12-28-2018, 05:26 AM
Leilan
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
and the superstars sucked into the supermassive
and the superstars sucked into the supermassive
The trio had seemed wary at first, as anyone might coming to an unknown land, but his own opening jest seems to help them ease. Kagerus, it seems is the leader of this little group, judging by the way the younger stallions look to her. Litotes however, breaks the formalities enough that Leilan isn’t wholly upset by the idea of diplomatically dealing with them (in fact politics aren’t his forte, though he can at times comply or even have a sentence or two that is diplomatic enough for people to tolerate him). At ease in his icy environment and knowing Kagerus to be from Hyaline, which has been an ally of Nerine’s for a long time, he doesn’t doubt their goodwill, and so is quite relaxed.
Leilan also, has a deeply ingrained hate for titles, though when they call themselves mountains and puddled they receive a happy grin for their efforts (although why Kagerus doesn’t pick something a tiny bit fancier he doesn’t really know).
The inky-creamy stallion informs him he hasn’t tagged along to see his father it seems, as Leilan’s earlier proposal is dismissed. He nods then, no need to inquire further, and with a hint of green in his eyes listens to both young men asking about the leader of this isle, and then gives them an all-out grin. ”Leadership is undecided here, so you’ve come too early I am afraid. There have been four claimers to this Icy Isle, yours truly included.” He shrugs. ”Nerine of course, is the kingdom you need to be talking to, no matter the outcome here.” A small smile follows. “You’re in luck though. Two birds with one stone, if you ask me.”
Looking to Kagerus, he perks his ears as she starts her prepared speech, in the interest of not wasting time, she says. Is she thinking the Isle is not worth her attention because of the cold or is she saying she is bored? He does his best not to huff, thinking that an unnecessary addition to her little speech - there seems to be no way of making her stop, as if she’s repeated it over and over again in her head and wants rid of it. She seems to enjoy saying that the sanctuary is their quadrant, too. Smug - she seems to forget that there is a Mountain and some common lands in the world; one-fifth at most though to be honest, one-sixth might be even more appropriate. Or that in the end, Beqanna does as Beqanna will, and lands cannot be owned in that sense of the word. But that’s a philosophy distracting him from dealing with the (boring) politics and today he doesn’t need to upset anybody else more than usual.
So she gets a neutral expression; something else she said has caught his attention, and his eyes flash an undetermined mix of colours before resettling on blue, accompanied by a near-unnatural neutralcy to the tone of his voice. “I hope you’re able to keep your experiments to a minimum. The only other person I’ve heard using that word, would do it at the cost of others, so you’ll understand that it leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. And as you, Litotes and I know from personal experience, the fairies are already working towards a cure.” He shakes his head curtly in dismissal of his earlier tone and words. ”That detail aside, if your goals are the same as before I see no reason for the north to disrupt our peaceful co-existence from before. Nerine no longer specifically needs free passage through Hyaline as before, of course, but we still have no need for war. Though if you need your own army enlarged for whatever reason, don’t hesitate to ask. As long as it doesn’t endanger our own homes, we’ll do whatever we can; there’s always a volunteer.” Castile for one, since he has children in Hyaline. Himself if he doesn’t constantly have to look over his shoulder any more. Looking to the three of them, he seems to think for a moment before continuing. ”Does the sanctuary have any healers, perhaps? My niece struck a deal with her half-brother, but it would probably be better to not burden one healer with too many sick horses. I can’t speak from experience with healing, but it must be taxing. All magic comes with a price.”
Leilan also, has a deeply ingrained hate for titles, though when they call themselves mountains and puddled they receive a happy grin for their efforts (although why Kagerus doesn’t pick something a tiny bit fancier he doesn’t really know).
The inky-creamy stallion informs him he hasn’t tagged along to see his father it seems, as Leilan’s earlier proposal is dismissed. He nods then, no need to inquire further, and with a hint of green in his eyes listens to both young men asking about the leader of this isle, and then gives them an all-out grin. ”Leadership is undecided here, so you’ve come too early I am afraid. There have been four claimers to this Icy Isle, yours truly included.” He shrugs. ”Nerine of course, is the kingdom you need to be talking to, no matter the outcome here.” A small smile follows. “You’re in luck though. Two birds with one stone, if you ask me.”
Looking to Kagerus, he perks his ears as she starts her prepared speech, in the interest of not wasting time, she says. Is she thinking the Isle is not worth her attention because of the cold or is she saying she is bored? He does his best not to huff, thinking that an unnecessary addition to her little speech - there seems to be no way of making her stop, as if she’s repeated it over and over again in her head and wants rid of it. She seems to enjoy saying that the sanctuary is their quadrant, too. Smug - she seems to forget that there is a Mountain and some common lands in the world; one-fifth at most though to be honest, one-sixth might be even more appropriate. Or that in the end, Beqanna does as Beqanna will, and lands cannot be owned in that sense of the word. But that’s a philosophy distracting him from dealing with the (boring) politics and today he doesn’t need to upset anybody else more than usual.
So she gets a neutral expression; something else she said has caught his attention, and his eyes flash an undetermined mix of colours before resettling on blue, accompanied by a near-unnatural neutralcy to the tone of his voice. “I hope you’re able to keep your experiments to a minimum. The only other person I’ve heard using that word, would do it at the cost of others, so you’ll understand that it leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. And as you, Litotes and I know from personal experience, the fairies are already working towards a cure.” He shakes his head curtly in dismissal of his earlier tone and words. ”That detail aside, if your goals are the same as before I see no reason for the north to disrupt our peaceful co-existence from before. Nerine no longer specifically needs free passage through Hyaline as before, of course, but we still have no need for war. Though if you need your own army enlarged for whatever reason, don’t hesitate to ask. As long as it doesn’t endanger our own homes, we’ll do whatever we can; there’s always a volunteer.” Castile for one, since he has children in Hyaline. Himself if he doesn’t constantly have to look over his shoulder any more. Looking to the three of them, he seems to think for a moment before continuing. ”Does the sanctuary have any healers, perhaps? My niece struck a deal with her half-brother, but it would probably be better to not burden one healer with too many sick horses. I can’t speak from experience with healing, but it must be taxing. All magic comes with a price.”
you set my soul alight
@[litotes] @[Velk] @[Kagerus]
Two things I know I can make: pretty kids, and people mad.
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