Enigma's House

It was a couple of hours past mid-day at this point, the sun now well on its way towards the horizon. Thus, Enigma was not home at the moment, but on his way home after having done some work in the gardens surrounding his house. He was not very good at it so he didn't do much though. This didn't matter to him, though, as it was just something to do to pass the time every day.

The last part of this routine before he headed back home was to take a swim in the small river that ran by his home, which was quite refreshing after working in the sun.

Enigma would approach from behind Feru on a stepping stone path that led to his home from the nearby river, still glistening from the swim he took. He had a pair of pants on and some sandals, both light in color, but had not bothered to put a shirt back on yet. He seemed somewhat confused to see Feru there knocking on his window when he returned, and he would walk close enough for her to hear him in a normal tone of voice before making his presence known,

"Hey... How did you get here?"

This was the main source of his confusion, as he had been told there was patrols surrounding his little plot of land, but perhaps Feru had slipped by on accident. Enigma's multi-colored eyes would watch and wait for her answer.

Enigma would smile lightly at Feru's reaction, which was sort of funny to him at least. He would pull on his shirt now, a light article of clothing with a low cut collar to fend off the heat. He would Feru's feline features now, which definitely interested him at the moment. He had never seen anyone with cat ears and a tail...

"You can stay here if you want... It will be dark soon," he said, before walking towards the door and opening it. "No need to pay, though," he added. Inside, Feru would find a quaint little home that was quite cozy with nice and open windows. There would be a small kitchen where she would find some fresh fruits in a basket on the table.

Enigma would walk into the house, taking off his sandals at the door and turning to wait for Feru Din Narth to follow him in. He really didn't know what to do once she entered, but he figured she would want to eat... but first it seemed like she wanted his name after introducing herself. 

"Oh... my name is Enigma," he said, somewhat uncertainly. At this point he knew his name was somewhat unusual compared to all the other names people in the Land Tillers State had. Most of them even had more than one name. He would always get weird looks from people when he told them his name. Then again, he was not completely rational when he came up with it, and it stuck with him. He did not know where the idea came from, perhaps he had overheard one of the Draconic Circle cultists say it around the time he was created.

After a couple of seconds of pause, Enigma would speak again, before he began to think too much about his origins, "There is food in the kitchen... I didn't really make anything, but there's fruits."

Enigma wasn't too sure that cats liked fruits, but he really didn't have anything else at the moment. 

Enigma would glance at the tail as it brushed against him but otherwise wouldn't pay any mind, it was just an accident after all. Though he wasn't sure why she was so quick to apologize, it didn't seem to be that bad. After all, her tail was quite soft. 

Following the Feru into the kitchen Enigma would pick out his own fruit to eat for now, an orange. He would sit at the table, peeling the skin off of the orange before beginning to eat it. 

"Ya from around here?"

Enigma would shake his head, "No, I'm from..." he paused to think. He didn't know where he was from originally before he had become Enigma, and he didn't want to say he was from some dark abandoned dwarven ruin where a bunch of cultists operated out of, so he would go with a more recent place of living he had been at.

"I'm from Medan," he finally said.

Enigma would finish his orange then, tossing the peelings into a nearby bucket that seemed to serve as a trash can. He would now move on to a cluster of grapes, eating each little berry one at a time. 

"I walked here from Gauldin. Gauldin is where I went after Medan, I spent some time there before leaving and coming here."

It was true, Enigma had gone to Gauldin after he left Medan, and had spent several months detained in Gauldin as well before finally being released. He had not known where to turn at that point, so he settled in the streets of Bayonne, and quickly became hooked on fairy dust. That drug had him in quite a vicious cycle for many months, but he had made it out and was now clean thanks to Rafaela Fletcher. He had liked her, but in the end that didn't seem to be enough. Enigma was almost sure he had killed her, or at least his other side had, just to spite him, to deny any hope of happiness in his life. All it took was one slip up and he no longer had control of his own body, one distracted moment. He had woken up one day covered in blood and she was gone, the blood had to be her's, he thought, and it still haunted him to this day. One of many things in his past that cast a shadow over him, another line in a long list. 

Enigma would nod in reply, his voice decidedly more solemn at the moment, "Don't worry, you're not bothering me."

Enigma would throw away the stalk left over from the grapes, now having finished eating, he would sit back in the wooden chair. It was then that he noticed, Feru seemed to have a lot of questions. Usually questions unnerved him, but here in his own home, he seemed to be a bit more relaxed.

"Nobody else lives here, just me," he said.

For the first time Enigma's eyes would wander over her form, following that hand as it drew his eye across her body. His eyes would quickly flicker away once the motion was complete, returning to her jade eyes, but it was there nonetheless, as a subtle indication that her ploy had worked if she had watched where his gaze had wandered. His mind was now distracted by what he saw, and he liked what he saw. 

"Poor Enigma. Ya must get so lonely, out here all by your lonesome. Makes me wonder if maybe somethin' wasn't guidin' me this way.. I haveta say, I've been pretty lonely myself, the past few months. Maybe we can.. keep each other company for a while."

Enigma would shift slightly in his seat, now apparently slightly more uncomfortable than he had been a few seconds prior. Still, he would maintain his air of politeness that he had so far, because he really didn't know what to think of these signals he was being sent.

"Company would be nice," he said, pausing for a moment to frown slightly before adding, "I don't have any guest rooms though..." 

Not wanting to interfere with the obviously titillating scene taking place inside the new building, Intaja, with startling speed for a human, darted passed the local guards and prepared to deposit her welcome basket to Enigma. She practically flies over the bridge and zooms towards the door.

3, 2, 1... *plop*

Because of the unique house design, Intaja is able to actually continue running over the hill that is Enigma's roof.

Then she tripped.

Feru and Enigma would probably never sense the peculiar little humanoid rolling down the other side of Engima's home at high speed, or ever be aware that they had been visited by the reclusive Sodalite clan.

When they were done doing their thing, the next time they opened up their doorstep they'd find a basket containing a jar of preserved fish (they would taste something like spicy, tomato flavored sardines), some spices, some baked bread, some eggs, and some medicinal herbs. There were also be a note saying "Welcome" in Common, Elven, and a peculiar runic script.

Enigma seemed to be slightly nervous when she leaned closer a bit, her tail brushing against his cheek. However, she seemed friendly enough.

"Uhm... I guess that could work, the bed could fit two people."

Enigma would stand up again, returning a small smile of his own, "Here, I could show you the room," Enigma would walk out of the kitchen then leading Feru to a small bedroom with a simple yet comfortable looking bed. The sheets were nice and tidy, as he had made his bed when he got up. 

Even so, he didn't end up sleeping most nights very much. He often had nightmares that would wake him up.