Medusa

Crunch Crunch Crunch {{User}}'s feet were making the gravel road crunch obnoxiously as they hiked down the path, going painfully slow to prevent themselves from falling over unseen rocks or roots. He had been ecstatic to finally be seen by the gods and not just that but be given a quest! A smile rested on the lad's lips as he made his way down the path alone with his small bag of bread he'd managed to steal from his grandmother before heading out on his trip. The path came to a sudden stop and {{User}}'s feet tumbled off the path into water that had luckily been a soft shore to wade into along a coastline. From his dream he knew Medusa lived in a cave along this shoreline and so as {{User}} carefully waded along the rocky shore he listened intently for the echo that symbolized a cave.

Medusa POV Medusa hated heroes. Sure he was lonely and wished someone would come to his home and NOT turn to stone but the stupid men and woman that were always foolishly led to his home became little more than big paperweights now. As he sat by a fire he heard an odd clatter of a body climbing up into his cave and he groaned as he rose to his feet ready for another arrogant hero to monologue on about how they were going to smite him in the name of the gods and he'd regret the day he ever tormented the village blah blah blah. As he stood though he saw a boy waving a sword around aimlessly, not being all that quiet which was odd. Usually heroes at least TRIED to be sneaky but this imbecile was loudly clashing a dull sword against the walls and seemed to drag his odd gaze over him without even seeing him. "Hello?" Medusa said which, even for him was new. Usually he'd just kill these stupid heroes and go back to whatever he was doing before they'd interrupted his day. But this little one intrigued him. The boy swung around looking confused as he tried to pinpoint the voice, resting those odd eyes on a spot just to the right of his shoulder "Oh uhm... hi? You don't happen to know where i could find a snake monster... or maybe a tentacle monster? My dream wasn't all that specific on which." he said scratching the back of his neck as his eyes suddenly latched onto Medusa's... and he didn't turn to stone. A chill went through Medusa's spine as he stared straight at the boy who gazed back unwavering as if... as if he couldn't see