Post by Verfallene Hund on May 10, 2016 16:22:45 GMT -5
The shirtless Anubis was, as imagined, doing his best flexing poses to attract those hundreds – thousands! – of people that wanted to work for him. Everyone wanted a piece of his mind, a place by his side on the anvil, a glimpse of his smile to warm their hearts. At least, that was the objective. Having been waiting for quite a while now, his muscles were already getting sore from the sole intensity of the flexing itself and yet nobody came to listen to his words. In fact, most of the citizens ignored him despite being shirtless, which was quite impossible to bear for someone of his ego. His objective were the young ones, the children that didn’t know what they were doing, their minds being unprepared for the world and him being the beast that hid in the bushes. It was them his black pupils looked for, the square being full of kids who held their parent or parents’ hands as they went from stand to stand. Very few times he spotted a lonesome kid whose parents had either stopped to watch some merchandise and left him alone, or whom had simply lost track of them and dwelled lost in the wilderness that were the crowds. Those were Verfallene’s favorite ones.
He had been tracking one of them for quite a while, the boy eating a small loaf of bread as he stared somewhere into the sky. The Anubis made sure he was alone, as many chimes had passed since the boy stood absentmindedly in the same position. At last, the dark-skinned giant approached the child with the worst of intentions. He was going to snatch that kid with such a grace that bards would craft a hundred rhymes. “Kid! Do you want to grow big and strong like me!? Come to be my apprentice at the Talon’s Forge and I will turn you into a man! Hammers, steels, power, glory...” His words came out so loudly that the kid was far more than startled, his small pants wetting themselves as he stared up at the overgrown male and the whiskey pupils that were watching him. Dropping his loaf of bread, the youth would turn around and quickly run away as a wail joined in the already loud square. “Mom! Mom! The monsters took that man’s arm…!” Such was the message the Anubis managed to hear before the child’s wail lost itself in the crowd, sighing and gazing down at the ruined loaf of bread. It had fallen directly into the small pond of pee.
Rubbing his head, the recruitment didn’t go as well as he wanted. His lacking limb was a big problem whenever he had to perform his profession, and despite being able to work without it, it was way better to teach his trade to someone else. Kids were perfect for that, not only because they leaned fast, but because they didn’t demand payment. Perhaps next time.
