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I'm breathing in the smoke of my mental illness's cigarette // Leilan/Arthas - Trekori - 04-19-2018 Trekori i'm freezing, it's not winter yet @[Leilan] RE: I'm breathing in the smoke of my mental illness's cigarette // Leilan/Arthas - Arthas - 04-20-2018 Arthas
Arthas was a busy man, he had his own diplomatic duties to take care of. On top of his duties to the kingdom he tried to be out and about to in the meadow or forest looking for a homeless equine, one who needed a home to call there own. Today he decided to do a border patrol, to ensure that he could not detect the scent of other kingdoms, to ensure no stragglers wandered into Loess. His attention was quickly caught by another when a whinny echos through his ears. He scans the area from which it came, but could not see anyone. He snorts and moves into a canter, as he grows nearer he can see two stallions awaiting him. A smirk grew on his maw, he knew other kingdoms would hear about him, the changes in Loess. He knew they would start coming, poking there nose into Loess business. Some would even try to secure an alliance with him. He slows to a halt a few paces away from the pair, one was winged gold paint and the other a bay roan. They smelled of sea salt and he could only imagine they were coming from Ischia, his eyes scan over them once more before he speaks. Good day, how many I help you two? He does not offer his name, they came here for him, they knew who he was. The gold one held himself smugly, were they here for an alliance or to snoop? A Product Of Your Despair @[Trekori]@[Leilan] RE: I'm breathing in the smoke of my mental illness's cigarette // Leilan/Arthas - Leilan - 04-21-2018
@[Trekori] RE: I'm breathing in the smoke of my mental illness's cigarette // Leilan/Arthas - Trekori - 04-21-2018 The time passed comfortably and quickly until a dappled stallion appeared working his way from the thickets of Loess. My shoulders twitch and I stand a little straighter upon seeing his height, though I don’t feel threatened by any means - the dappled man’s disposure is admittedly lax if he is who I think he is. We all stand at nearly exactly the same height in the end, but with my glowing horn swinging even further above, I can’t help but to feel like we have the upper hand here. The nameless Andalusian asks what we may need, and as the bond Leilan and I are slowly building tells me to, I stay quiet for my uncle to speak his part. My ears flick attentively to his low spoken words, impressed with how polite and diplomatic he can be when it’s demanded of him; a trick that Nihlus never seemed to have pinned down. Well, with that in mind, let’s knock that 3/4 down to 1/2; I rather like Leilan. But now isn’t the time to focus on our budding friendship. Shifting my amethyst eyes to the Loessian as silence comes over the group, I wait another second before speaking; exerting our dominance, I suppose, though such subtle nuances may be missed or scoffed at by those less perceptive. Let them scoff, I say. “My name is Trekori and this is Leilan. We hail from Ischia. Our diplomatically appointed king has sent us to inform Loess of this peaceful change in leadership. Brennen now leads the reformed Brotherhood of Old.” “Tell me, where can we find the regents of Loess - Heda or Castile? Queen Lepis may wish to know too, if you’d be so kind as to summon them for us, sir.” I eye the stallion curiously, settling into a hip and awaiting his call for the said representatives. Call it forcing his hand - err, hoof - but if he cannot call them, then he will have to explain some of how Loess has changed in the past weeks - information that we are absolutely interested in. @[Arthas] phone post RE: I'm breathing in the smoke of my mental illness's cigarette // Leilan/Arthas - Despayr - 04-21-2018 Despayr The only benefit of her shifting powers on land, was her sensitive sound receptors. The slightest of noises entered her sensory nods to give her a near perfect view of her surroundings. Very little happened without her knowing. Much of her days were spent meadering about the kingdom with her thoughts. The ruler had asked of her a simple task and yet she frets over it. What if the child does not satisfy him? Will she be banished or worse, killed for her failure? The uncertainty worried her but not complying may have a more concrete outcome... Her step is light and as she curls around a protuding stone formation, she can sense visitors. The immediate feeling is not one of a threat, so she does not quicken her stride. Blackish ears perk forwards at conversation being had between the young diplomats. It isn't long before a familiar presence comes forward to meet the duo. Questioning their intentions first and foremost. A grin finds her lips as soon they are within view... Quietly, she is coming up behind her king. Finding her place behind him and placing her muzzle at his hip. "Is everything alright My King?" her voice carries loud enough, that the pair would know the ones they request to see no longer rule here. Water and earth eyes look to only the dappled grey stallion... This Is What They Came For RE: I'm breathing in the smoke of my mental illness's cigarette // Leilan/Arthas - Arthas - 04-21-2018 Arthas
