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Out with the golden we sew // Baltas, any - Kagerus - 05-02-2018 I don't mean to manipulate him with my words, but I am also not sorry that my genuine love for Hyaline came through enough to change his mind about where he ought to be in life right now. Politics and warfare may be avoided when the worst comes to pass - but perhaps he can understand that in Hyaline, they are not exactly the way that he may have experienced in the past. A gush of excited and thrilled laughter comes from my lips when he replies with of course I'll help, forward and blunt and without any hesitation. When the giddiness subsides, a moment of doubt passes my mind - what if he is a spy? But no, when I look again, there's a trustworthiness in those deep brown eyes that is undeniable. The unease passes, and is replaced by a confusion at his words. A rider? Curious, but I do not dwell on it, figuring it is a term from his Elsewhere. "The fact that you come with experience at all is a leg up, Baltas, because many in Beqanna have none at all." I glance to the setting sun which casts the snow in an array of colours before turning back to the white stallion once more. "But we'd better get going if we want to make it home on time." There, I'd said it: home. Smiling, I step forward and beckon him to follow with a soft press of my dark muzzle to his impossibly white fur. The field quickly falls behind us as we travel at an easy lope, and at other times, a walk. But the rest of the journey takes quite a longer time, and when we arrive at the foothills that mark the border of Hyaline, the last light of day shines sleepily behind us. "I'm sorry to have made you travel so far," I say, warm mist clouding around my snout; but I'm smiling too, clearly not sorry at all. "But this is Hyaline! You can see the mountains from here, and the lake is tucked just around the bend of that first one." I pause in case he has something else to say, and then pick up the thread one last time. "There are many others who call Hyaline home, and perhaps they shall come out to meet its newest member." -- @[Baltas] OOC - welcome to Hyaline! Feel free to post another 'open' post like you did in the field, but now based in Hyaline! There are lots of other players who want their characters to interact with yours! RE: Out with the golden we sew // Baltas, any - Ilma - 05-04-2018 I hope that you catch me, ‘cause I’m already falling Ilma don't let the fear of @[Baltas] @[Kagerus] Edit: fixed his breed, my mistake^.^ RE: Out with the golden we sew // Baltas, any - Baltas - 05-04-2018 Any doubt that Baltas held fades at Kagerus's delighted laughter. Her enthusiasm is contagious, and Baltas finds himself quite excited to join Hyaline. He sees a flash of confusion in her eyes when he mentions a rider, but he isn't really surprised. He knows that there are no humans in Beqanna, has known that since he came here. When Kagerus says the word home, Baltas nearly shivers with joy. The light of the setting sun makes everything look so pretty, which only makes him even more happy. It's a long way to Hyaline, and when they arrive it's nearly dark, but Baltas can't care less, even as the warmth from the sun fades away and it becomes even colder than before. They're only at the border, but Baltas can already see Hyaline's mountains, and they are so beautiful. Soon another mare approaches - a white Andalusian. And she has... wings. Huh. I guess that's another part of Beqanna I'll have to get used to. "Hello," he says, giving her a respectful nod. "I'm Baltas. What's your name?" @[Kagerus] @[Ilma] OOC: Baltas is a Lipizzan not an Arabian RE: Out with the golden we sew // Baltas, any - Kagerus - 05-06-2018 Before long, a familiar soul approaches myself and my new recruit. I see her before she whinnies, the rising moonlight completely revealing her alabaster figure. I glance to Baltas to gauge his reaction to her extra appendages, and am pleased to see that despite a slight raise of his brow, he takes the oddity in stride. Well, good; there were many many more magical oddities stranger than wings that he’d have to become adjusted to. Speaking of which... As he’s greeting her in his courteous and masculine tone (a tone which I am proud of Ilma for bearing after her trauma), the horn I’d dreamt rematerializes on my skull. It is thin and black, almost unnoticeable I’m the darkness - but I trust Baltas to be perceptive enough to see it anyway. That’s why I recruited him, after all. Turning to the Ambassador