04-28-2023, 01:52 AM
Aodhán
ice and fire
All that is gold does not glitter; not all who wander are lost
Beqanna had never really been void of magic, though some individuals still were. There had always been something, somewhere; even after the Reckoning he’d been told people could petition the Mountain. Once it had been in the lands and nowadays it ran rampant in genetic lines, for better or worse.
And Aodhán… he’d been born without, cursed with a magical Plague first, then cured with fairy magic and it had left him… different. Young as he had been though, it was part of him for far longer now, than the period before.
The young mare in the back seems to almost roll her eyes when the flower of course isn’t just a flower. Aodhán would have sympathised with her statement more, or linger anyway, if he hadn’t been completely baffled by the words she speaks next: everything is gone, the lands changed. ”Again?” he sighs, a little dismayed. He doesn’t just mean the lands changing, though. ”I’ve spent time as a rock before. Wasn’t the best experience waking up, either.” He sighs.
The spotted knabstrup-hybrid smiles a little at the both of them. At least he didn’t get eaten by a mountain goat. And they looked friendly enough. ”I’m Aodhán,” he responds in kind, pronouncing his name as Aeyan like his parents had. ”I’d love to get to know these new lands, and wouldn’t mind the company if it’s all the same to you.” he agrees. Not that he would entirely want to cling to them and be their obvious third wheel, but it was better to have friends wherever one went, even if he did have technically the power to become a volcano and swallow anyone who threatened him.
And Aodhán… he’d been born without, cursed with a magical Plague first, then cured with fairy magic and it had left him… different. Young as he had been though, it was part of him for far longer now, than the period before.
The young mare in the back seems to almost roll her eyes when the flower of course isn’t just a flower. Aodhán would have sympathised with her statement more, or linger anyway, if he hadn’t been completely baffled by the words she speaks next: everything is gone, the lands changed. ”Again?” he sighs, a little dismayed. He doesn’t just mean the lands changing, though. ”I’ve spent time as a rock before. Wasn’t the best experience waking up, either.” He sighs.
The spotted knabstrup-hybrid smiles a little at the both of them. At least he didn’t get eaten by a mountain goat. And they looked friendly enough. ”I’m Aodhán,” he responds in kind, pronouncing his name as Aeyan like his parents had. ”I’d love to get to know these new lands, and wouldn’t mind the company if it’s all the same to you.” he agrees. Not that he would entirely want to cling to them and be their obvious third wheel, but it was better to have friends wherever one went, even if he did have technically the power to become a volcano and swallow anyone who threatened him.
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