The roan is the first to talk, and he notifies Arthas that they are in fact her to inform him. He instantly cocks his head, he is truly intrigued now. What information does this pair have for Arthas? Although the roan does not further explain, he falls silent and allows the paint to finish the talking. The paint takes a few moments to speak, he stares as though he is royalty himself. Arthas is instantly turned off by the stallion and quickly growing annoyed with the pairs presence. He offers both there names and announces the two are in fact from Ischia. He notes that they came to to inform him there has been a shift in rulers in Ischia and an equine name Brennen is now in charge. But it is what they say next that draws his attention, a brotherhood? Was this Brennen from Arthas' time? The tundra had a brotherhood and he grows curious to the land of Ischia, was there a kingdom similar to the Amazons as well? Arthas remains silent, allowing the golden paint to continue on, He asks to speak to a list of equines, although little did Trekori know, they no longer reside here. Perfectly timed Despayr approaches, Is everything alright my king she announces finding herself a spot behind him. Her gentle touch on his hip, a smile grows on his maw as his gaze finds her and a small nod in response. He flicks back to the two stallions It is my pleasure to introduce myself, Arthas, King of Loess. It was also a peaceful shift in rulers here in Loess, the equines you listed no longer live here. Well Lepis technically did, but she was off in Sylva being a spy for Arthas. A secret he could not confide in these strangers. I have now gained the knowledge of Brennen, is there anything else you seek to discuss? If it was just notifying him of the change in rulers it appears that there meeting is now completed. If the two were looking for more information on Loess they would be deeply disappointed. A Product Of Your Despair @[Trekori]@[Leilan]@[Despayr] RE: I'm breathing in the smoke of my mental illness's cigarette // Leilan/Arthas - Leilan - 04-26-2018
@[Trekori] RE: I'm breathing in the smoke of my mental illness's cigarette // Leilan/Arthas - Trekori - 04-27-2018 Trekori i'm freezing, it's not winter yet RE: I'm breathing in the smoke of my mental illness's cigarette // Leilan/Arthas - Arthas - 04-27-2018 Arthas Arthas eyes shift to the winged tobiano, he quickly grows annoyed with the tone he carries when speaking. He questions Arthas, where the equines he asked about earlier lived now. And how he so easily took the thrown, although it was details they wanted he would not be so easy to give them up. It was none of there business and honestly at this point he was ready to chase them off. Coming into Loess demanding answers like they have any ties. Trekori was it? I have no idea where those equines ran off to. When was the last time you saw them? From all the time I was here I had never seen them. Cowards, remaining silent with the power of a kingdom. Arthas had the pleasure of meeting Castile, whom still lingers but it was none of there business. He was bewildered at the idea that Lepis was Queen but her mother truly ruled the kingdom. What was the point in giving her the title if only to dangle it and rule around her? He knew exactly where Lepis was, although that was his little secret. He had full intentions on bringing her back to Loess and of course he had other intentions for her. A beautiful young filly, one with great diplomatic skills even for her short time in the Queen position. If you wish to know any further information of my position you can send your King, I do not feel the need further entertain his minions. He snorts, his annoyance with the pair was apparent. His eyes flick to the roan who goes rampant, spewing on how Arthas should leave Loess. How he should join there 'brotherhood' and going as far as to extend an offer to Despayr. He could not help but burst out laughing, what a silly stallion. The position of king was not for everyone, some preferred to be followers, but that was not Arthas. He was not one to remain quiet, he never did well without the position of power. He wanted to be able to call the shots. Before he could speak the winged stallion pipes in, though his words change the tone of the conversation. your kingdom hasn't much of a backbone the words pass his lips and a grin grows on Arthas mouth. Was it an enemy they were seeking to create with Loess? Interesting pair the king chose to send, his ears lower slightly and he patiently awaits the stag to quiet blabbering. If you ever wanted to find out the truth of my kingdoms strength, come back with a true threat. Perhaps than I will show you the power that we hold. He snorts, he would not entertain this stallions low blows, his eager attempts to gain a reaction from Arthas. The stallion gives departing words and Arthas' head remains high, he offers no further words to the pair. The roan was alright, perhaps a novice to this type of meeting, although the palomino ensured that there kingdom was an enemy of Loess. Any smart king would not send disrespectful subjects to speak to another kingdoms ruler. If he wanted to find out information of the kingdom he should have sought it out from those who ran, or perhaps looked for chatter in the common lands. A Product Of Your Despair @[Leilan] @[Trekori] |