Plot 002: Fire’s Favor

After a long and tiring journey to the city of Valore, Alyman and his small group made out of two unicorns, an Iron Hoof and Aodh Emissary, had finally reached their destination. The city had looked large from a distance, but now that the tiny group was standing at the gates, the huge percheron realized it wasn't large - it was enormous, and even he felt small against the tall structures. He didn't like it; the expansive sky was the only thing meant to make him feel this way, not artificial buildings built on the backs of slaves.

"This is no way to live. These big buildings obscure the horizon, destroying the once beautiful land that was here..." He thought to himself, grumbling. His turquoise eyes swpet over landscape surrounding the gated city, noting that despite the urbanization, there were plentiful farms decorating its outskirts. Yes... farms with bountiful food, for Kaia was kind to the land here, and Ignacio's sun didn't burn quite so brutally.

Alyman's nostrils flared at the thought.

The chevaliers that had greeted the group had returned to their stations, promising that a welcome party would soon arrive. This aggravated the impatient stallion, and he could not help but think his own herd would never be so insulting as to make guests wait. "We travelled all this way, and they still are not ready to meet us?" He groused, stomping a hoof. It made the ground shudder, and the Chevaliers posted nearby looked at him sidelong, nervous. "They've had two weeks. This is preposterous."

Salvatore | Iron Hoof

Valore. Valore. Valore. The red unicorn was practically trembling with excitement. Forget how long the journey took them - as an Iron Hoof he'd been on far more long and stressful missions, as did Alyman, but he had never been to a city so grand. It was true; Salvatore had ventured nearly everywhere in Hireath, yet somehow this was his first time stepping foot on the stone tiled ground of Valore. His father was born and lived here as a noble for many years, and this was where he had rescued his mother. Oh Alya... his mother. It had been years since she went missing, to never be seen again. They say she had been kidnapped by slave traders, but after all this time and given Simeon's audacity (whom he got his own from), that mare could be anywhere. And the same went for his father... could it be possible they both were hiding behind Aodh's great walls? Them being here was a hope that lingered in the back of Salvatore's brain, and it was highly unlikely he'd see them anyway, but that wasn't why he was here, so he left that thought to be an internal one.

Though Alyman clearly disapproved, the unicorn couldn't help gawking at the city's impressive architecture and design. There was no telling he adored his homeland and how well it preserved the natural beauty of it, but he could easily admit: "Damn impressive." He squinted as the sun beamed into his eyes while he examined at the city's skyline; his cougar Tulum hopped off his sweaty back to sit contently between his front hooves. Salvatore twitched as his guide spoke, wondering how he could be so sour. He simply gave a roll of his eyes and an understanding smirk with a nod - it was true, their arrival was expected, but Salvatore was patient. He gave a nod in agreement as Iscah spoke. "They'd better get here soon," he urged. "I'm sure they'd allow us to celebrate with them." He gave a wink as he looked back toward the gate. He was trying to be lighthearted about the situation, but his heart began to sink as he looked beyond at the overwhelming sight of... well, no one.

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