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Post by MapleEgg on Jul 7, 2017 11:28:42 GMT -6
An RP between Lord Caspian and his Kindling/Servile slave
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Setting/Plot : Beginning at the Cygnus house in the Sol District, with aims to take Umbra to receive his brand that was mandated in all of Aodh. Caspian is rather affronted by this but will follow his duties and try to make the painful situation as easy for Umbra as possible.
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Post order
Caspain ( @cordialcrow ) > Umbra ( @colder-than-stars )
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Post by MapleEgg on Jul 7, 2017 11:38:27 GMT -6
 Caspian of Cygnus | Lord | Aodh
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"To banish imperfection is to destroy expression, to check exertion, to paralyze vitality." - John Ruskin
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Caspian sighed, just the very idea made his soul twinge with disgust. The missive that had gone out read rather clear that ALL slave were to receive the mark of Aodh seared into their flesh. The very idea repulsed Caspian, the noble lord. Although he owned slaves and didn't mind the idea of slave, the thought of marking them forever as just that was cruel. If they left Aodh for any reason they'd always carry the mark of the servitude like a stain. It made it clear that those who did not carry the mark were of higher stature that those with it. Although the rung true enough in society they were all still horse flesh and none should be treated so poorly. Yet once more the feeling of slime rippled along his spine.
As he re-read the official message all his mind could find was the gentle face of his kindling slave Umbra. The companion child he had purchased to be friends with his young niece. How could he stand to let such a harsh pain be pressed upon the young horse. Sighing for what seemed the dozenth time, he could not avoid it any longer. He left the repulsive note on the table where he had begun to read it as the sounds of his hooves filled the hall, beginning his search for Umbra.
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Word Count: 226
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Post by Superior-Caesar on Jul 16, 2017 0:17:22 GMT -6
Umbra | Servile Slave | Aodh
Umbra was reading a book to Caspian's niece. It was just a cute little picture book and soon the filly was asleep. Umbra giggled softly. He stood, shaking off his small body. The colt pulled a blanket over his sleeping companion then wandered into the halls. He heard hoofsteps in the direction of the hall entrance. Umbra quietly trotted towards them.
He smiled as Lord Caspian crossed into his field of vision. "Hello! How are you today, Caspian?" He was brimming with happiness after recent events. He couldn't quite place why, but he was just ecstatic. It helped that he was completely unaware of events to come. Umbra had heard whispers about a branding order. But, he'd thought nothing of it. Rumors about what would happen to slaves were all over the place. A foal had no reason to worry about such things. He was content with his life. His home was magnificent and his owner was kind. He was out of the horrid place of his previous master who had simply wanted a machine to fight battles. Caspian was different. Umbra was certain the stallion would keep him safe above almost all else. That just seemed to be the stallion he was.
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