The Road to Minoc (pt3)

It was not a difficult path to Minoc, and the weather was agreeable. Aulos traversed it in about eight hours, stopping here and there to rest and water Tethys. It was, in fact, such an uneventful trip that the awe of the city of Minoc could not have been more startling. This was the first time that Aulos had visited any large urban center in all of his sixty-odd years with the old carpenter.

It was also in Minoc where he soon learned the realities of commerce. Living in the woods, wherein he felt the most at home, one's self-sufficiency was merely a matter of appropriating resources directly. Wood was procured affectionately from trees. Ore was drawn studiously from the bedrock. Food was a matter of vegetable husbandry. Here, there was the medium of currency, and Aulos of the woods quickly grasped the lesson plan which stated that his survival within a society demanded that he speak the language of the gold coin.

It was then that he knew his trip to find the elven village would be delayed. For a non-elf, this might have been a moment of grave disappointment. But such emotion has its temporal facets. Being but a child by elven standards, he may have had the lesser patience of youth. But this could not overwhelm the strange appreciation an elf often has for long-range plans that include years or even decades worth of experiences along the way that humans would likely call 'significant distractions'. He would be in Minoc for a while, and his craftsman skills would be coming in very handy.

(OOC: It's actually going to be years that he's in Minoc, so that he's at least somewhat of an adult by the time he reaches Tel'Ruid. Obviously, I'm not going to write about the entire stay.)

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> It was not a difficult path to Minoc, and the weather was agreeable. Aulos traversed it in about eight hours, stopping here and there to rest and water Tethys. It was, in fact, such an uneventful trip that the awe of the city of Minoc could not have been more startling. This was the first time that Aulos had visited any large urban center in all of his sixty-odd years with the old carpenter. > It was also in Minoc where he soon learned the realities of commerce. Living in the woods, wherein he felt the most at home, one's self-sufficiency was merely a matter of appropriating resources directly. Wood was procured affectionately from trees. Ore was drawn studiously from the bedrock. Food was a matter of vegetable husbandry. Here, there was the medium of currency, and Aulos of the woods quickly grasped the lesson plan which stated that his survival within a society demanded that he speak the language of the gold coin. > It was then that he knew his trip to find the elven village would be delayed. For a non-elf, this might have been a moment of grave disappointment. But such emotion has its temporal facets. Being but a child by elven standards, he may have had the lesser patience of youth. But this could not overwhelm the strange appreciation an elf often has for long-range plans that include years or even decades worth of experiences along the way that humans would likely call 'significant distractions'. He would be in Minoc for a while, and his craftsman skills would be coming in very handy. > (OOC: It's actually going to be years that he's in Minoc, so that he's at least somewhat of an adult by the time he reaches Tel'Ruid. Obviously, I'm not going to write about the entire stay.)
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