05-12-2015, 10:45 AM
She appreciates the silent, winged protector. Really, she does. Though part of her wouldn’t mind a bit of adventure. It’s been too long since Straia has fought, too many diplomatic trips and the necessity of ruling getting in the way. Yes, she seeks a bit of fun, though of course she can only do it within the confines of the politics of Beqanna. What a shame, that does make it so much harder.
The men that greet them are rather upstanding creatures, or at least they act like it around a mare and her foal. Thoughi f they knew the Chamberlings better, perhaps they wouldn’t. Not that she’s complaining at the moment. Polite diplomats are always easier to talk to, if nothing else.
The wind dies suddenly, and she notices, assuming that it is more likely to do with the stallion than anything Mother Nature felt like offering. Mother Nature didn’t seem to care when there were visitors around. He introduces himself as Brennen, and another of his Brother’s joins them as well. Crito, this one says. Erebor, as he always does, speaks up then and she lets him. It’s a good learning experience for the boy, and probably better anyway. She’d rather skip the diplomatic niceties (though she won’t in this instance), and just ask them straight out what she really wants to know. Sadly, diplomacy never did work that way. Wouldn’t it be so much easier if it did though?
He finishes, and for the moment, she has little to add. She’s like to see what information they offer up easily, and what questions they ask her in return, before she tries to get any more information out of the likely close lipped diplomats. Of course, when it suits her purposes, she’s rather close lipped to. But often she’ll say exactly what’s on her mind – it saves everyone so much trouble. “It’s a pleasure to meet you both,” she adds, nodding her head just slightly. “We’re also here to let you know that Rodrik no longer rules the Chamber, and that I rule in his stead.”
Possibly they already know this – word travels fast in Beqanna – but she hasn’t told them directly, and it’s polite to do so. And she knows how to be polite, even if she hates it. Not that you could tell. Her smile and her words are easy and friendly, her demeanor much like her sons (relaxed but formal). She is a picture of the perfect diplomat.
The men that greet them are rather upstanding creatures, or at least they act like it around a mare and her foal. Thoughi f they knew the Chamberlings better, perhaps they wouldn’t. Not that she’s complaining at the moment. Polite diplomats are always easier to talk to, if nothing else.
The wind dies suddenly, and she notices, assuming that it is more likely to do with the stallion than anything Mother Nature felt like offering. Mother Nature didn’t seem to care when there were visitors around. He introduces himself as Brennen, and another of his Brother’s joins them as well. Crito, this one says. Erebor, as he always does, speaks up then and she lets him. It’s a good learning experience for the boy, and probably better anyway. She’d rather skip the diplomatic niceties (though she won’t in this instance), and just ask them straight out what she really wants to know. Sadly, diplomacy never did work that way. Wouldn’t it be so much easier if it did though?
He finishes, and for the moment, she has little to add. She’s like to see what information they offer up easily, and what questions they ask her in return, before she tries to get any more information out of the likely close lipped diplomats. Of course, when it suits her purposes, she’s rather close lipped to. But often she’ll say exactly what’s on her mind – it saves everyone so much trouble. “It’s a pleasure to meet you both,” she adds, nodding her head just slightly. “We’re also here to let you know that Rodrik no longer rules the Chamber, and that I rule in his stead.”
Possibly they already know this – word travels fast in Beqanna – but she hasn’t told them directly, and it’s polite to do so. And she knows how to be polite, even if she hates it. Not that you could tell. Her smile and her words are easy and friendly, her demeanor much like her sons (relaxed but formal). She is a picture of the perfect diplomat.
straia
queen of the chamber