Rookh

《 half-orc 》《 lotr and fantasy verses 》

[Rookh @oforcblood]

"But these creatures..., these half-orcs and goblin-men... they will not quail at the sun."

》nomadic half orc
》loyalties unknown

mdni, 21+

[Rookh @oforcblood]

Rookh stared at the other. Almost felt bad for him. Maybe he did have a bit of empathy. He had been in similar situations before...

"Mhm. Nothing. You are salty and wet," he stated, moving closer again, picking a strand of seaweed from the man's hair.

[Bastian @MerchcntSailor]

"No decent ... " a few coughs " man would take such advantage of a wounded fellow."

Pushing to get up on his side, coughing up some water.

No real sight has come to him to see just who he speaks to.

"Can ..." coughs. "... you not see ... I have nothing."

[Rookh @oforcblood]

-- He seemed to be weak and wounded.

"I am no beast," he growled.

[Rookh @oforcblood]

When he was pushed away, Rookh only searched further before falling back on the sand.

Beast. A familiar word. He was neither accepted by humans or orcs. A runt of sorts being a half breed.

"You," he hissed, now on his hands and knees.

He was not afraid of the man. --

[Bastian @MerchcntSailor]

Something sharp ( the finger nail ) scratches across his face so he forces his eyes to open...

And the smell...

Only a few creatures smell such a way...

Blindly, since his eyes are still fighting to adjust, Bastian's arms push against the hands pawing all through his 》

[Rookh @oforcblood]

@notyetagod // GOOOD HE NEEDS IT 🥹

[Rookh @oforcblood]

@RoseLaPlusNoire "Does it not?" He asked incredulously. Usually such a thing would warrant a bad reaction, but she was different.

Maybe it was because she had so much wealth...

Rookh leaned toward her, nose touching hers as he tilted his head in curiosity. "Hm-"

[Rookh @oforcblood]

So... @RoseLaPlusNoire lives in a palace?

He never thought he would follow her all the way to such a place.

[Rookh @oforcblood]

@RoseLaPlusNoire He smiled and spun around once before throwing himself into her.

"I stole from you," he whispered in her ear.

[Rookh @oforcblood]

@notyetagod -- finally spoke, staying at his place on the floor, still exhausted from such a long journey.

His legs were weak, his face gaunt from lack of nutrition.

"T-thank you," he managed to get out.

[Rookh @oforcblood]

@notyetagod Rookh's eyes widened as he stared up at the other who had been so generous. No one was ever so kind... Part of him thought it was suspicious, but the other part of him just wanted to believe that the other wanted to take care of him.

"What...are you called?" Rookh --

[Rookh @oforcblood]

Humming to himself and spinning about.

What a day-

[Rookh @oforcblood]

-- might provide him with enough coin to do so.

[Rookh @oforcblood]

Rookh watched in curiosity, tilting his head. The other was in pretty bad shape...

With a Lithe finger and sharp nails, he poked the man on his cheek.

"It is alive," he laughed and immediately began searching the others pockets for anything he could eat or anything that --

[Bastian @MerchcntSailor]

His skull feels as if it lay in busted up pieces within his skin.

The sunlight blinds him.

The saltwater in his stomach makes him feels like wretching.

And the presence over him doesn't make him feel safe...

Cue a groan erupting as he tries to move his limbs.

[Rookh @oforcblood]

Debating on clawing at the other. He isn't dead? He was thinking about using him as food...

[Bastian @MerchcntSailor]

He's coming to after washing ashore...

[Rookh @oforcblood]

@notyetagod --

"I am hungry," he whispered. "Food. Head hurts," he squeezed, sharp nails digging into the being in front of him.

True, being a half breed, he was a runt, neither accepted here or there. Always an outcast. Still...maybe he would be accepted here.

[Rookh @oforcblood]

@notyetagod He hissed at the other when he smiled in such a way. Rookh was exhausted, near delirious from lack of food and water, sustenance.

Despite being unsure of whether to trust the other or not, he crawled closer on his knees to Adar's feet, shaking hands grabbing his legs. --

[Rookh @oforcblood]

Food. Food. He is looking for food. Digging in the dirt. Anything. Worms. Bugs. Anything.

He is starving.

[Rookh @oforcblood]

His head hurts...

[Rookh @oforcblood]

@notyetagod -- at his captor.

"Rookh," he hissed out his name.

[Rookh @oforcblood]

@notyetagod He struggled against the two Uruk, kicking, even trying to bite despite the blade pressed to his neck.

When he was released, the half orc fell to his knees, chest heaving with anger, possibly fear.

It took a moment for the other's question to sink in as he stared up --