12-08-2015, 05:42 PM
I am iron and I forge myself
Rhy’s soothing voice interrupts whatever confrontation may have occurred, not only because Lagertha is loathe to be so brazenly violent in front of her, but also because she identifies the mare by name, and seems fine with her presence. So the iron lady sheathes her proverbial claws, but doesn’t apologize, simply nodding her head as an indication that she is now ok with the situation. The mare’s explanation is wordy, and she finds she doesn’t have much patience for it - but that’s just how she is. Why say something in ten words when you can say it in five?
“Well then welcome back, Naga. I’m Lagertha - was probably the General when you were a filly.” She pauses. Apparently Scorch was more popular than she thought the old hag was. This news of her death thing was getting old. “Unfortunately, Scorch is no longer with us. She passed away about two or so years ago. I’m Khaleesi now, and Rhy is Erinak.” She offers the gold and white woman a smile and allows it to continue on to Naga. “Nice to meet you. Looking forward to seeing you around the Jungle.” For Lagertha, that’s about all the niceties and pleasantries a stranger will get. She purposefully looks behind Naga, as if something is demanding her attention. “I’ll leave you two to catch up.” And with that, she slips back off into the greenery, no doubt taking care of something else on her perpetual to-do list.
“Well then welcome back, Naga. I’m Lagertha - was probably the General when you were a filly.” She pauses. Apparently Scorch was more popular than she thought the old hag was. This news of her death thing was getting old. “Unfortunately, Scorch is no longer with us. She passed away about two or so years ago. I’m Khaleesi now, and Rhy is Erinak.” She offers the gold and white woman a smile and allows it to continue on to Naga. “Nice to meet you. Looking forward to seeing you around the Jungle.” For Lagertha, that’s about all the niceties and pleasantries a stranger will get. She purposefully looks behind Naga, as if something is demanding her attention. “I’ll leave you two to catch up.” And with that, she slips back off into the greenery, no doubt taking care of something else on her perpetual to-do list.
Lagertha
warrior queen of the amazons
sorry, she's not one for small talk!