[OOC Update 10th April.... Romek and Orphax are currently waiting for another Deserts member to come and greet them 
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How could he go and do something as selfish as dying? Didn't he know that was bad for people? Did he not realise that it would cause a lot of people a lot of anguish? He was just as bad as Romek's mother, the snivelling, grovelling wreck. Did he go out begging and crying too? (Not that the stallion had witnessed her death, but that's how he had always imagined it). It brought him back to his younger days of long-legged prancing across dunes... Oh, he was an angry little thing back then, but he has never felt this brand of all consuming rage before. He'd hate to be a cliche, but... it wasn't fair. Hasn't he seen enough suffering? Has he not felt enough, done enough? Why Vanquish, of all the horses?
He wasn't really angry at the night-walker. He was angry at the injustice of it all.
He was a good man. He didn't damage others for no reason. He didn't really do anything wrong. He had the kind of attitude that Romek wanted (the one he narrowly missed inheriting from his mother). He was upstanding, moral, he was a knight. His brother. Kin.
He could think of at least seven other horses off the top of his head who deserved to die more than him. Romek himself may be one of those. Why not? He had never really done anything, amounted to much. Sure, he'd been a General but it had never really been off his own sweat and hard work. They may like to pretend that it was, but everyone knew it was because his parents had been royalty. He'd won a 'contest' but there had only been two 'competitors'.
But he was back now. Sort of. In the stead of Vanquish, Romek would stand. Not that he could ever fit into the massive shadow the King had cast (literally and metaphorically) but it's the least he could do. Take care of the Deserts. Vanquish had said. And Romek would sooner cut off his own legs and live his life as a tortoise than ignore his final wishes.
A better man than he would take that anger and convert it into hope for the future or some such shit, but he was a little bitter worm and it's far more likely he would take his anger out on people who he found really, really annoying (which is the vast majority of Beqanna).
It's just who he is.
Of course, that would mean moving closer into the heart of the Deserts rather than lingering on the outskirts as he preferred. He found he wanted to kick horses less there, something to do with not being able to hear their stupid voices all the way out there. But it was for Vanquish. He can't promise to be nice, but he doesn't think his king would have expected that from him. Disappointment, shame - the standard fare... That was Romek. Not love and free hugs.
] How could he go and do something as selfish as dying? Didn't he know that was bad for people? Did he not realise that it would cause a lot of people a lot of anguish? He was just as bad as Romek's mother, the snivelling, grovelling wreck. Did he go out begging and crying too? (Not that the stallion had witnessed her death, but that's how he had always imagined it). It brought him back to his younger days of long-legged prancing across dunes... Oh, he was an angry little thing back then, but he has never felt this brand of all consuming rage before. He'd hate to be a cliche, but... it wasn't fair. Hasn't he seen enough suffering? Has he not felt enough, done enough? Why Vanquish, of all the horses?
He wasn't really angry at the night-walker. He was angry at the injustice of it all.
He was a good man. He didn't damage others for no reason. He didn't really do anything wrong. He had the kind of attitude that Romek wanted (the one he narrowly missed inheriting from his mother). He was upstanding, moral, he was a knight. His brother. Kin.
He could think of at least seven other horses off the top of his head who deserved to die more than him. Romek himself may be one of those. Why not? He had never really done anything, amounted to much. Sure, he'd been a General but it had never really been off his own sweat and hard work. They may like to pretend that it was, but everyone knew it was because his parents had been royalty. He'd won a 'contest' but there had only been two 'competitors'.
But he was back now. Sort of. In the stead of Vanquish, Romek would stand. Not that he could ever fit into the massive shadow the King had cast (literally and metaphorically) but it's the least he could do. Take care of the Deserts. Vanquish had said. And Romek would sooner cut off his own legs and live his life as a tortoise than ignore his final wishes.
A better man than he would take that anger and convert it into hope for the future or some such shit, but he was a little bitter worm and it's far more likely he would take his anger out on people who he found really, really annoying (which is the vast majority of Beqanna).
It's just who he is.
Of course, that would mean moving closer into the heart of the Deserts rather than lingering on the outskirts as he preferred. He found he wanted to kick horses less there, something to do with not being able to hear their stupid voices all the way out there. But it was for Vanquish. He can't promise to be nice, but he doesn't think his king would have expected that from him. Disappointment, shame - the standard fare... That was Romek. Not love and free hugs.