Post by BlueUnicornJ13 on Oct 20, 2015 18:08:54 GMT -6
Old Acquaintances
Private RP between BlueUnicornJ13's Sven and nuklearbunnies' Ialdir
Setting: Year 1700(current times); one of the surrounding villages in the heart of Aquore that borders the Wilds
Private RP between BlueUnicornJ13's Sven and nuklearbunnies' Ialdir
Setting: Year 1700(current times); one of the surrounding villages in the heart of Aquore that borders the Wilds
It was a bright, sunny and rather hot day in the beautiful, tropics of Aquore. It was just past noon, so the heat was at its climax, causing many to seek the shelter of their homes or any other shady place they could rest from the relentless sun. A young, chestnut stallion, on the other hand, was traveling through one of the many small villages on the southern part of his homeland, having just finished performing at a small get-together. Of course, Sven would have rather been playing at some extravagant party with lots of guests to hear his talent, but money was money, and as a young horse on his own, he certainly needed it. Humming along a little tune, Sven meandered toward the edge of the tree-line near what Talorians called the Wilds. It was one of the most feared places in all of Aquore, and while Sven didn't venture deep into the jungle, he didn't see the harm in catching some shade from the large trees while he made his way toward Inaria, where he planned on spending a little time. Perhaps he'd play on a few street corners near the market for some extra change and visit one of the temple to Cascade as well.
Sven took a deep, calm breath of the afternoon air, enjoying the feeling of his independence and the warm air drifting around him in the small breeze. It had been three years since he had moved out of his home with his parents and siblings, but he still found himself relishing in his ability to make his own choices and not being tied down. That was part of the reason why he had become an entertainer after all: the freedom. "Oh it's great to be me~" Sven said quietly to himself, feeling his drums by his sides bump lightly against him with each step he took. His olive green eyes drifted to the sun, gauging when and where he would make a pit-stop and rest for the night. Maybe some kind family would take him in to sleep on their couch or something if he asked nicely. 'Maybe they'll even give me a little food. Now that would be a treat.' He thought, smirking to himself as he strolled casually along the edge of the dense forest.
Word Count: 415
Sven took a deep, calm breath of the afternoon air, enjoying the feeling of his independence and the warm air drifting around him in the small breeze. It had been three years since he had moved out of his home with his parents and siblings, but he still found himself relishing in his ability to make his own choices and not being tied down. That was part of the reason why he had become an entertainer after all: the freedom. "Oh it's great to be me~" Sven said quietly to himself, feeling his drums by his sides bump lightly against him with each step he took. His olive green eyes drifted to the sun, gauging when and where he would make a pit-stop and rest for the night. Maybe some kind family would take him in to sleep on their couch or something if he asked nicely. 'Maybe they'll even give me a little food. Now that would be a treat.' He thought, smirking to himself as he strolled casually along the edge of the dense forest.
Word Count: 415