[open] out of the dark [any]

[Nashua]

stars when you shine, you know how i feel
oh freedom is mine

Nashua has been on the Isle for nearly two years now. Most of the faces of the residents are well-known to him. And the Freyr, perhaps the most notable, is as close to Nash as family. His mentor has taught the young pegasus much of what he knows and it usually presents itself in his quick, bold smile. He's been told about Jesper but the chestnut stallion has never formally met the fox-shifter before.

Most Northerners know about @[Jesper], though. His theft from the North had been whispered about from the Isle to Nerine and even made it to the forest of Taiga.

An unseasonably warm spring day finds the striped stallion on the southern edge of Leilan's kingdom. The winds are mild and it strikes a thought in Nash's mind to journey further south. Perhaps it was time for a trip. Tephra, perhaps? It's been years since he had last seen the volcano. Icshia and its tropical beaches strikes something in his venturing heart. This past winter and spring have been the longest that Nashua has stayed in one place. Save for an occasional visit to the Taiga with Yan and his mother, the winged stallion has kept mostly to himself.

He, like many others, had struggled with the fires and consequences that blazed across Beqanna that winter.

Leilan's young lieutenant finds the dark stallion sunbathing and the sight marks the start of a smile on his pale lips. The warmest part of the year would be here and then gone, he knows. Just like an Islander to know this as well and take advantage of the pleasant weather while it remained. "Jesper?" Lilliana's son asks while coming to a stop not far from the Skald. When the other stallion has had a moment to open his eyes, the pegasus says, "Leilan thought it was time we met. I'm Nashua."

NASHUA

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