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After Us Comes The Flood; Envoys from The East - Warlight - 12-15-2018 Warlight — soul as sweet as blood red jam — RE: After Us Comes The Flood; Envoys from The East - Clayton - 12-15-2018 When he initially agreed to visit Taiga with Warlight it was for the opportunity to further discuss and smooth over there last conversation. Although that would not be happening, Raul was accompanying them and he could not be more annoyed. The bay and green stallion's jaw was clenched as anything to be said to Raul would not be kind. It was a silent and awkward trip as the trio casually moved towards Taiga, though they did not all have similar motives, they all had the same outcome in mind for the visit to Taiga. Regardless of the current state of his relationship with Warlight, he was and will always remain loyal to the Cove. He admired his queens, and the kingdom was always there for him, when he needed it. No bullshit Warlight says breaking the silence, a warning to him and Raul. No problem, when your smug friend leaves he thinks to himself, though he responds with a snort, he had nothing to say to the pale stallion. The anterlered mare reminds them that they are here to secure information and peace, surely it was for Raul seeing as he wasn't truly a member of the Cove, just a follower. They finally come to the border of Taiga, and as Warlight comes to a halt he finds himself beside her as he always has. He glances at her, his eyes flickered with regret, he could only hope for another chance to talk to her, alone. But that chance wont be today, she calls out a greeting, hoping anyone would come and his gaze scans the horizon. Historically Taiga was not a pleasent kingdom, he could only wonder who has inhabited it this time. For the sake of the Cove and Hyaline he hopes they are decent equines. RE: After Us Comes The Flood; Envoys from The East - Raul - 12-22-2018 No bullshit The fire born stallion felt the corners of his mouth tilt upward in a semi sarcastic grin at her words. Brushing his shoulder against hers reassuringly, Raul adopted an expression he had damn near perfected on the journey here: one of exquisite nonchalance. He did not miss the brash snort his verdant counterpart exhaled, merely whisked his tail contentedly. To look at him an observer might think he hardly noticed that there was another horse beside himself and the blood and milk girl beside him. Without a voice, he'd come to appreciate her in a way that he might not have otherwise. Even now he found himself more often choosing to hold speech in reserve, not only because the sensation of it still dragged painfully at his throat. Forced into silence, he had instead learned to listen. In this mission he did not intend to stand out. He was not of Hyaline, nor any of their territories and so he felt no compunction to act the ambassador. Keeping an eye on Warlight, keeping her as healthy as he could and supporting her mission as well as he could. She could take care of herself, no doubt. Still, he felt a compulsion to ease her way. Life had a way of being hard, tearing them from their identities and making them question everything. The fiery adolescent knew this first hand, and had decided early on that he would not be a one who made life difficult for others. Well. Most others. He was finding himself entertained by Clayton's silent irritation. Standing together in the shadow of the towering trees, he felt anticipation eating at his chest. The largest of the company, he knew would hold his own if their presence were found unwelcome. You're a peace keeper, he kept telling himself. Why did he feel like a fight might be deeply satisfying right now? A conflict that didn't bear further inspection at the moment. @[Warlight] @[Clayton] sooo I'm sorry this sucks butt I needed to put something up. RE: After Us Comes The Flood; Envoys from The East - Ruan - 12-28-2018 the taigan It wasn't strange for their forest to whisper the approach of newcomers, a multitude of scents carried his way. His head turned to the direction, ice-blue eyes sharp and alert, and immediately made his way to greet them at the border. For as long as he had lived here, the Taigans were selective on who was allowed to join them. It wasn't unusual for a a visit to end before it began.If they were not suitable, they did not enter. Simple as that, and the Taigans had never asked for much. As he slipped from the shadows of his home, each one caressing his wolven winter coat in familiarity, he joined the young group with purposeful solid steps. The girl held most of his attention. Her antlers reminded him of his daughter and granddaughter, and his eyes slid down to check for the familiar cloven hooves. He found none. His eyes raised again, surveying the young boys at her side, one clearly older than the other and the girl. "Welcome to the Taiga," his voice rolled like