• Logout
  • Beqanna

    COTY

    Assailant -- Year 226

    QOTY

    "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


    Seeking Refuge
    #6
    Pain is one of the states of being that Yael quickly picks up on; before her magic, when she was just the Ambassador, she had empathy. It is one of her strongest suits - far more so than battle magic.

    The gold and silver consort feels Iona as she crosses the Desert's border, and after she ascertains that the mare isn't in any immediate danger, she finishes her current task before turning to the next one. In that time, it seems that Volcan, the little girl she'd saved by way of camel, has found the stranger. Hmmm... Well isn't that interesting? Time to see what the girl is like when no one is watching.

    Yael hasn't had much personal interaction with the telekinetic, as she seemed far more attached to Van than any of the other orphans (really, she couldn't blame the filly for that - the possessiveness comes out in Yael too), and he seemed to have a handle on the situation, so she didn't interfere. Kabe and Munroe and Qatar and Eliora were more hers than Vans... She could share the children. The magician renders herself invisible and insoluble, floating towards the duo on a gust from the north; choosing not to reveal herself until necessary. Volcan is only partly misinformed - anyone in the Desert could call for help and she would answer. A stranger and a yearling are no different.

    Finally, Iona rises and Yael decides that this is a good time to show herself, materializing on the other side of the pool of crystal clear water. Her golden coat is brilliant in the sunlight, but the voice that reaches across the water to them is sweet and low and comforting. "I cahn xeal you, eef you vant," she says to the brown mare. "I ahm Yael, vhat ees your name, dear?"

    She won't move to touch the mare until she gets her permission, after all, for all Yael knows, the stranger is terrified of horses with wings and magical powers.


    Messages In This Thread
    Seeking Refuge - by Iona - 04-19-2016, 03:23 PM
    RE: Seeking Refuge - by Volcan - 04-21-2016, 12:24 AM
    RE: Seeking Refuge - by Iona - 04-21-2016, 12:47 AM
    RE: Seeking Refuge - by Volcan - 04-21-2016, 06:45 PM
    RE: Seeking Refuge - by Iona - 04-22-2016, 12:43 AM
    RE: Seeking Refuge - by Yael - 04-25-2016, 10:51 AM
    RE: Seeking Refuge - by Iona - 04-25-2016, 05:09 PM
    RE: Seeking Refuge - by Volcan - 04-25-2016, 10:50 PM
    RE: Seeking Refuge - by Iona - 04-27-2016, 11:29 AM
    RE: Seeking Refuge - by Yael - 05-13-2016, 03:44 PM
    RE: Seeking Refuge - by ElliD123 - 05-20-2016, 01:04 PM



    Users browsing this thread: 1 Guest(s)