anyone;

[Rodrik]

Names are introduced. Lands are stated and best depicted as possible to out win the other. These are the traditions. The customs and behaviors old the world, clinging so heavily upon all of them. It seems that the old world guides them still, leading them through the darkness during this Reckoning. A guide that may simply have no use anymore in this world. He acknowledges the newcomer at him only due to the fact that he had come at the time he introduced who he was. Rodrik had little need for names and groups as such now. He had been a king once, and surely cared little for others outside his kingdom at one time. However, it was queens and kings, perhaps loyal subjects as well, that made him pay closer attention to. He looked for those that held power and those that might possess such character to grasp for it. These were the things a king once did to save himself and sometimes his kingdom. Then again, this all had been a time long ago. Rodrik had no need for kingdom tricks. It was all for his personal gain from now on. There are no friends, family, or loved ones holding him back. He regards little of everyone else now unless he can get what he wants. And Rodrik always got what he wanted. The smoky black tobiano at last gives her name and place. He says nothing as of now. Rodrik has always simply enjoyed sitting back and watching others. It was a time for him to learn about another, to learn what made them strong and weak. If anything, Rodrik enjoyed a challenge if someone made it harder to see what laid out so openly. Perhaps that is what he had always liked about the stronger and independent woman—he had admiration for the women of the jungle, in the old world. Harmonia approaches next, along with her foal. Rodrik is quick to flick his gaze away from the golden mare and daughter to goat horned stallion. “Wouldn’t you like to know,” he says with a flick of his tail and soft smirk edging at the corners of his lips. It is all he needs to say now that formal introductions were given and the main task at hand has come up at this moment. He falls silence again and turns his nutmeg gaze back to Nayl.

Rodrik

angels banished from heaven have no choice but to become devils

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