with a smile, I step forward and gently press my nose to hers in an exchange of breath and good faith. Though things have been tense between us, what with my being in love with the queen but also affectionate with the queen’s brother and so on, I still cherish our friendship. Two years ago now I brought Ilma to this land; and though there had been suffering on these mountaintops for her, she has also thrived and grown. Stepping back, I glance between white horses - hopefully the second will be as prosperous as the first. “Baltas, this is Ilma. She is Hyaline’s Ambassadoe, Head of diplomacy; if you are interested in using your wits to better this kingdom, that caste may too be good for you. You’re allowed to be in more than one,” I finish with a smile. He comes from Elsewhere, and deserves a thorough explanation of Beqanna’s inner workings. Lastly, I turn oncemore to Ilma. “I was just about to show Baltas the lake - I’d love for you to join us.” RE: Out with the golden we sew // Baltas, any - Ilma - 05-06-2018 I hope that you catch me, ‘cause I’m already falling Ilma don't let the fear of RE: Out with the golden we sew // Baltas, any - Baltas - 05-07-2018 Baltas can tell that Ilma is nervous at first, but the white mare calms when Kagerus touches noses with her. Surely it couldn't be shyness - she's the Ambassador, after all. But he sets that curiosity aside for now, choosing instead to focus on whatever is on Kagerus's head. It's hard to see in the darkness, but Baltas is fairly sure it's a horn. He is also sure that it wasn't there when he met Kagerus. Small though the feature may be, it surprises the Lippizan more than Ilma's wings because of the way it materialized out of thin air. "I would rather be in just one caste by now, until I get used to everything," Baltas says, returning Ilma's smile. "Would I be allowed to join a second caste later on?" As they walk to the lake, Ilma brings up the topic of magic, and he is eager to find out more. "I just came to Beqanna, actually. She hasn't told me about the magic yet. It's amazing, isn't it?" He smiles at Ilma, glad that she is so friendly. "I was actually wondering about Kagerus's horn. I'm sure it wasn't there when I first met her, but I just noticed that it's there now. Is that a special kind of magic, or is making things like horns and wings appear and disappear something all horses can do?" RE: Out with the golden we sew // Baltas, any - Kagerus - 05-08-2018 Ilma picks up the fine threads of the conversation where I'd deftly left them for her, further explaining the caste system and how it is open and free to interpretation. A gentle smile colours my expression as I listen to her lilting tones, lifting my nose to smell the first of the winter breezes drifting past us. The snow below has gotten thicker since we are much more north in Beqanna now, but our thick coats are well adjusted for the weather, and Baltas shows no sign of being cold. "One caste is absolutely fine, Baltas, and you may tell either of us which one you prefer." I smile softly. "And of course you may join a second caste whenever you feel that you have your wits about you." Before long, the angelic white mare is going on to talk about magic, and I look back to the two alabaster figures rather sheepishly. Ah, well, I'll have some questions to answer. And they come rather swiftly from the perceptive Baltas, leaving me smiling into the darkness. I thought I'd fooled him! Ah, a shame. But really, it's a good segue into the intricate, tangled ways of Beqanna's magic. There's lots for the stallion to learn, and it's best he start doing so now. "I hope you don't mind the small deception, Baltas," I begin in a cheerful tone, pressing my nose to his shoulder as we walk in way of small apology. "But no, to answer your question, not every horse can make things materialize. I happen to be able to manipulate dreams - and so if I dream my horn away, it will vanish in real life for a few hours. I can summon things too, like wings." And life, I want to add - but that might be a little too advanced for tonight's conversation. "Beqanna is our source of magic - She is alive, though most of the time you can only tell by the magic you see in others. There are many, many kinds of magics - and it is best to try to accept that early on. Solace, our queen, has light beam emission; the queen of Nerine, Hestia, has and exoskeleton and wings made of fire; I have met witches, and demons, and mages." I pause for a breath, continuing thoughtfully. "And truth be told, I was