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Post by moonlightwalk on Apr 15, 2016 4:14:10 GMT -6
Summery
Though Breim horses are interesting, those from outside Breim are even more so.
When Cecillia discovers your character has seen more than Sirith, she is more than eager to find out all she can.
Participating characters
Pagan and Cecillia
Cecillia | Royal familyCecillia wandered through the streets of Nariah, Aiko in tow. The dog was proving to be a great help, warning her in time with a bark or two if she was about to run into something. As such she had grown more bold in her walking pace, less concerned with hurting herself. Aiko wasn't really pleased with this, seeing it only meant more surveillance work on his part, but begrudgingly accepted the foal's excitement. Cecillia hummed as she walked, trying to keep herself from becoming bored. Aiko was nice, but didn't exactly provide conversation for her, a thing she relished in. The streets seemed buzzy as ever, the hustling and bustling of horses going about their work filling the filly's ears. Said ears twitched excitedly as she tried to find anyone willing to entertain her. She heard the scraping of rock, knowing one artist or another was at work. The artists were often interesting horses, but she could often not really appreciate their works, seeing how she lacked the ability to see them. The occasional one had stuff she could feel, but even so it was not very exciting. The ones she really could appreciate were the ones who created poetry or music, their words and rhythm speaking to her. Sadly they were not in this part of the city, so she trudged on. |
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Post by PaganStars on Apr 17, 2016 1:25:04 GMT -6
Pagan | Serora, Ambassador (Briem)
Confound Nariah and it's confusing roads! Pagan huffed in patiently as he tried to study his map oh so graciously given to him by the guides of the blasted city. Even with it he still managed to find himself lost! Damn these tight spaces as well! He thought has he pulled his beige wings tighter against his body, people bugging into them with ever two seconds. He tried his best to make himself as small as possible, but that was hard to two goddamn long wings attached to his shoulders! "Why did I let Abram convince me to come here, Talori seemed the better option even if they had killed me! at least i could spread my wings" he muttered to himself, his glasses slipping down his face slightly as he studied the map with a closure eye. He huffed "I guess that is an upside, don't need my glasses as much, haha..." he laughed softly before dropping his map entirely "Damn, now I'm talking to myself!"
With a shake of his head, Pagan carefully folded the map and tucked away in his satchel, glancing around and stretching out a wing quickly. He swore he had looked around for anyone before stretching them, but here he was as the strong appendage knocked into the unsuspecting girl. Pagan jumped, his mouth pulling back in shock and surprise "oh dear! I am so terribly sorry young lady," He quickly turned around, folding his aching wing back against his body. He quickly glanced over the small foal, gasping softly in shock as he recognized her as a member of the royal family "oh, my dear! Are you hurt? I was only trying to stretch my wing, not a very good first impression now is that!" Pagan tried to laugh it off, his face showing that of utter embarrassment. He was a ambassador and the first thing he did to a member of the royal family was slam a wing in their face?!??! He could feel his brother's rage even now.
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Post by moonlightwalk on Apr 28, 2016 10:54:08 GMT -6
Cecillia | Royal family
Cecillia was startled as something hit her, making her stumble a bit. Long used to tripping, she managed to catch herself. Aiko was less than pleased and turned to bark at the stranger who started to apologize to his horse. "Ah, Aiko, don't do that," the filly muttered, hearing the male's apology as well. She turned into the general direction of the voice, offering him a smile. "It's all right, Sir. I have ran into my fair share of horses myself. I would not judge." She chuckled quietly as Aiko quietened down. The dog seemed to glare at the stallion, apparently not as forgiving as the filly was, and walked over to sit next to her with all the flare of theatre actor.
"But let me introduce myself. My name is Cecillia," She dipped her head in greeting. "May I inquire your name?" She looked hopefully at him. Perhaps the gods had sent him on her path to elevate her boredom on this particular day. Normally she didn't need to walk the streets quite so long to find someone to talk to and she hoped perhaps that meant that her wait would be rewarded by talking to an extra interesting individual.
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Post by PaganStars on May 12, 2016 21:09:58 GMT -6
Pagan stepped back from the dog, wary of them because of his brother. He licked his lips and visibly relaxed when it walked off rather roughly. Pagan turned his attention to the now speaking filly, looking her over and trying to recall her name. He had spent time writing down the royal families tree when he had first arrived in Briem but hadn't actually had time to study it, far too interested in everything else that happened in the caverns of Nariah.
Pagan began to bow his head slightly to the filly as she introduced herself as Cecilla but stopped when his gaze shifted over her eyes. He expected to meet her gaze, but found that it was little more than white, with a slight colour tint of where her iris should be. Oh, Pagan though, the poor dear must be blind! and here I am practically shoving my feathers up her nose! Pagan shook his head to loosen his thoughts, Cecilla's question having his ears perk up. Pagan couldn't help but smile, and continue his bow "My name is Pagan. I am from Serora, acting as ambassador between our two herds," he said proudly, lifting his head back up "I must say that Nariah is quite a sight to behold, and look forward to brokering a greater friendship between Serora and Breim!" he finished, receiting the words he had memorized before traveling to the capital of Breim.
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Post by moonlightwalk on Jun 16, 2016 4:14:26 GMT -6
Cecillia's ears instantly perked up at the mention of another herd. She of course had heard of the horses representing other herds, being taught about it in her lessons, but she had never met one for herself. She remembered being told to treat them with both caution and respect as they were important for the Breim's relations with the other herds. Caution was in order since they were still from outside and well, anyone not from her herd she had be told to be careful about. Cecillia herself however did not quite grasp nor agree with that idea. How was one to show respect and make one feel welcome to their herd if she was to treat them with such invisible barrier between them? Was trust not the base of any good relationship? It never quite seemed logical to her. Maybe she should need to ask again now she actually met an ambassador. One from Serora no less. It was the herd they had the strongest bond with and the one that harboured the pegasi that helped their horses long ago. "Pleased to make your acquittance, Sir Pagan. I am glad you are enjoying the sight of our herd and I as well hope the friendship between our herds may grow with your presence here."
The shiba cross let out a quiet huff from beside his horse's legs. He didn't feel for all these friendly nonsense. Cecillia's ear flicked sideways, worried her companion's behaviour might insult Pagan. "Please excuse Aiko, he isn't much of a... Well, he's just a diva." She chuckled, knowing Shiba was looking at her insulted right now. She didn't need to see to know he didn't like being called on his behaviour.
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