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give me hope in the darkness; any - Brennen - 01-07-2019 so give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light 'cause oh that gave me such a fright Nerine is not Ischia. Ischia had not been the Tundra, but eventually he had grown used to it. Even come, in the end, to love it. Brennen assumes that someday, he will come to find something to love in Nerine as well. Something beyond what it already holds for him – his family. He’s still somewhat amazed that Galilee had let him walk away from Ischia with Qaen and Martin in tow, but he knows she did not recover from Khaeli’s death as well as he seems to have. Not that he has recovered, not really, but he’s had more practice in loss. Or perhaps she just knows the safest place for their sons was with Brennen, and that Brennen felt compelled to follow his best friend and their miracle child to Nerine. Salty winter wind whips upwards along the cliffs, tangling knots into his dark mane. The green parrot burrowed into his wild hair chirrups in grump protest and Brennen flicks an ear back to his avian companion, listening. He’s tried several times to take his friend back home, but he has refused – the last trip he actually brought a lady friend back with them, though Brennen has since settled the lady parrot into a cave to keep warm. She wasn’t as keen to ride out with the magician in the elements as this one. Still, he steps back from the cliff and looks inward, his amber eyes unusually dark with worry. So far few of their people are sick, but it feels like a bomb waiting to happen, and he doesn’t like it. Nor does he like the unsettled Icicle Isle on their borders; he thinks perhaps it might be time to pay a visit and ensure a friendly takeover there with something more than words. But, he’d told himself he’d let Leilan handle it, so he is trying to avoid stepping in unless absolutely necessary. It’s not necessary. Yet. But he’s not calm, the plague on the horizon too much to let him truly relax. but I will hold as long as you like just promise me we'll be alright BrenneN Anyone who wants to chat with Bren. Tagging some ideas for funsies. @[Scorch] @[Breckin] @[Qaen] RE: give me hope in the darkness; any - Heartfire - 01-08-2019 She's got the devil's eyes So often unrest rules these lands, feeding strife and temper and war. She’s seen too much of it, knows it’s outcomes too well. And though this plague is unlike anything they have seen before, it is a scene far too familiar. At least for one with a sight as far reaching as hers. and they'll cut you like a weapon Heartfire RE: give me hope in the darkness; any - Brennen - 01-14-2019 SO GIVE ME HOPE IN THE DARKNESS THAT I WILL SEE THE LIGHT 'CAUSE OH THAT GAVE ME SUCH A FRIGHT She isn’t someone he was looking for, but he wasn’t really looking to speak to anyone in particular, anyway. The pair of them – Brennen, and the parrot – watch her approach with a kind of patient curiosity. He doesn’t really move, though he shifts to mirror her movements as she approaches. They’ve moved around each other, near each other, sometimes even collided in moments, but it’s true that they’ve never really had a chance to interact by themselves. But she’s Scorch’s, and Scorch…well…he’s not sure what he is to Scorch anymore, but he’ll protect her family like he protects his own. He frowns, though, just slightly, because she’s pinging against the magic net he’s cast to keep an eye on his extended family and not in a way that says ‘Scorch’s grandchild’. Or, anyway, not just ‘Scorch’s grandchild’. As it turns out, Heartfire was already Brennen’s. He remembers Cy – they’d gotten along well enough that they’d come back together three times, but he’d never met Heartfire’s grandmother, even though Cy had left him the twins to raise. His strange little Grye is Heartfire’s uncle of all things. “I’d like that too,” he agrees, and after a moment’s hesitation he adds, “great-granddaughter.” A little quirk of a half-smile, which is as honest an expression as most out of Brennen, because you’re better off learning to read the expressions in the bay stallion’s eyes than relying on the expression he pastes on his face. He’s curious about her, about her life, but he figures he’ll wait quietly first to make sure that she recovers if the family connection throws her for a loop. He was surprised, himself, but he’s used to recovering from those sorts of surprises by now; his family isn’t small, and it’s been way easier to find them with the magic than before. BUT I WILL HOLD AS LONG AS YOU LIKE JUST PROMISE ME WE'LL BE ALRIGHT Brennen @[Heartfire] RE: give me hope in the darkness; any - Heartfire - 01-24-2019 She's got the devil's eyes It is a very rare few who have any awareness of the more extended reaches of their family. Even her own knowledge grows hazy beyond a certain reach. But she had learned some time ago of the familial connection, though it grows more distant with each generation. If she is surprised, it is only in that he too is aware of it. After all, a man with a family as far flung and extended as his could hardly be expected to keep track, especially given the generations that separate them. and they'll cut you like a weapon Heartfire |