10-24-2015, 10:17 PM
If there is anything Hurricane is good at, it is recognizing the truth of another. For one who prizes honesty over nearly all other things (even to the point of being bluntly rude), this is unsurprising. It is quite likely a product of having lived so long. But whatever the reason, he is rarely wrong in his assumptions about what makes one tick. In the case of the black stallion before him, that would be personal gain.
So it is not unexpected when the other stallion asks after what rewards might await him.
”In return for your hard work, you will be offered promotions. Opportunities. These can be rewarded with certain traits.” He shuffles his wings slightly to emphasize his point, to demonstrate what he might expect. ”Advantages, if you will.”
He is unashamed to have tailored his words into something that would entice Solomyr. Everything he has said is the perfect truth after all. Of course, it is also true that, in all likelihood, the Tundra and Gates could offer the newcomer much the same things (though quite frankly, the Tundra has more than a few open positions Solomyr could rise into). There are a few key differences, however. One is that the Tundra has so very few women or children to care for and protect. The other is the independence provided to and expected of its members. The Brotherhood is not about to start coddling anybody. One that could not handle such independence (and even occasional isolation) would not last long in the Tundra. And Hurricane is not interested in men who will not last.
”If this interests you, you are welcome to accompany me.” He studies the man for a long moment for continuing. ”Once you’ve seen more closely what we have to offer, it may be easier to make the decision to stay or go.”
So it is not unexpected when the other stallion asks after what rewards might await him.
”In return for your hard work, you will be offered promotions. Opportunities. These can be rewarded with certain traits.” He shuffles his wings slightly to emphasize his point, to demonstrate what he might expect. ”Advantages, if you will.”
He is unashamed to have tailored his words into something that would entice Solomyr. Everything he has said is the perfect truth after all. Of course, it is also true that, in all likelihood, the Tundra and Gates could offer the newcomer much the same things (though quite frankly, the Tundra has more than a few open positions Solomyr could rise into). There are a few key differences, however. One is that the Tundra has so very few women or children to care for and protect. The other is the independence provided to and expected of its members. The Brotherhood is not about to start coddling anybody. One that could not handle such independence (and even occasional isolation) would not last long in the Tundra. And Hurricane is not interested in men who will not last.
”If this interests you, you are welcome to accompany me.” He studies the man for a long moment for continuing. ”Once you’ve seen more closely what we have to offer, it may be easier to make the decision to stay or go.”
There is never a day that goes by
that is a good day to die.
Hurricane
