Wet earth squelched between panes of ice, as the forests of Sylva clung to the last remnants of winter. The season had been a mild one, and spring was beginning to stretch her lovely fingers across the lands once more, though winter still held dominion a while longer. The lithe mare looked out across the clearing, herself perched on a low flat plane of grey rock. She had come to Sylva seeking sanctuary. She had found so much more within the welcoming arms of her golden woods. Dahmer and Ellyse had left quietly, unobtrusively, making the choice to leave the iridescent mother in their place.
Shaking flame-tinted strands back from her eyes, the woman looked out over the clearing. She had called for them, all those that currently called Sylva home. They were not great in numbers, but what she saw pleased her regardless. These were stalwart forest dwellers, resourceful enough to survive in a sometimes uncooperative land. It was a good trait to have.
Exhaling a slow breath, she raised her narrow face to look each individual in the eye, smiling softly.
"People of Sylva! It would seem that things are changing, yet again. Dahmer and Ellyse, great leaders that they were, have moved on to seek life elsewhere, for reasons known best to themselves. This roll was not what I sought in coming here. I wanted a peaceful home, somewhere to raise my child. Security and safety.
Fortune, it seems, has given me the tools to bring these wishes to fruition. But to do these things, I need your help. I ask you, all of you, to pledge yourselves to Sylva. I stand before you as her caretaker and guide, but it is her people who make her what she is. I swear to you on my unborn child's head, I will do all within my power to give each of you a home worthy of praise. All I ask in return is your willingness to help me make that happen. [b][i]I believe that together, we are strong. Together, we can make Sylva a home worth living in, and worth fighting for. Together, we are Sylva!" [/i][/b]She finished her soliloquy with ringing tones, radiantly dappled with the sunlight that filtered through the canopy.
Satin wings that had flared in enthusiasm now came to a quiet rest at her sides. Nostrils slightly flared, her head turned once more to take in the waiting crowd, ears pricked to see who would speak first. She would be needing advisors and lieutenants soon. Best to see who might be bold enough to take on these rolls.
Edit: this is an activity check, please respond IC or OOC with what characters live here, and what roles they may be interested in pursuing as the kingdom progresses. TIA
Shaking flame-tinted strands back from her eyes, the woman looked out over the clearing. She had called for them, all those that currently called Sylva home. They were not great in numbers, but what she saw pleased her regardless. These were stalwart forest dwellers, resourceful enough to survive in a sometimes uncooperative land. It was a good trait to have.
Exhaling a slow breath, she raised her narrow face to look each individual in the eye, smiling softly.
"People of Sylva! It would seem that things are changing, yet again. Dahmer and Ellyse, great leaders that they were, have moved on to seek life elsewhere, for reasons known best to themselves. This roll was not what I sought in coming here. I wanted a peaceful home, somewhere to raise my child. Security and safety.
Fortune, it seems, has given me the tools to bring these wishes to fruition. But to do these things, I need your help. I ask you, all of you, to pledge yourselves to Sylva. I stand before you as her caretaker and guide, but it is her people who make her what she is. I swear to you on my unborn child's head, I will do all within my power to give each of you a home worthy of praise. All I ask in return is your willingness to help me make that happen. [b][i]I believe that together, we are strong. Together, we can make Sylva a home worth living in, and worth fighting for. Together, we are Sylva!" [/i][/b]She finished her soliloquy with ringing tones, radiantly dappled with the sunlight that filtered through the canopy.
Satin wings that had flared in enthusiasm now came to a quiet rest at her sides. Nostrils slightly flared, her head turned once more to take in the waiting crowd, ears pricked to see who would speak first. She would be needing advisors and lieutenants soon. Best to see who might be bold enough to take on these rolls.
Edit: this is an activity check, please respond IC or OOC with what characters live here, and what roles they may be interested in pursuing as the kingdom progresses. TIA