Chapter 2 [Commentlog]

[faun_tumnus]

[Tumnus has been quiet over the journals save for the occasional response to a handful of people. However, the faun has not been doing nothing during his time here. no, he's been getting to know the lay of the land, as it were, and has been spending a good portion of his day outside the Keep walls rather than inside

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Mua ha haaa

[ghostly_stutter]

[Hearing a rather sad tune that pulled at something deeply inside her heart, Chloe changes her direction to inspect wherever the sound was coming from. It was eerily beautiful, if nothing else, and surely if someone was playing such a tune it was someone Chloe wanted to meet.]

Hello?

[She calls out softly, not wanting to interrupt but also wishing to make her presence known. She would certainly be jumpy if someone happened upon her unawares. Then she sees the fellow who is playing on the reeds and a soft gasp escapes. She stops, watching quietly as his music fills and surrounds her.]

YOU'RE EVERYWHERE! XD I'll respond to all other posts when things have calmed down here It's nuts :(

[faun_tumnus]

[Tumnus never looks up from his playing, although he notes Chloe's call as she draws near. It's not until she gasps that he looks over at her and smiles, lips lifting from the reed pipes.]

Do not fear, child, for I mean the least amount of harm to you possible.

[He gestures toward the log nearest him.]

Sit and listen for a spell?

Hahaha! *Takes over the WORRRRRRLD*

[ghostly_stutter]

[Clearly interested, Chloe hesitates only a bit before she slowly approaches him, sitting where he indicated.]

You play often?

WOO!

[faun_tumnus]

[Tumnus' smile never slips, his expression softening as the girl moves to sit on the log near him. His ears flick forward at her question and he absently hooks one hoof over the other, sitting comfortably as he nods.]

A good porton of my life, really .. It's one thing common to all fauns, no matter the tale I'm told. I, myself, have been playing for nearly two hundred years .. I learned early in my childhood.

[For a creature that looks to be not even thirty years of age, he looks damn fine for his age, doesn't he? :D]

Hope all is well on the home front!

[ghostly_stutter]

[Chloe's brows lift at that. Fauns? Two-hundred years?]

Where do you come from?

A little less chaotic and now + power! :D

[faun_tumnus]

[The brow lift is hard to miss, but Tumnus' smile never slips. He seems rather pleased, actually that she has neither left him altogether alone and that she seems to have an interest in speaking to him further.

He runs his fingers absently over the aged reed pipes as she asks where he is from.]

Narnia, although I am of a relative certainty that you have never heard of it, Daughter of Eve.

Glad to hear it! <3

[ghostly_stutter]

She blinks at that, head tiilting to the side in question.

"Daughter of Eve? Do you mean human?"

That was a strange term if ever she heard one.

"You're right. I've never heard of Narnia."

<3

[faun_tumnus]

Tumnus smiled, inclining his head slightly to Chloe as she asked for clarification. "Female human, yes .. all females are Daughters of Eve .. men, Sons of Adam."

It was a strange term, but you'd understand it if you ever met Jesus Lesus Aslan; Christ figure, ahoy!

He deflates the slightest bit, but he's begun to realize that he will likely never see anyone from his world of Narnia again. It was one hell of a blow to accept, but one did what they must. "I was rather afraid of such .. Ah well, we shall just have to make the best of it, mm?"

[ghostly_stutter]

Daughters of Eve. Sons of Adam. An interesting word choice. Chloe wanted to know more about this world. She had every reason to believe it would be an interesting one.

"So... what's it like? Where you're from?"

Then she smiles and extends a hand.

"I'm Chloe, by the way. Chloe Saunders."