gentle thunder. His calculated stare settled on the older male, forest green with his own set of horns. Those two could fit well among the wild hearts of the Taiga, and the other perhaps among his daughters of fire with his flaming hair and mismatched eyes, each one simmering with its own hungry inferno embedded within. "I am Ruan." He glanced over them once more, not finding any illness or injuries, before once again settling on the eldest. "Have you come seeking the Taigans' protection?" Surely it was still known that they were a fierce people, faithful to each other and their loved ones, and anyone that joined them became family with the same protection extended to them. They were not all fighters, but they were all kept safe and loved. Perhaps his adopted cervine daughter had sent friends to be in his care. Why else would a group of children and an adult show up to the home of the lost boys and girls. RE: After Us Comes The Flood; Envoys from The East - Random Event - 12-30-2018 @[Clayton] has been infected by the plague (rolled a 3). He will show symptoms (rolled a 4). He will not express a trait (rolled a 4). RE: After Us Comes The Flood; Envoys from The East - Warlight - 01-02-2019 Warlight — soul as sweet as blood red jam — @[Clayton] EDIT: I realized i had a typo at the end of the third paragraph that made it confusing and appear like maybe she was trying to push her way in, but i meant "she makes no move to push further beyond the scent-lines." It's fixed now! But i thought i would add this in case anyone read it already and wasn't going to re-read before replying. sorry for the double tags Nicole RE: After Us Comes The Flood; Envoys from The East - Clayton - 01-03-2019 Raul quickly finds himself on the opposing side beside Warlight, the stag is like a leach who depends on Warlight for life, unable to break from her side. He holds back the desire to roll his eyes and when he glances back another was making there way over. Thankfully it was not long before another joined the trio, the quicker this was, the quicker he could get out of this less than desired situation. The dark stag came to a halt before themselves, introducing himself as Ruan. Clayton gives a small dip of his head in greeting and respect for being in there kingdom. Although his next sentence had Clayton clutching, refraining from blurting out a laugh. Have you come seeking Taigain's protection, as if the three could not handle themselves; as if the Cove could not protect them. Despite his better judgement he was able to refrain from an outburst. Warlight is the first to speak, he remembers when she said she wanted to be a general for Hyaline, a smile forms from the thought of the memories. As he listens to her speak, introducing himself and Raul, laying down the basics of there visit, she would make a fantastic diplomat as well. As Warlight comes to an end he finds it time to give a few words himself. With a gentle smile to Warlight he turns back to Ruan hopefully you have all been well since the plague. We are hoping that Taiga and the east can come to some agreement. His gaze remains on Ruan, wondering if Raul would open his big mouth this time or not. @[Raul] RE: After Us Comes The Flood; Envoys from The East - Raul - 01-08-2019 As they are approached, the blood stained stallion let Warlight and Clayton advance half a pace ahead of himself. His only stake in this venture was the princess's welfare. Whatever the kingdoms decided had little to do with him beyond that. So he kept his own counsel, with the exception of flashing antagonistic expressions with the other male when Warlight wasn't looking. While the ambassadors said their pieces, he stood at Warlight's shoulder. He felt no small sense of pride in her decorum as the meeting progressed, how well she handled herself in the face of uncertainty. It was another kind of bravery than the type he already knew she possessed, and it only added to his admiration of the pied mare. Gazing coolly across the space to the man who'd greeted them, Raul waited silently, content to watch and learn. @[Warlight] @[Clayton] @[Ruan] RE: After Us Comes The Flood; Envoys from The East - Ruan - 01-19-2019 Ruan it's not by bone but yet by blade and it's not by fire but what's forged in flame RE: After Us Comes The Flood; Envoys from The East - Lilitha - 02-01-2019 Lilitha I watch the city burn, these dreams like ashes float away... The sound of playing children brought a smile to Lilitha’s face, and one ear angled to listen and make sure the little ones were safe and staying nearby as the other swiveled to observe her surroundings. Never quite at rest, never quite trusting even home to remain safe when little lives were involved. So of course she heard his approach, and heard the sound of far more feet than just his. So today would be a bit more eventful than anticipated, would it? ...your voice I never heard, only silence. |