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as the world falls down { any } - Fascade - 12-04-2016 through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered f a s c a d e RE: as the world falls down { any } - Tiphon - 12-05-2016 BUT HOW COULD YOU KNOW THE SWEETEST SUFFERING OF MOVING ON It has become increasingly quiet throughout the island. Their numbers are seemingly dwindling as they fall stagnant and purposeless. Often Tiphon has wandered aimlessly as a means to occupy his time as well as acclimate himself to this new world. One reason would be the mistrust he has in the wings perched at his sides. Although they’ve proven themselves strong enough for ventures to the mainland he still doesn’t push himself. They are small in comparison to what he once had, but that time has long since ended. Has it already been over a year since Beqanna regurgitated itself? Have they been nestled comfortably on this island for so long? Isolated from the rest of the world? The solitary confinement is both a blessing and a curse, but he finds their home in the same predicament as the Dale: low numbers and silence. It’s this reason that he almost doubts his tracking ability and shrugs away the prospect that someone new has reached their shores. So few bother with the long trip through the ocean’s tide and across fickle sandbars. When he breathes, however, there is no dismissing the scent of unfamiliarity and curiosity. It lures him from his seclusion deep in the island’s embrace into the bright sunlight. The palm trees thin until it’s open beach with the rolling waves. A sigh slips from his lips as he musters the strength to travel the last few yards until he is in front of the graying male. ”Hello there,” his voice is deep but not quite as booming as it used to be; he is a shadow of his former self. ”The name is Tiphon. Is there anything I can help you with?” A home, political conversation, company. TIPHON STARLACE AND INFECTION this is awful. I'm so sorry lol RE: as the world falls down { any } - Fascade - 12-06-2016 through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered f a s c a d e RE: as the world falls down { any } - Ashley - 12-07-2016 The kelpie makes land.
He is a fearsome red thing with gills and a crimson tail, flopping onto the beach with a thud before a flailing motion turns fin to hoof and Ashley makes the bank once more. His body is riddled with barnacles and age—but he is happy. He has been to this place and found quiet solace among the vegetation and looks to make a home here. Ea has gone silent—there is nowhere for her to be seen, and still the amber colored man defends it. Tiphon has seemed to go the other way as well; and yet, as Ashley makes himself known, shaking the excess water from his pelt, and scratching off the sea-life with little effort—magician—he smiles an easy smile when he sees his friend. “Hello Tiphon. Been a long time.” Ashley’s normal gruffness is forgotten for the time being. Having just come from the sea—his only happiness and source of peace—he is not in a place to remember his anger at the world around him. The former King shakes his hair and watches the beads of saltwater go flying from his mane and tail. Having put his appearance to rights, Ashley flicks his ears to join the conversation, having just caught onto Fascade’s wish to know more about the island. In this moment, the Irishman becomes suspicious, his eyes embers from a long burning fire. “This is Ischia, and I am its Guardian. Home to the former residents of the Forbidden Dale and all those Loyal to Ea. Tiphon you have already met. I am Ashley.” He nods, but sees inside the male something that is not all that it appears to be. “What is your purpose for coming to these shores?” ashley I walked the path, it led me to the end. RE: as the world falls down { any } - Wallace - 12-07-2016 Oh look! Her two favorite men in the same place at the same time again. But of course she would show where there might be interesting things happening. So it was with a wicked little dance in her boring brown eyes, and a swaying saunter in her gait that she arrived just in time to see Ashley shake his glorious self free of grimy little sea things. And there not far away was the perfect angel with porcelain skin. Damn, why did she have to be born so plain and dull. Even the stranger was rather fetching. Marvelous wings for everyone but her, it seemed. She gazed over each of them for a moment, lingering a little extra on Tiphon -Gods, men should not be so goddamn attractive-, then locked on the new man like a huntress to her prey. Well hello there. I'm Wallace. Are we all playing nice today? Lets not play so nice. It is so very drab. Her eyes laughed, trained on this new beastie as she edged in at Ashley's side. Mmm, she could smell him. While sand and debris tangled her messy brown mane, his tickled her nose with the tang of salt and mysteries below the sea. Oh, these men. She had to battle a pout though. This stranger stallion did not look fun at all, only so very pretty. She was bored, always so bored. Can't they ever be any fun? Where was the handsome Sabrael? He knew how to have fun, he was only so secretive about it. She'd break through to that one too one day. One step at a time, lovelies. Wallace goddamn wallace :| |