08-02-2016, 02:28 PM
LET ME IN THE WALL YOU'VE BUILT AROUND.
WE CAN LIGHT A MATCH, AND BURN IT DOWN.
"Well, such careful consideration is appreciated," He murmurs with a low chuckle, his voice deep and grating from disuse. Quietly, he observes her - a beauty, to be certain, with wide expressive eyes and delicate features on an otherwise bold and statuesque body. She lowers her cranium and long, sloping neck, and he cannot fight the tugging smirk at the corner of his whiskered lips. "though the formality is not necessary. I may be a King, but I do not hold myself to any high regard. I seek only to serve those who live and work beside me; there is no need to bow before me."
He pauses as his muscled legs carry him a step or two back, allowing him to swing his broad neck towards the pristine plain that lay before them. Lined with snow-capped mountains, a heavy littering of brittle, snow-dusted pines and with the slightest peek of yellow and gold from blossoming flora and fauna - the icy landscape is not as brutal and unforgiving as many imagine it might be. Though the winters are inevitably frigid, and at times unbearable, the brisk air, gentle sunlight and glimmering shine of ice and jagged rocks are worth the suffering. He could not imagine a place more diverse, though many would disagree.
His lungs fill with air before he exhales it slowly, nostrils flaring as his dark crimson eyes look once more to the female beside him. "Jord. A pleasure. I have seen my own share of war, and war has touched these lands a time or two itself - but there is calm, for the foreseeable future. Our weather can be on a glacial scale, and rather uncomfortable, but there are plenty of crevices and caves to hide away from the elements. If you can tolerate it, you will find that the remaining part of the year is pleasant, if not alluring. You are welcome here, if refuge is what you seek. We have many here - males and females - who will welcome you warmly. Including myself."
His eyes linger again, observing the lines of her slender jaw and the slope of her cheek. She is honest, gentle and kind - she reminds him of his own sweet Maribel in a way, who has blossomed into a beautiful and enigmatic creature. One that Jord is sure to meet in her time spent behind the ice barricade. It is not often that such sincerity can be found within one's tired soul, and he would be a fool to turn her away. "You are welcome to stay at a resident - should you choose, you may also serve in one of our two castes. Diplomacy and military. Your gentle demeanor tells me you might be of a good fit for diplomacy; you would do well with my daughter, Maribel. However, you are welcome to do either or simply reside here. Welcome, to the Tundra."
OFFSPRING
THE FIRE AND ICE KING OF THE TUNDRA