born with only immortality - Beqanna is keen to give those willing to prove themselves magics beyond compare. You needn't feel excluded or any of that. Many horses go without magic - but if you are ever interested, there will be many times when you will be able to prove yourself worthy of it, should you choose to." Quieting after this long spiel, I look over Baltas' shoulder to Ilma, wondering if she has anything more to add. The lake is quickly approaching, and as the clouds part, moonlight strikes my skin: and suddenly, I am covered head to toe in shimmering clouded-leopard spots. Right - there's that about me, too. @[Ilma] RE: Out with the golden we sew // Baltas, any - Ilma - 05-10-2018 I hope that you catch me, cause I’m already falling Ilma don't let the fear of @[Baltas] Sorry it took so long! You’re welcome to start or enter multiple other threads if you want in the meantime - there’s also Kingdom meeting thread you should probably post one or two sentences in RE: Out with the golden we sew // Baltas, any - Baltas - 05-14-2018 As they approach the lake, Baltas takes a moment to absorb the information Kagerus is giving him. "Is there any limit on what magic can do? Are there things magic cannot accomplish?" he asks, trying not to let his thoughts jump to all the worst things magic in this land could do. It doesn't work. Vision damage from a bright light, burns, nightmares... Baltas' eyes have never been seriously hurt by the sun, but he knows from bright summer days that having light shine into his eyes is extremely uncomfortable. It's not hard to imagine how light magic could cause harm. He shivers a little, partly from the cold, partly from the beauty of the lake, and partly from the thought of what magic could do. The magic here can be a good thing, too, Baltas reminds himself. Not everyone is out to use their powers to do harm. The thought helps to reassure him, but some worry still remains. "And if it's all right, I'd like to be in just the war caste for now." Perhaps he will join the diplomatic caste later, or even leave the war caste for it, but right now, he feels that he does not know enough about this world to be in the diplomatic caste yet. @[Kagerus] Sorry I took so long! RE: Out with the golden we sew // Baltas, any - Kagerus - 05-15-2018 "There are some limits, yes, but nothing strictly defined. It comes down to the extent to which your power can go, but magicians are often limited by Beqanna herself. It's hard to explain, I'm sorry." I smile at the stallion easily, hoping that he'll forgive me for my less than satisfactory answer. But it is the truth, to be sure; if I knew any better, I would never withhold that information from one as forthcoming as Baltas. Catching the sight of the man shivering in my peripheral vision, I can't help but to shudder myself. My eyes go up towards the nighttime stars, and to the moon which so illuminates my leopard-marred figure. Sometimes it would be simpler without magic, I find myself wanting to say; but I resist the urge, knowing that it would do no good. Ilma speaks prophetically of the lake, and I turn a pleasant, friendly eye her way, before settling to gaze upon the lake with my own heartfelt admiration. "And a good sight it is." Perking an ear, I listen as Baltas requests a single caste to belong to, and I nod evenly. "Sounds excellent Baltas - Hyaline will be massively grateful to you for becoming one of our first warriors. In these trying times, such support will not go unnoticed by myself and Queen Solace." My smile snags a bit, and I find myself speaking more, almost without thinking. "Speaking of my mate, I must be returning to her; she is with child, or rather, with children - twins, as it were - and night has now fallen. I hope you will excuse me." Stepping forward, I press a touch first to Ilma, and then to Baltas. "It will be a pleasure to see you around Hyaline, sir; make yourself at home, meet anyone who you please, and if you are feeling so brave, you may even challenge a warrior from Sylva or else mock with any of the other kingdoms, to keep up your wits." I wink, jesting with the last phrase, but otherwise serious. Stagnation is not why I recruited him - but I am beyond certain that the keen stallion understands this, too. Nodding my horned head, I step back, and turn to go and find my beautiful lover. @[Ilma]@[Baltas] I'm closing the thread! Sunflower, you can post Baltas to any "open/any" thread here in Hyaline, or else start another new thread and someone will post to you here! <333 |