03-21-2018, 06:28 PM
hold me in this wild, wild world
'cause in your warmth I forget how cold it can be
'cause in your warmth I forget how cold it can be
You get your enjoyment out of life where you can – he feels a very short moment of regret when she stiffens, but since it very rapidly relaxes into a better emotion, he doesn’t feel guilty for long. And no matter the mischievous enjoyment he got from surprising her, the stallion would have felt guilty had he truly frightened her. He’d mad an educated guess based on how well she’d handled Scorch’s unorthodox arrival and his own wings, and decided she could handle him being a little playful, and was pleased he was right. Then Breckin laughs while the ice-chip snow tumbles down around them and he grins in response, even as he gently guides them deeper into the jungle.
He also appreciates smart people – and even thought her next words make him solemn, his grin fading away into a look of serious concentration, he can take a moment to silently appreciate that she is world-wise enough to know that nothing is all butterflies and rainbows. He sighs, staring deep into the shadows between the trees, and tries not to think too hard about atrocities. He has witnessed some quite personally. “There are bad people here in Beqanna, just like everywhere else. For every one of us who has magics they use for good purposes, there is someone who uses their powers for bad things. And just as many who are neither good nor bad, but a mixture of both.”
Brennen has slowed their pace, because he doesn’t want to taint the place he is leading them towards with talk of the evils of Beqanna, so he’d rather have this conversation before they get there. “Right now, Beqanna is pretty quiet. There are no big bad villians, at least none who have come out of the woodwork. But it never stays like this forever – times of quiet and times of chaos ebb and flow, much like I imagine it works other places.” What warnings can he give her about life here? So much of it is just the experience of how things work. “The fae are among those who are neutral – they do many good things for us, but it’s best to be cautious and polite if ever you run into a faerie. And while most of our great villians of the past have been defeated, there is a magician, Carnage; he comes and goes and when he’s around, it’s never good for the majority of us.”
He also appreciates smart people – and even thought her next words make him solemn, his grin fading away into a look of serious concentration, he can take a moment to silently appreciate that she is world-wise enough to know that nothing is all butterflies and rainbows. He sighs, staring deep into the shadows between the trees, and tries not to think too hard about atrocities. He has witnessed some quite personally. “There are bad people here in Beqanna, just like everywhere else. For every one of us who has magics they use for good purposes, there is someone who uses their powers for bad things. And just as many who are neither good nor bad, but a mixture of both.”
Brennen has slowed their pace, because he doesn’t want to taint the place he is leading them towards with talk of the evils of Beqanna, so he’d rather have this conversation before they get there. “Right now, Beqanna is pretty quiet. There are no big bad villians, at least none who have come out of the woodwork. But it never stays like this forever – times of quiet and times of chaos ebb and flow, much like I imagine it works other places.” What warnings can he give her about life here? So much of it is just the experience of how things work. “The fae are among those who are neutral – they do many good things for us, but it’s best to be cautious and polite if ever you run into a faerie. And while most of our great villians of the past have been defeated, there is a magician, Carnage; he comes and goes and when he’s around, it’s never good for the majority of us.”
hold me in this wild, wild world
and in your heat I feel how cold it can get
and in your heat I feel how cold it can get
BRENNEN