#wren2

[fergusdraws]

A little wizard familiar critter concept. It's name is Walnut :]

[asher-jones]

"Honestly, I've never really been a gazing at the stars kind of guy," he said, hands tucked secure in his pockets as he sauntered over to the field the demigod of the stars had been laying in the middle of. He looked peaceful, quiet, which Asher was quick to notice. Hell, he had been half tempted to keep walking and leave him alone, but after the last quest they had been on, he wanted to touch base. It had been the first time he'd really been able to see what the cotton candy haired kid could do. "Mind if I join you, though?"

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[asher-jones]

Ever since they had gotten back from Costa Rica, Eurterpe and her daughter Noelani had been at the forefront of Asher’s mind. He didn’t like the fact that they were quite possibly held prisoner in the depths of the sea by a kingdom of sea monsters. The fact that someone with such a close connection to his father, a possible muse, could be in danger weighed heavy on his head. The first thing he knew he needed to to do was bring Wren and that mysterious conch shell somewhere quiet. When he had tried to listen to the music in the shell earlier, he could only barely hear a voice singing a distinct melody, but the area around him was too loud. He did know one thing, it was in Mousika, a language he understood, but assumed nobody else at camp would. 

“Thanks for coming doing this with me, Wren. I know It wasn’t given to me, but there’s something about what I heard before that I couldn’t get out of my head,” he held the conch shell in his hand as he lead Wren into the library, probably the quietest place he could find. It was just about sunrise, which meant the two of them were alone. He sat down at table with a pen in one hand, and he held the shell to his ear to listen to the words, hoping to translate what exactly they meant.

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