09-02-2015, 07:32 PM
Well damn, the Jungle hasn’t been very exciting lately. Neither has Beqanna in general, in fact. The territories have stagnated, growing quiet as horses trickle away. And it’s left her with very little to do.
I mean, there’s of course stuff she could do. Like recruiting, stealing and challenging … but that’s all so … typical. Boring. She needs something … new.
She hasn’t gone out seeking it though. Not yet. She had promised Lagertha that she would practice her flying so that she can give her wings to another army member, and so she has. She’s gotten pretty good at it too - it takes far less concentration now than it had when she’d first started. Hopefully she’ll be able to get rid of the blasted things soon. She’s not particularly fond of the feathered wings now sprouting out of her shoulders - they’re itchy and irritatingly warm in the muggy Jungle heat.
She’s actually practicing her flying when Lagertha’s voice rings out across the kingdom. She’s taken to practicing it in one of the more remote clearings of the kingdom - far out of the way of normal kingdom doings. She doesn’t want to give anyone too much of a window of what she’s capable of.
Her first response to the call is of course, surprise. Lagertha is not the Khaleesi, she has never called a kingdom meeting before - only army meetings. Has something happened to Scorch? Or is Lagertha having another moment of rebellion? Her curiosity is instantly peaked and she rushes to find the meeting. It takes her a little while - it’s in a different location than usual - but eventually she does find it. And when she does, she feels both concerned and intrigued.
There at the head of the meeting, stands Lagertha. And behind her, lies Scorch. On the ground and in obvious distress.
Something is clearly wrong - but what? An initial thought that Lagertha could be behind it is quickly banished. Though she wouldn’t put it past the General to do something underhanded (her dislike of the fiery queen is well known), Lagertha isn’t stupid. She wouldn’t leave Scorch alive to potentially contradict her own story.
Thankfully, the Jaqqa quickly voices an explanation. No, not Jaqqa any more. Khaleesi. Well now this is interesting. It must be true, considering Scorch is lying right behind her. Lagertha would be stupid to lie with the fiery mare so close.
A few members voice their consent and a strange black fox winds it’s way through Lagertha’s legs, calling out in a voice that put’s Lyris’ teeth on edge. If she wasn’t sure it was a shifter, she’d probably send a good gust of wind in its direction. Tearing her eyes away from the beastly little thing, she finally adds her own voice to the conversation.
“If it comes to it I can probably fly her to the Falls. It’ll be a bitch though.” She rather hopes it doesn’t come to that. It’s rather easier to fly herself since she can actually feel the wind currents about her body. She obviously wouldn’t be able to sense what Scorch is feeling - the tattooed mare might get a few bumps and bruises along the way. “Speaking of which, you can pass on these wings whenever you like.” Sooner rather than later would be nice.
And as for whether she’ll accept Lagertha as Khaleesi? “Sure, what the hell. Why not.”
I mean, there’s of course stuff she could do. Like recruiting, stealing and challenging … but that’s all so … typical. Boring. She needs something … new.
She hasn’t gone out seeking it though. Not yet. She had promised Lagertha that she would practice her flying so that she can give her wings to another army member, and so she has. She’s gotten pretty good at it too - it takes far less concentration now than it had when she’d first started. Hopefully she’ll be able to get rid of the blasted things soon. She’s not particularly fond of the feathered wings now sprouting out of her shoulders - they’re itchy and irritatingly warm in the muggy Jungle heat.
She’s actually practicing her flying when Lagertha’s voice rings out across the kingdom. She’s taken to practicing it in one of the more remote clearings of the kingdom - far out of the way of normal kingdom doings. She doesn’t want to give anyone too much of a window of what she’s capable of.
Her first response to the call is of course, surprise. Lagertha is not the Khaleesi, she has never called a kingdom meeting before - only army meetings. Has something happened to Scorch? Or is Lagertha having another moment of rebellion? Her curiosity is instantly peaked and she rushes to find the meeting. It takes her a little while - it’s in a different location than usual - but eventually she does find it. And when she does, she feels both concerned and intrigued.
There at the head of the meeting, stands Lagertha. And behind her, lies Scorch. On the ground and in obvious distress.
Something is clearly wrong - but what? An initial thought that Lagertha could be behind it is quickly banished. Though she wouldn’t put it past the General to do something underhanded (her dislike of the fiery queen is well known), Lagertha isn’t stupid. She wouldn’t leave Scorch alive to potentially contradict her own story.
Thankfully, the Jaqqa quickly voices an explanation. No, not Jaqqa any more. Khaleesi. Well now this is interesting. It must be true, considering Scorch is lying right behind her. Lagertha would be stupid to lie with the fiery mare so close.
A few members voice their consent and a strange black fox winds it’s way through Lagertha’s legs, calling out in a voice that put’s Lyris’ teeth on edge. If she wasn’t sure it was a shifter, she’d probably send a good gust of wind in its direction. Tearing her eyes away from the beastly little thing, she finally adds her own voice to the conversation.
“If it comes to it I can probably fly her to the Falls. It’ll be a bitch though.” She rather hopes it doesn’t come to that. It’s rather easier to fly herself since she can actually feel the wind currents about her body. She obviously wouldn’t be able to sense what Scorch is feeling - the tattooed mare might get a few bumps and bruises along the way. “Speaking of which, you can pass on these wings whenever you like.” Sooner rather than later would be nice.
And as for whether she’ll accept Lagertha as Khaleesi? “Sure, what the hell. Why not.”
Lyris
I’ll burn this whole city down
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