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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    hold me in this wild, wild world; ALL
    #19
    The multicoloured stocky male looks around him, nodding only ever so slightly when Brennen's response comes as softly as his own earlier comment. Leilan only frowns about Krone being so upset; although he feels sorry for her, he also does not remember seeing her at all here in Ischia. For a queen, the sheer number of Brothers flowing to Brennen's side should have been obvious, something she should have talked to the bay general about or asked any of those new guys about, at least. But she had been so occupied with her twins and with her new lover (Durotan made that very clear even if not stating it), she had not paid any attention to what was supposed to be her kingdom.

    So for that, he had no sympathy.
    That doesn't mean he doesn't understand her feelings - she sees everything she knew, tumble down in a deep dark abyss.

    Klaudius however, has a way of creeping where he should not. Calling this a sausage fest, a place where the stallions would place themselves above mares - but that was the whole point of this! He wants to scream it in his face - but they are leaving, the lavender stallion taking a lead where Krone falters, and Leilan figures that it has always been that way - for Klaudius to be pulling the strings. Whether Krone knew it or not, she has no real authority. He settles with a snort of disagreement.

    He pays a little less mind to Bristol when she does what he himself has had trouble not to; speak loudly against Klaudius. The girl has a temper for sure befitting a warrior; but a warrior's brain is not a diplomat's, and he finds himself lucky to not have called out like that. What irritates him most about Bristol, is not that she speaks; but that she speaks for her father, and anyone would understand that she would be coloured by family love rather than perhaps thinking for herself. It's why he did not really appreciate his mother casting her vote either; similarly to Bristol being Brennen's daughter already, Scorch is no resident of Ischia nor a future brother.

    But Brennen moves on, and he's distracted from thoughts like those. They need to settle on rules and he wants to be the first to tell them why he's even so attracted to this idea. "For those I have not spoken to yet; I am Leilan. And I feel like we should distance ourselves from anything Klaudius just said." He looks around the group when he speaks; he wants them to know this before anything else. "I never felt home in Nerine because there is a place of inequality. So I daresay test everyone, including all those around us now, and let's be equal. A physical test for those attempting for the warrior group, perhaps to climb the Mountain or swim around the island. Hard for anyone, male or female, not undoable, yet still something that is not too easy. Any mare who can keep up with that, can hold a warrior rank as well as any stallion, and vice versa." He declares. Perhaps he has it easy to talk like that, his golden mane reminding everyone of his winner's position in the Beqanna Games and the Strength class above that, but he's certain that any mare who wants to, can accomplish this also. Just that there's less women who will try, he thinks. But that is not the purpose of the test.

    Looking to Trekori's still-small stature briefly, he then continues. "Perhaps a test of intellect for those thinking of a diplomatic task. Something that requires tact. I don't know how much you know of me well enough, but I sure don't have any of the latter, so don't ask me to come up with a test for that." he grins, a cheeky grin reminding those who know him of his unserious nature, but this grin fades as he decides on what he has to say next, turning to the winged bay. "I would think for myself of a warrior or guarding position. If you would allow me, Brennen, I'd like to act like a guard or escort to whoever goes to Tephra and the other kingdoms. If Klaudius has his way, probably a negative vibe is already spreading together with the word 'brotherhood'." he reasons. All the more reason for them to find a different name, a new one not associated with 'sausages' like K mentioned. But he has none up his sleeve right now. "Perhaps names are something that our diplomats can work out between them and the Nerinian diplomats." he thinks.

    "Last but not least I'd say keep the code simple. We are supposed to be brothers - male or female, I call them the same, so brothers we are. Sisters are the ones in Nerine. We should hold our newfound family as our highest standard. Now, if one of our brothers would do something stupid, perhaps we can put to a vote if we want to defend him or let him learn from his mistake on his own." That way, he was most certain nobody would be able to say favourites were called. He falls silent a moment again. He's never spoken this much and does not intend to speech ever again, but who knows. And he's not sure how to end a speech like that. Brennen's seems to have a more natural end to it.



    OOC
    1. Lol Bristol reminds me of Yara Greyjoy. Also yeah Leilan is here and he has OPINIONS for once in his life.
    2. Leilan thinks that the brothers should emit/support equality above all - this includes testing every male before them gaining a rank. I was thinking for warriors a physical test/mock battle, something similar to perhaps one who's wanting to join the army or even a special unit; for diplomats I imagine some sort of task or puzzle in the intellectual direction. But let me know what you think.
    3. Also volunteers to accompany a diplomat as an escort, assuming he will be accepted into said warrior caste (he knows he's not a diplomat but likes to wander and has enough brain to let someone else do the smooth talking xD)
    4. For titles I told you about that African tribe before I think, but I recently came up with Vikings but this clashed so hard with neo's TV-series head that I don't know if that's a good idea. Then there's probably something related to pirates that would maybe fit? (Krakens, let's be krakens). Or a variation of the Ironborn now that I'm thinking of the Bristol Greyjoy thing ^^.
    5. Chivalry code: they're supposed to be brothers - so, family. All for one and one for all, with minor exceptions. So if one is in trouble, take a vote if they'll all come and help or he/she has to work this out alone or with just a small group of supporters. Otherwise do keep it simple - treat each other like you would your family.
    6. Sorry for the long post also. xD
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    RE: hold me in this wild, wild world; ALL - by Krone - 04-13-2018, 11:26 AM
    RE: hold me in this wild, wild world; ALL - by Krone - 04-13-2018, 02:28 PM
    RE: hold me in this wild, wild world; ALL - by Leilan - 04-16-2018, 02:31 PM



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