01-07-2019, 08:35 AM
Magnus' smiling is telling.
Exactly what it says, Ivar is unsure, but he feels no instinctive urge to drive the golden stallion away, and instead settles his weight more evenly in the dawn-cool sand. The kelpie doesn't quite smile in return, but the curiosity in his tone has shifted to his expression as well. Tilting his sapphire head, the golden-eyed creature listens as the leader of Tephra introduces himself. Ivar is content to let the silence after this announcement stretch indefinitely, but Magnus breaks it with a proposition.
It's to be politics, then, and a good thing Ivar had not driven him away without a word.
Ischia has sent no envoys to other lands. They never will, at least not under Ivar's command, because the scaled kelpie has little interest in such things. He'd wanted Karat, partially for her willingness to deal with such things, but the purple mare had slipped from between his fingers.
Since he's not yet been able to retrieve her, this situation is of his own making, and he knows he must deal with it. Well, that or kill Magnus and style himself king of the East, taking Karat back by force. It's an appealing idea, for the moment that it lasts, but the kelpie has no true interest in it. He's satisfied with what he has, after all, and sloth has always been one of his more powerful personality traits.
"It might be," he agrees aloud. "Did you have something particular in mind?" For all his preference for the open sea, Ivar is not unfamiliar with the minutiae of alliances and treaties. It is his familiarity - and of course, his instinctive drive for something different - that makes him less than fond. "If it matters, the envoys from the East already offered an alliance." He says this as if to be helpful, but doesn't mention if he'd accepted the offer.
@[Magnus]
Exactly what it says, Ivar is unsure, but he feels no instinctive urge to drive the golden stallion away, and instead settles his weight more evenly in the dawn-cool sand. The kelpie doesn't quite smile in return, but the curiosity in his tone has shifted to his expression as well. Tilting his sapphire head, the golden-eyed creature listens as the leader of Tephra introduces himself. Ivar is content to let the silence after this announcement stretch indefinitely, but Magnus breaks it with a proposition.
It's to be politics, then, and a good thing Ivar had not driven him away without a word.
Ischia has sent no envoys to other lands. They never will, at least not under Ivar's command, because the scaled kelpie has little interest in such things. He'd wanted Karat, partially for her willingness to deal with such things, but the purple mare had slipped from between his fingers.
Since he's not yet been able to retrieve her, this situation is of his own making, and he knows he must deal with it. Well, that or kill Magnus and style himself king of the East, taking Karat back by force. It's an appealing idea, for the moment that it lasts, but the kelpie has no true interest in it. He's satisfied with what he has, after all, and sloth has always been one of his more powerful personality traits.
"It might be," he agrees aloud. "Did you have something particular in mind?" For all his preference for the open sea, Ivar is not unfamiliar with the minutiae of alliances and treaties. It is his familiarity - and of course, his instinctive drive for something different - that makes him less than fond. "If it matters, the envoys from the East already offered an alliance." He says this as if to be helpful, but doesn't mention if he'd accepted the offer.
@[Magnus]