#because I can't decide if I want to keep my EUH sideblog or not

[bakuliwrites]

Chapter four of EUH: Reworked goes up this weekend :) For now, here's a little peek at Julian and Bakuli's late night conversations at the Raven

“You’re in luck! I love to write Prakran poetry,” Bakuli admits, fidgeting with a loose string on her shirt.

“You’ll have to share some with me,” Julian speaks, and they switch to chattering in Prakran for a while.

“You speak well,” the magician compliments after a while, and Julian can’t help but notice the soft blush dusting her cheeks. Maybe it’s the drinks or the late hour. Or maybe, just maybe-

Can’t go down that path, old boy, Julian scolds himself, taking a deep breath and another swig of his Bitters, That’ll lead to all sorts of trouble.

“What’s Nevivon like?” Bakuli eventually asks and settles in to listen to tales of Julian’s childhood. He finds himself baring it all: the shipwreck, the death of his parents, Lilinka and Mazelinka taking him and Pasha in. Bakuli listens intently, head resting on her hand as Julian weaves her the story of his upbringing; the joy he found in Nevivon; and the itch he had to travel the world. He says nothing about Lucio as he describes his time apprenticing for Nazali but doesn’t spare any detail when it comes to recounting all the other adventures he’s had.