Campaign entries - Caspian: Eventide Ring, ch3 - a dog from the shipyard - 784 words

#1 The Ship

Draw or write about your character investigating the ship. Your piece must include your character and the interior or exterior of the ship.

 

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Kyy ran his hand along a piece of wood. It was long and curved gently, going from one end of the dark space to the other. He didn't know what part of the ship it had been, but he presumed it had resided inside the hull as a support structure. It was a miracle in itself that it hadn't been completely rotten and eaten by the worn molars of time. Could've been magically enhanced - or something to do with magic to begin with, the wood itself and all.

 

The overly fancy plank was riddled with carvings. Images. Decorations. Curves and spirals, angles and shapes. Even people and places, and animals, if Kyy interpreted correctly whatever it was he saw. Some inscriptions looked like letters. Words strung together. However, they were written in a language he didn't understand. One of many, lost to time and death, he thought.

 

"KyYyYyYYyYy," an elongated whine traveled across the room, and got muffled in the moss and vegetation growing on the walls. Kyy turned to the voice.

 

"Get this thing off of me," Caspian complained - although, for once, for a reason. A robust canine with long, thick fur and a skull for its head jumped up and against the eternal like a badly trained puppy. It seemed to attempt to lick the shifter's face, even though it didn't have a tongue.

 

"Kajo," Kyy called the hound, accompanying the name with two claps of his hands. The black-and-white dog halted, and turned its nigh-empty gaze to its master. Something flickered in the sockets of its skull before it returned to all of its four paws, and trotted to Kyy. Caspian only dusted himself off without saying a word, and turned away.

 

The grey man walked over to another spot to continue his investigation. He only got halfway to his destination, before a growl from closer to the ground stopped him in his tracks.

 

"Kyy," Izre drew the man's attention with his name spoken through a forced smile, "please."

 

It took a moment or two for Kyy to realize what the demon was talking about. "Oh, sorry."

 

Kajo wasn't exactly small. None of his hounds were - but the bicolored one was the beefiest. Following its master around, it wasn't uncommon for it to cause some kind of disorder. Here, it was only trampling and bumping into everything both Izre and Qilen attempted to investigate. Caspian had been pulled off his doings by the red demon as well on the side - though he didn't mind. The hole-filled hull didn't have much that held his interest. It would be only a matter of time before he'd get bored out of his mind.

 

Kyy let his furry friend walk to him by itself. He grabbed Kajo's collar with one hand, and stroked the dog's forehead with the other. The animal whimpered faintly, but still obeyed, disappearing from sight in a flash, and dispersing particles of light. The carved scales on the copper collar shimmered unnaturally for a blink of an eye, until the magic had settled inside its metal-made vessel. Kyy quickly slipped the emptied neckband under the maroon fabric he wore, and continued his investigation. He crouched down to look at something closer. On the other side of the room, Caspian scoffed, and leaned his back against something, not caring about what it might've been. Held his weight was all that mattered. He crossed his arms. "Why do you have to keep those things around, anyway?"

 

Kyy didn't answer. The shifter narrowed his gaze. "Kyy."

"Is my name - don't wear it out."

 

Caspian had to stop himself for a moment. That didn't make much sense. On the other hand, he himself made very little sense, most of the time. Bad translations weren't exactly uncommon - if this even was one in the first place.

 

"They're just in the way, you know."

"And so are you," Kyy replied instantly, not bothering to look at Caspian when he insulted him. The shifter's eyes widened, and despite the darkness, his pupils shrunk. He sprung himself off the moss-covered object he had been leaning against, and walked to Kyy.

 

"Really?" Caspian hissed like a territorial tomcat. Kyy stood up, and faced him with an annoyed snarl across his face.

"Really."

 

"Both of you," a low voice boomed through the air like a bolt of lightning. Both of the roiling louts turned to Izre. The bubbling calmed down instantly. The demon let out a heavy sigh. "Don't make me drag your backsides out of here in chains." She then gestured after Qilen, who only traversed deeper into the ship's insides, "and keep an eye on that thing, would you?"

 

"I heard that," Qilen's disembodied voice yelled from the darkness.