Collection of Shorts (Ius)

A5: What's an average day for your character? What do they do for fun? What places do they go? → Reward: +10 gold. Minimum: Colored full body or 400 words.

Every morning, Ius wakes up to the cold damp morning. Even in the driest weather it always seems to be a bit damp in his home. Ius always stitches out starting with his head and finally stretching out his hind legs. He is typically a bit stiff in the morning. After stretching he shoves his pile of blankets that he uses for a bed a bit farther into the corner so that he has some extra space. As the sun begins to rise he takes his mothers herbology book outside to lay on the softest patch of moss. He will spend hours reading and annotating her book in an attempt to improve his magic and understanding of his abilities. The sun always hits the little patch of moss first so the morning sun typically is enough to warm his cold bones. Eventually he will tire of his reading and he will start his dinner. His stew cooks for hours so getting the soup ready is a morning activity. Once that is complete he will go off and typically go for a walk in the woods to find new plants/seeds to learn about. His entire day is so focused on developing his powers and abilities that he really does very little overall. Rarer plants that he searches for occasionally lead him off on long treks through the woods which leave him feeling rather exhausted. As of late, Ius has been debating leaving his hermit lifestyle. He really has lost a lot of social skills and he is wondering if finding others with powers like his could help him on his quest for power. Ultimately though, it would likely take something groundbreaking or earth shattering to convince him to leave his little hovel in the woods. Even though it is in complete shambles, that shack is his home. As for fun, Ius loves to cook and experiment with his recipes for his soup. He also enjoys his gardening. His garden is both a hobby and his job in a sense. There are a variety of plants that Ius grows in his garden and they all are extremely varied. Sometimes on the quiet days you might find Ius singing (rather poorly I might add) to his plants. He got the idea to sing to them from his mother and the cards are out on whether or not it truly does help them to grow or not. Either way, it is a good way to keep his vocal cords going at least. Living such an isolated life does not lend itself very well to speaking that often. When Ius returns home from his daily adventures he typically grabs his soup and heads off to bed. He prefers to rest when the sun begins to go down and rise when the sun goes up. He believes that there is something magical about the morning sun and what it does for the body and the soul. It is a simple life that he is living at the moment.

WC 502