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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    Ice, forged in fire - Isilya&diplomats
    #6

    There’s a warm sense of love for her fellow herd mates that washes over Isilya when they join her - both Saint and Maleficar earn a shiny smile as they settle in and make a united front with her. She feels comforted by the presence of the dragon at her back and the champion by her side. Although Maleficar wears a young face, Isilya knows it is he who she would turn to if she were ever in trouble.

    Her smile only fades once, when Leilan mentions he is glad to see Tephra is doing well. Was there any doubt? The kingdom has been flourishing within the borders and no troubles have been brought before Isilya. But she pushes these worries away - if Tephra is shrouded in mystery simply because it causes no trouble with the other lands that is a good thing.

    “I’ve never been very good at guessing games, unfortunately.” Isilya says this with a light laugh, gentle as a breeze. It’s actually very mysterious to her why Leilan of the North would arrive here. Perhaps if she had time to give it some thought she would riddle things out, but it would be very rude to do so when she is with company - right?

    She’s been practicing her diplomat voice while negotiating between flowers over patches of sunlight and that combined with the strength of fellow Tephrans by her side is all she really needs to keep going. That smile is ever-present - for company is always a delight, even if they are shrouded in mystery. “I’ve found politics to be quite intertwined with discovering what someone is like, though. So I am sure we will get to know each other just wonderfully as we discuss… whatever it is you wish to.” She falters a little at the end, sparing a glance towards Saint and Maleficar quickly to see whether or not they approved of this reaction.

    After all, if they were to switch to a different means of getting to know one another Isilya would spend the next day quizzing everyone on their favourite flower, and then growing meadows of it for them as they chatted about the bees. She is learning, though, that what she wishes to know about others does not necessarily line up with an ordinary view of conversations, and it feels silly to start quizzing someone so clearly here for a purpose.


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