I am the Hunter IP: 64.20.141.124 Posted on March 18, 2018 at 01:17:13 AM by Osiris
Today should have been another routine day. No surprises, nothing out of the ordinary, nothing new to process. Just a simple plain old Jane day spent in his gardens as Neith pranced around for a few minutes until something spooked her and sent her screaming towards him. Today had started out so very normal that he wasn't even sure how to react or respond to the sight that was before him.
When Neith had come running in his direction, jumping straight at his chest and knocking him back into the bushes, he figured it was no more than a bug or a plant that had spooked her. He found that to be quite incorrect though.
"OSIIIIII. SOMEONE BROKE IN AND IS PADDING AROUND THE SHOP! THEY ARE GOING TO KILL US."
"Neith what in this green earth are you talking about? No one broke into the shop. We would have seen or heard something. Osiris can't help but sigh as he cradles the little fennec fox in his arms.
Neith responds with a small bite on his arm. OSIRIS WILL YOU LISTEN TO ME FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE? Her words are harsher than usual, the slight anger overtaking the terror that usually fills her voice. This has him listening. He simply nods down at her, biting his tongue to keep the heavy sigh from escaping. He would get up and go check, just for his little terrified Neith.
Now, here he was, standing in the entrance of his shop, his eyes watching as a large cat padded around, inspecting his medicines and herbs. Neith let out a small shriek and went running through the little pet door into his room, leaving him alone. Knew I could count on you He mutters under his breath in her direction.
He turns his attention back towards the cat and clears his throat to gain her attention. He is about to speak when something else catches his eye. There, just beyond the payment counter is a man propped against the wall. A man who looks like he has been through hell and barely escaped. Forgetting everything else, Osiris puts the pieces together, determining that the cat must be the man's familiar. He moves quickly then, grabbing a few different herbs known to help the wounds that he can see, and a few that may help ones he can't see yet. Taking his vials he moves to the man's side, kneeling beside him.
"Sir? I'm here to help. My name is Osiris. His eyes take in the damage that the man has sustained and he tries to think things through, wondering just where to start. Replies: