03-30-2020, 01:07 PM
i feel
a bad moon rising
a bad moon rising
Lepis remains quiet for a time, first watching Lomasi for a reaction and then turning back to the wide expanse of the kingdom below her. The jagged canyons and the smooth hills, the glittering pools of the small springs and the distant shimmer of the realm’s larger lakes. The spring rains have aided in the greening of the place, and the faint smell of distant wildflowers reach them even here on the clifftop. The sky, a brilliant shade of blue, is full of clouds and stretches in a seemingly endless expanse. Lepis smiles, a deep feeling on contentment settling into her chest at the sight.
Lomasi’s reaction, the inability to breathe or speak, was gratifying, and the dun mare’s smile grows deeper as she turns back to the younger woman. The answer that she gives into her origins is received with clear curiosity. A herd within a territory, and led by Lomasi’s father. Compassionate too, it seemed, a habit only available to those with the power to give aid, so Lepis decides that perhaps that along with the comfortable size that Lomasi speaks of was also considerable strength. Good, she thinks, it is good that Lomasi has experience with a place large enough to offer aid, even if it was not a true kingdom like Loess.
"That sounds like a wonderful place," Lepis responds truthfully. Wonderful, and something quite like the Loess that she means to rebuild. "I have only recently regained the throne here," the monarch tells Lomasi, "and while Loess once boasted a powerful army and ties with many of the other nations, we find ourselves now starting fresh. I have need of diplomats and warriors both, and I don’t recall you mentioning a preference…" She trails off, referring to her earlier mention of both courses in the Field and her silnce now making it clear that she waits for Lomasi to elaborate on her experience or interest in either, so that Lepis best knows what to suggest. Work need not begin immediately, of course, she will give the other woman time to adjust to her new home, and what is required of her will be no more than whatever Lomasi wishes to give.
@[Lomasi]
Lomasi’s reaction, the inability to breathe or speak, was gratifying, and the dun mare’s smile grows deeper as she turns back to the younger woman. The answer that she gives into her origins is received with clear curiosity. A herd within a territory, and led by Lomasi’s father. Compassionate too, it seemed, a habit only available to those with the power to give aid, so Lepis decides that perhaps that along with the comfortable size that Lomasi speaks of was also considerable strength. Good, she thinks, it is good that Lomasi has experience with a place large enough to offer aid, even if it was not a true kingdom like Loess.
"That sounds like a wonderful place," Lepis responds truthfully. Wonderful, and something quite like the Loess that she means to rebuild. "I have only recently regained the throne here," the monarch tells Lomasi, "and while Loess once boasted a powerful army and ties with many of the other nations, we find ourselves now starting fresh. I have need of diplomats and warriors both, and I don’t recall you mentioning a preference…" She trails off, referring to her earlier mention of both courses in the Field and her silnce now making it clear that she waits for Lomasi to elaborate on her experience or interest in either, so that Lepis best knows what to suggest. Work need not begin immediately, of course, she will give the other woman time to adjust to her new home, and what is required of her will be no more than whatever Lomasi wishes to give.
@[Lomasi]
