01-05-2020, 02:03 PM
As Eurwen speaks, Neverwhere's gaze wanders, and she seems wholly inattentive but for a single ear that remains bent to the spotted mare. It's a brief history, and certainly does nothing to explain the disappearance of the inhabitants. She had not really expected that, though. Something must have happened, some exodus, some atrophy, between the last time Eurwen walked the northern kingdom and Neverwhere's arrival, and nobody left to comment on what that might have been except for Heartfire.
Heartfire, who is notoriously tight-lipped, she reminds herself, turning back to Eurwen when she has fallen silent again. Taiga's recent events? It had been easy to overhear snippets of a conversation not meant for her ears when the land was quiet and voices were carried by wind, or bounced off rock, but she really did not have a full understanding of what took place during those meetings between Heartfire and Lepis. If she ever had given the impression she knew more - and I most certainly have - it was a dangerous embellishment designed to provoke. And it had worked... sort of. Regardless of impressions given, it is no secret that there are grumblings at the border, and even she, though disinclined to be involved much in the politics of it, understands that the loss of Taiga would be problematic.
"Perhaps you shouldn't have ignored Taiga." She's been through it many times coming and going from the common lands, it's connection to Nerine is an important one in terms of access. The idea of it as a buffer against Loess, Tephra, Pangea, though, strikes her as ludicrous. "I don't know why Nerine thought trees would stop dragons."
She looks southwards towards the distant redwood groves and understands too well the desire to have a buffer from the outside world, from dragons and magicians and whatever other magical mostrosity lurks in the southern lands. Perhaps that had worked for a time, the little territory was left alone even when it was taken over, and Nerine did nothing. Was it any wonder Taiga would want something more as it clawed itself out of obscurity? As its residents made names for themselves?
"And now?"
Where do they go from here?
Heartfire, who is notoriously tight-lipped, she reminds herself, turning back to Eurwen when she has fallen silent again. Taiga's recent events? It had been easy to overhear snippets of a conversation not meant for her ears when the land was quiet and voices were carried by wind, or bounced off rock, but she really did not have a full understanding of what took place during those meetings between Heartfire and Lepis. If she ever had given the impression she knew more - and I most certainly have - it was a dangerous embellishment designed to provoke. And it had worked... sort of. Regardless of impressions given, it is no secret that there are grumblings at the border, and even she, though disinclined to be involved much in the politics of it, understands that the loss of Taiga would be problematic.
"Perhaps you shouldn't have ignored Taiga." She's been through it many times coming and going from the common lands, it's connection to Nerine is an important one in terms of access. The idea of it as a buffer against Loess, Tephra, Pangea, though, strikes her as ludicrous. "I don't know why Nerine thought trees would stop dragons."
She looks southwards towards the distant redwood groves and understands too well the desire to have a buffer from the outside world, from dragons and magicians and whatever other magical mostrosity lurks in the southern lands. Perhaps that had worked for a time, the little territory was left alone even when it was taken over, and Nerine did nothing. Was it any wonder Taiga would want something more as it clawed itself out of obscurity? As its residents made names for themselves?
"And now?"
Where do they go from here?
Neverwhere
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@[Eurwen] please enjoy illness-induced nonsense
