Son of a Red Eyed Ghost
They had left Ivar that afternoon in Loess. His daughter overjoyed at his acceptance of a task the king appointed him. How quickly power shifted though in the lands as just before they depart it is announced a child, Ivars daughter, would inherit the throne.
The news was to be expected but that left Loess vulnerable to the other kingdoms. He felt it was best he still act upon the king's request and travel to the farthest kingdom to ensure an alliance. It may be vital in the future...
The onyx and silver stallion bids farewell to his love and other daughter. The two girls had grown so much and soon they would be wanting freedom. He dreaded the very day he was no longer their rock. Embark was such a beautiful and kind girl. Deiti, more free spirited, so he worried more for the dark child. Also, the child's birthday mother's warnings still hung heavy in his mind. Spawn of Satan, is what his sister Dynast had dubbed the child at birth. Why, he had yet to come to know...
There journey was long. Their first day of travels brought them to the redwood forests. There they rested. When the sun had rose the next day, they set back out and my high sun they were looking across the channel that separated the kingdom islands from the main lands. His nares flared as he drew in the sulfur air. Thick locks of silver shielding the majority of his sights. Quick flicks upward of his muzzle brought his forelock to again rest out of view. His silver masked face dips to his daughter in slight concern. This had been the first time she has been let near the ocean. He decides perhaps it is best they do not cross, but call out to the residents of the small territory. His crystalline eyes look to Deiti, who matches his gaze with a smile. Clearing his voice he calls out an announcement of their arrival...
"We will wait here until someone answers our call. It is best when seeking favor with other kingdoms to not cross borders without permission. We do not know if they are friendly or hostile towards strangers," his reasoning clear to the dark girl. She simply nods in acknowledgement, blue eyes looking out across the waters.
Imperial