as arnon fully took in the sight of the stranger encroaching upon his private time, a bright grin blossomed instantly as he recognised the faerie aura radiating from the other’s form, his eyes widening in instant glee at fate’s kindness. the collar around his neck quickly informed arnon that the poor bastard was indebted to the castle in one way or another. it was undoubtedly a likely point of contention – he made a mental note to inquire about that later on. “seems like a map of the place might be what you’re most in need of, pal.” stabbing the blade into the treetrunk nearest to him, arnon wasted no time in making his way closer to the other, shoving his hands in his pockets and scanning his gaze over the intruder meticulously. “wait, wait, wait– forget the blade for a moment, how’d a faerie such as yourself get chained up in that shithole?” nodding in the general direction of the castle as the emphasis left him, arnon soon met his gaze again with a curious stare, his brow raised expectantly. interacting with his own kind had been a rarity for arnon throughout his time spent within the village. it was the only downside of not directly interacting with the castle if he could help it. “you’re kinda letting the team down.”
Eilon smirked at the mention of needing a map. If he had one he wouldn't be using it to stay within the castle, rather to find the quickest route past the walls and to his freedom. That was once he found a way to rid himself of this pesky collar. He was surprised to see someone that was at least in part fae roaming freely. He was sure they would have snatched up anyone remotely resembling their enemies here, yet here this stranger was, completely collar free. There was a bit of jealousy at that knowledge, but the seelie did his best to tamper it down for the time being.
He wasn’t surprised in the direction the conversation had turn. It wasn’t as if he’d gone to the gates, knocked and begged to be a slave. “I’m more curious of how you’re living so close to the wretched place and yet without a collar around your pretty throat” he replied as he eyed him curiously. “They found me near my home. Im assuming they’d known I was there because they came prepared and when I woke up I had this frustrating thing around my neck” he spoke flicking the collar, “so how is it you are so close yet have freedom? I’m aware you’re not full blooded does that play a role in how these monsters choose?”
















