[ While Thancred has kept Himeka appraised of his status ever since the coup and the following attack on Castle Thorne (which he was nowhere near at the time; the benefits of being a fugitive), it's no true substitute for seeing one another in the flesh. They could have met by the Horizon, but they've each been busy with their respective tasks in their territories. Thancred is still adjusting to life in Nott, and letting his guard down by entering the Horizon hasn't been high on his to-do list.
Nocwich allows him some much-needed freedom, however, and taking the portal from Nott to the land of eternal night is like a breath of fresh air. While he can't assume he isn't still being watched here to some degree, it's more his surface level of situational awareness that he employs rather than being on high alert.
He and Himeka have a standing appointment to meet each other for drinks each month, and so he suspects that he will find her there. As expected, she's waiting near the tavern in question. Her brightly-colored hair — now longer than ever, he can't help but notice — causes her to stand out in the crowd despite her diminutive stature. (Sorry, Himeka.)
He can't help it. She's distracted by watching the performance on the outdoor stage a short distance away, allowing him the perfect opportunity to creep up behind her and tap her on the shoulder. ]
[ She knows she not ought be, but Himeka has been worried. Thancred is more than capable, mayhaps one of the most capable people she's ever known and especially the sort who can handle a little escape from a nation under duress. But she can't help it. That just comes with caring, with having family.
Himeka doesn't believe if she needs to ask if they're still on--they always are, that's the beauty of Nocwich. But admittedly she's a little on edge, which isn't like her, only because of that worry she just cannot shake. She knows that seeing him in person will abate her fears and remind her that it's Thancred, of course he's fine.
Of course he'd find her because she's SO TALL she clearly sticks out of the crowd. Half-dazed, she watches a local bard as she starts to imagine what state she might find him in-- ]
Ack!
[ Only to be caught off guard as she whirls around, whipping her tail out dangerously.
Au Ra have great hearing, but Thancred is a master of stealth. ]
[ Thancred is a master of stealth, and perhaps that's why he can't resist testing his own abilities by making sure he can still successfully sneak up on the Warrior of Light. Y'shtola he's never been able to manage, but he continues to argue that she cheats.
He huffs out a laugh at her yelp, but then reaches out to lay a hand on her shoulder and steady her from the shock. ]
My apologies. I couldn't resist.
[ She'll see now what he referred to during their check-in after the shared dream. Just slightly under his Archon tattoos, the red scales start, disappearing under the collar of his shirt. Thankfully they haven't attracted too much attention in Nott. He's gotten some strange looks, but most people are polite enough to keep their questions to themselves. ]
Shall we head inside, or did you wish to listen a bit longer?
[ He glances over to the bard who's singing of some folk tale from Luna while playing a lute. ]
[ Y'shtola absolutely cheats. Himeka will back Thancred up on that! And then probably live to regret her endorsement.
Of course it's Thancred! She recognizes him instantly and a hand falls onto her chest as she steadies her heart while she lets him ground her posture. ]
I'll accept an apology in the form of a pint, thank you!
[ Which she's sure he would buy her anyway, but now it's the point that matters. If she felt any true annoyance at his surprise attack (she didn't), it's washed away entirely after a few beats as she pulls him into a tight hug, bard be damned.
Seeing him in the Horizon is one thing...but in person? Hale and whole? That's infinitely more important.
Her tail swishes behind her back and forth in restrained excitement. She holds on as long as he allows before finally pulling back. ]
Let's head inside. You may need a drink more than me.
[ A pint, Thancred can manage. He's not so low on coin that he can't make that work, and he isn't going to worry Himeka by even making reference to his current financial situation. He's already found ways to earn his keep in Nott, and he suspects he'll uncover additional methods before long.
But then the hug comes, one he really should have expected. Himeka squeezes tight, almost knocking the air out of him, and he lets out a warm chuckle as he returns it, resting his chin atop her head for a moment (while also taking care not to bump her horns).
It is good to see her in the flesh after all that's happened and how much his life has been uprooted.
As they pull away, he heaves out a sigh at her comment and nods. ]
I won't argue that point. This time, anyhow.
[ So with that, they head into the tavern and find their usual table, putting in orders for their pints. Thancred lifts up a leg to rest his ankle on his opposite thigh and leans back in his chair. ]
How have things been in Solvunn? I understand you all had to retreat underground for a time as well.
[ If only she had more coin to share with him. Solvunn, being so intent on trade of goods and services as it is, has little use for it unless trading with outsiders. What she does collect usually gets spent in Nott anyway. But she would be happy to send him off with what she has left.
Not that she's paying for Thancred hugs or anything. She knows she gets those for free.
It's nice to be back in Nocwich too. The tavern has become something of a usual haunt and even if it's only once a month, it feels homey. Her tail even curls around one of the legs as she settles. ]
We did, yes.
[ Himeka, instead, leans forward towards the table, resting her forearms on it. ]
The land seemed blighted and the gods were angry, so they thought it'd be best if we got out of their way. Which upset some of the animals that live underground, unfortunately...
[ She shakes her head, turning her attention to Thancred properly. ]
But that's nothing in comparison to your journey, I imagine.
do you know if there's something relatively easy i can make for thancred? she's not very good at cooking but he's letting us stay with him in nott, so i thought maybe i could try as a thank you gift
You're in Nott now too? You didn't get in trouble, did you?
[ River is formidable in her own right, but Himeka still can worry a bit! And, well, knowing Thancred had to flee makes the stakes a bit higher. ]
But a gift that isn't cooking? Hmmmm.
[ That's hard, given that's Himeka's default. But thinking on how hard it's been for Thancred to be apart from his surrogate daughter, Ryne, she thinks... ]
You know, I think he would like nothing more than something special that reminds him of you, River.
trouble is everywhere. it's troublesome. but the castle is a coffin and i don't want to lay down waiting for the end to come.
[ so thankfully, not the same dire situation that thancred and yennefer were in, but not a whole lot better either. they're trying to make the most of it. ]
we have to save our coin so we can give them their couch back soon, but food is a practical expenditure so maybe cheap and easy to make is the key. would you accept a new student in your kitchen?
[ her false memories of their time in azem's domain watching her cook with kassa are some of her favorites, which is why river thought to ask himeka for help with this. ]
I think we should try to reach out to the gods here. In my memory as a god I could go anywhere including the Feywilds so hopefully they can too? I think we might need their help with the Singularity. You in?
Yeah I think we should at least try. Let's make some shrines and see what happens. I assume they don't want this world to be eaten up by the Singularity either!
No, especially not ones who are so adamant on watching it grow and thrive! They might be some of our best bets, the more I think about it.
I don't think I'll try to reach out to Koth again. The last we spoke all those months ago, she was rather set on things going as they are. The "mission" is all that really matters in the end.
Endrborrin is the goddess of spring, and an old god at that, the worship of the people matters a great deal to her. She's not going to just stand back and let everyone die.
Let's make shrines and see if we can't get them to come out here.
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