Shadows and Archery

Vos had been checking the snares, gathering anything he'd caught rabbits proved to be a fine source of food. It was then he caught a scent, one that was unfamiliar, he couldn't identify the species. He'd found out people lived on the island but had yet tried to truly make contact.

Adjusting his bag and his cloak he'd start to cautiously move towards the scent. From shadow to shadow he'd quickly and silently travel, until he found himself perched on a branch, hidden in the darkness of the tree. Below was a girl, firing arrows, practicing archery.

For a time he'd watch her quietly, interested in how skilled she was. Eventually he'd speak, "huh....you're not bad girl," he'd step out of the shadows to where she could see him, but remained perched on the branch, "for combat or hunting?" he expected it was for neither.

He'd raise an eyebrow and chuckle, "fast are we?" he'd say, the lower half of his face hidden by a cloth like always. "you're hardly the first person to aim an arrow at me, won't be the last," he wasn't afraid, in fact he came off as very calm, he was confident he could defend himself if it came to that.

Vos would quickly look her over, "you seem skilled enough," he was positive he was better, having grown up with nothing but combat as his life. "What's your name?" he'd ask, removing his bag and hanging it on a branch, having never really given the arrow much mind.

Between his training and reflexes he could catch an arrow easily enough, and taking her down would be easily enough. But he wasn't hostile, he lived here now, and this was one of his first time contacting the locals.

"Liliana," he'd repeat the name with a thoughtful hum, the name sounded exotic to him. "Liliana the archer then," he'd tilt his head, still giving no mind to the bow, it was no threat.

"I was hunting, rabbits to be exact," he'd motion to his bag, which held his two rabbits. "And I was hardly following you, if I was you wouldn't know I was here," he'd say with smoothly without any hint of being cocky or bragging, he was speaking the truth. "I caught your scent, didn't recognize it, came to sate my curiosity and see the source," he'd motion to her, "there you are, my curiosity sated," he'd say with a small chuckle.

"You are from the city?" he'd ask curiously, he'd seen said city from a distance, had yet to try and venture to it.

He'd flip open the bag, revealing that it indeed held two rabbits. "They'll make a fine meal this evening," the woods was filled with food, even as it got colder, and he didn't have to earn the food through combat like he did in his home hell.

"Boyfriend?" he'd ask, unsure for a moment what the term meant, tilting his head as he thought, "ah yes, that's one of the terms people use to refer to their mates?" He had never been in a real relationship, such things were handled differently in his old home.

Vos would hum in thought, "the city is strange, people walking about among each other so freely." He'd scratch at his cheek, "I'd never seen anything like it before," he'd snuck to the edges and watch from there, he saw everything from demons to minotaurs, "is it pleasant?"

He'd hum in thought, "they all walk so freely," it was certainly different from the slums he'd been forced to live in, "I see no set positions, no caste system, it is so different." Vos had been considering finally entering the city, talking to officials.

Another hum and he'd turn back to her, "what if you?" he'd ask, tilting his head, "are you considered high rank among the people of this island?" He'd kept his distance for some time, now he hoped to learn a bit more about his new home.

"And the demons that love here....what are they like?" he'd seen a good variety of them while watching from a distance, though he saw no shadow demons, which was a relief to him.