i'm on the wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side of hell
To the Field. Recruiting wasn’t his forte, but it was necessary to his livelihood now more so than ever before. In order for him to live, the Chamber must live. For the Chamber to live, there needed to be warm bodies working for her. And while they had enough currently to scrape by, there could always be more. More of those able-bodied soldiers blood thirsty and wanting. Those sharp tongued delegates who pulled the puppet strings from the shadows.
He bore the battle scars of many a fight. He had given his kingdom everything, gaining silvery tattoos as his reward. The new-found immortality did not heal them, though it did remove the silver from his mane and his muzzle. In the silvers place had came the glowing blue infinity symbol, seared right onto his chest. The mark of his eternal debt and life alike.
The trip there is easy enough, despite the sun hanging heavy over his head. It beat down on his black coat and he sighed, ears flicking to his skull in obvious irritation. It was too damn hot to be here, too damn hot to be anywhere but his kingdom. Though the trees hadn’t yet returned to their former shady glory, the rock facings did a good job of keeping the cranky old general at a reasonable temperature. But duty had called, and so here he was, melting in the damn sun. Gritting his teeth he slipped into the shade of the trees, his tail lashing over his hocks in an attempt to ward of the flies. Movement ahead caught his eye, and he raised an invisible brow at the mare before him. Large and scarred, she gave the impression of a great force to be reckoned with. A smile curled his lips as he thought back to what the Chamber needed. Here, before him, stood possibly a great opportunity. “What does the other horse look like?” he asked, tilting his head in curiosity and attempting a joke. It would probably fall flat, but he didn’t rightly give a shit. “I’m Warship, General of the army in the Chamber of Evil. Care to share a name?” He cocked a hind hoof, feinting relaxation though he ever on guard. Like her, he too was the wolf among the sheep.
warship
