eat the meat yet so you can use it for your firelizard," N'lis stood and took a step forward, more into the light so he could be seen and assessed as nothing close to a threat. With an embarrassed little grin, he set his plate down near the wobbling pot and took a couple of steps back. He didn't want to further scare the girl nor did he want to Impress her firelizard accidentally.