khuioduan | 01 ~ video

[The video shows Naesala casually lounging against the side of a stone building, in his usual dark outfit. It's a wide enough shot to show his wings resting against the wall behind him; he seems to be holding his yimo out at arm's length while he's recording.]

Well then. It's a festival dedicated to tying knots. Makes you wonder what form of the festivities happens in private, doesn't it?

Don't bother scolding me for saying it. I know that's been the question on everyone's mind.

At any rate, I met a most interesting group of people at one of the bars here. They invited me to a Erol'an poetry reading at a place near the docks. I don't know what to expect from it, but it ought to make for an interesting night.

[Naesala seems pretty satisfied with the turn of events, too. Look at him, making friends with hipsters.]

If only all my interactions with the locals were like that. Do yourselves a favor and don't walk close to the colleges if you have any extra appendages. You might not escape with all your feathers intact.

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[A...laguz? Lobco has never heard that term.]

Pleasure to meet you, Naesala. My name is Lobco. Laguz is not a term I'm familiar with--is that what people like us are called where you are from? That is, animal folks?

[She wondered if they were the same after all, but quite frankly either way she was still happy to see someone that she could relate to more. It had been disconcerting to final so many animals that lacked sentience, to say the least.]

Yes, that's right. It's how we distinguish ourselves from humans - or 'beorc', but no one here uses that term.

Do you not have a word like that on your world?

[She gives a shake of her head]

No. Just animal-folk, I suppose. There aren't very many humans where I come from. Many, many other creatures, though.