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"You don't want to touch it? But it's soft....like a poffin."
He chuckled as she was afraid she would wake the beast with a bit of petting.
"No, No, he won't wake. I assure you. He sleeps too deep to notice. He only wakes when hes hungry or its nighttime."

He nodded to himself absently.

Cris kissed her hand and helped her reach forward and placed it on the soft squishy beast.

"See? Not so bad"

The worm kept sleeping.


((I should have a profile for him soon.))

"No need to thank me. I was hoping you would like this. You seem to need a good pick me up and this is one of the few things that also picks me up when I am down."

His ears pricked and twitched.

".....did you also have friends coming after you? I hear someone in the caverns just where we came from."

He looked down at her and for a moment, she could make out the redness in his eyes, as if they were glowing.

He lifted his head and looked up at the ceiling.
"Hmm....to be honest. I do not know. All I can tell is that the foot steps are heavy. Whomever they are, they are not hiding their presence and want to be known.

How strange....."

He looked back at her.

"Shall we make our way back to the small grassy area? I think at their rate of speed they are stumbling around, and our pace, we should meet up with the visitor there. Is that alright?"

The dwarf grumbled as he stumbled around in the darkness.
“Why did he forget him here of all places? He couldn't pick the mountains or forest?”
He harrumphed as he walked along the tunnel a hand on the wall to help him not fall into hysterics as the darkness felt as if it was closing in around him.
“No….I am a dwarf. We fear nothing….I fear nothing….”
He tripped and fell giving a grunt. He rubbed his knees and dusted himself off as he reached for the wall again. When he couldn't feel it, he felt his heart beat faster and he had to take a steadying breath.
“I’m not…not afraid. It’s there….I just have to move to the side a bit. Ah…yes, there it is.”
The calloused small hand touched cool stone and he felt a bit easier. It was then he sniffed and could smell….grass? He frowned and followed the smell and soon saw a bit of light. The rocks were actually giving off a bit of light and he looked at them in awe.
Soon enough he was in a dim lit area with a small pool of water and grass.
“I wonder how these were able to grow at all...”
He bent down and touched the grass.

“Oh look Yamille, our guest is a dwarf!”

The dwarf whipped around and looked to the voice and frowned.
“The dwarf has a name!”

Cris smiled.
“And your name is?”

The dwarf drew himself up and smoothed his wild looking beard.
“Baulken Stoneface.”
He looked at both of them.
“I am here to take you home Cris. I am sorry it has been so long, but the one who left you here passed and on his death bed, he told me he had forgotten you here.”

Baulken looked to Yamille. She seemed familiar....where did he meet her? Somewhere in town perhaps?

"Yes, his home is in the deep parts of the forest to the south near the only mountain range as far as the eye can see. He was a contact between those who lived in the forest and my people in the mountains."

Baulken wiped his hands on his trousers.
"well....i'm not sure his house is still there. I mean its been a long time and there was a fire a while back."

Cris tilted his head slightly.
"hmm...if its not there, where will I live?"

When Baulken got that look like he didn't think about it, Cris laughed.

"It's ok Baulken. I can stay here. It's nice, quiet, and I have come accustomed to the dimmer light here. Besides, I do not think I will make it in the general populace of the forest or near anywhere. I'm a bit more addled than I was before I came here."

Baulken puffed up again.
"Don't be irresponsible. You have a duty to live outside of here and uh....enjoy your life. I will help you rebuild your home if it isn't there."

Cris simply smiled.
"hmm. I will think on it. What do you think I should do Yamille?"
He looked at her then.

Cris seemed to mull things over.
"Do I have to give an answer now Baulken? I would really like to think on it."

Baulken could not believe the audacity of this elf. He felt that he should give an answer now, but the man was left here for god knows how long....
"Alright....take three days to think on it boy. No more than that."

Baulken looked to Yamille as Cris looked quite happy a smirk on his face as he dreamily looked off into the distance thinking on his options. No wonder he was left in the cave....weirdo.

Baulken gruffly nodded and gave a short bow.
"Pleased to meet you. You do not stay here with this weirdo do you?"

Baulken shrugged at such an answer. He probably would never understand why the air headed man would make any one smile. But he wasn't a chick so perhaps that was why.

"True. You could leave at any time."
He stroked his beard.
" Well I guess I should leave to let this blockhead think on his future. Care to come Miss Yamille? When I came in it was mid afternoon. I am sure by the time I leave, it will be dark. I can walk you back to town. I think the tavern as I need a few drinks."

Cris came out of his thoughts.
"Is it really so late?"

Baulken rolled his eyes.
"I'm surprised you even know of the time of day in his cave."

Cris simply smiled and it agitated the dwarf.

"Your smile...make me want to hit you."

Cris laughed as the dwarf got red in the cheeks.