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RE: KINGDOM MEETING - Breckin - 04-05-2018 There were many. Different shapes, sizes, ages, genders, and colors adorned the Nerinian coastline. Scanning over the mass of bodies that lay interspersed in front of her, she realized none were familiar to her. The exception being the bare form of Scorch amidst the throng of equines. A small smile tugs at the corners of her lips when Breckin recalls how welcoming the elder mare at been. And that is one of the reasons why the spotted mare had been wandering throughout Nerine, internally mapping out the territory and attempting to learn the internal workings. It was when the woman was within the belly of a cove that a resonating call met her inattentive lobes. Really, not much thought was given to the sound initially as her brown gaze returned the rock outcropping she had been previously interested in. But with a few more steps a different thought crosses her mind. Perhaps there would be something interesting at the other end of the summoning—something worth investigating. But she was not a part of Nerine officially. What if she would not be welcome? With a slight shrug she makes her way toward the coastline in the direction of the call; they could simply tell her to leave if they had a problem with it. When she finally comes to a halt near the gathering, she is just within earshot of the voices, but remains the furthest outlier of the group. There is no visible attempt made to hide herself from the others and she watches and listens with curious intent as the flame cloaked mare speaks. It would seem the spotted mare was late to the meeting and had missed the beginning formalities. The command the ebon mare draws allows Breckin to conclude that this must Hestia; leaving further doubt to be cast aside the longer that the mare speaks. Much of the conversations mean little to her, but she listens with full attention all the same. Until Brennen and Ischia is mentioned, then her ears swivel to full alert having some type of recognition of who and what they are currently talking about. But as the topic progresses, she realizes that recognition is short lived and the briefest spark of excitement dies in her eyes. She sighs with frustration, because although she knows of Brennen and Ischia, the implications of what they intend to do mean nothing to her. Despite how much she is trying to learn of Beqanna, she still knows so little in light of everything. And this meeting only further cements that revelation. The normal ascent and descent of the conversations carry on without her and a pale dome wilts lower toward the sand. She has nothing to offer this place—no abilities or opinions. She cannot even officially call Nerine home yet. Perhaps someday that will change. But for now she remains homeless, magicless…..useless. And so she remains silent. RE: KINGDOM MEETING - Nymf - 04-07-2018 Nymf
Nymf watched from the behind the gathering of Nerinians. Beside her, Kiwi stood alert, her greet tipped ears arched forward with interest. Beqanna was changing and her wings tensed in anticipation. Before, she would have contentedly kept to herself. From her place on the outside of main society internal battles and the changing of the kingdoms leaders. Rarely ever did their squabbles effect the lives of the nomadic. That was the appeal of such a carefree way of life. In many ways, she missed it, but a new interest was rising up inside of her as she listened to the Queen of Nerine speak. There was so much about to happen, so much about to change and it was thrilling to be a part of it. As a new member, however, Nymf kept her thoughts to herself as conversation bounced around her. The difference in opinions kept the tone lively, but not confrontational. She imagined this Brennen and his ambitions, as well as the band of brothers she wished to create. Ischia had always remained outside of her ability to visit, even though the crossing would have been nothing with the help from her wings. She’d heard very little in regard to the current queen, Krone, but she’d never thought of her as a particularly bad leader. It was confusing to the cream-colored mare as to why the stallion would wish to overthrow her. Again, for fear of sounding ignorant or foolish, she kept her thoughts safely to herself. Nervously she nuzzled her adopted child, taking a moment to admire how much she’d grown. She no longer resembled the abandoned filly she’d found asleep in a meadow. Her deep green coloring stood out in contrast to the environment around them and Nymf hoped that she would always embrace her uniqueness. As the conversation slowly swung to a close. There was no telling how things would turn out, but Nymf’s loyalties would remain to Nerine. teach these broken wings to fly RE: KINGDOM MEETING - Hestia - 04-13-2018 HESTIA The devil whispered in my ear, you’ll never survive the storm |