08-09-2016, 12:32 PM
Jedi is the first to respond, and Kreios looks up at the painted stallion with as much of a smile as he can muster in his disagreeable state. The stallion has been an asset to the Falls since the day he arrived, and Kreios is grateful for his promptness. The over does not speak, leaving the pale king free to turn toward Ygritte when she arrives. The salmon mare has their child in tow, their first son, and to Zai Kreios does offer a genuine smile. He presses his shoulder to the bay mare’s in silent appreciation for her presence at his side and her words of support.
Andras is the next to appear, and while Kreios doesn’t know much of this spotted son of Archam, he does know that the young stallion has already begun to pull his weight around the kingdom. Kreios is grateful for this as well, and it solidifies his previous decision to use this gathering for dual purposes. Rana, Anahi, and their children are the next to come, followed by the roan Neoma.
She is the only one who voices questions aloud, though it is clear from the looks on the other assembled faces that they are equally uncertain. Kreios doesn’t blame them.
“Yes, Neoma.” He replies, turning his storm gaze to the blue roan mare.
“As most of you know, the magic of the waterfall has disappeared. The entire kingdom of the Desert has flooded, and I have heard rumors that the rest of the magics in the kingdoms are faded as well. The gifts given to Ygritte and I as king and queen have vanished as well.” It might be a lot to take in, he knows, and so he waits a moment in case his answers have only given rise to more questions. He would not be surprised.
“The flooding and the disappearance of magic happened after the raid against the Desert.” He tells them, knowing that while the battle is common knowledge, the precise timing of events might not be. “I think this is because Beqanna itself feels the raiders were in the wrong. And since many of the raiders came from kingdoms across Beqanna, I do not feel it is safe to parlay with those who Beqanna does not trust.”
“I feel we need to work our strength up from within our kingdom rather than rely on outsiders. And with that, it is time for several overdue promotions in our Army caste (though I leave diplomacy up to our Queen).”
He turns to Jedi, and the previous disgruntled look has faded form his face when he smiles at the over stallion. “Jedi, if you would accept the position, I wish you to take over as General of the Army - our Master of War. You have been a loyal and strong member for many years, and I believe that our warriors would flourish under your command.”
Andras is the next to appear, and while Kreios doesn’t know much of this spotted son of Archam, he does know that the young stallion has already begun to pull his weight around the kingdom. Kreios is grateful for this as well, and it solidifies his previous decision to use this gathering for dual purposes. Rana, Anahi, and their children are the next to come, followed by the roan Neoma.
She is the only one who voices questions aloud, though it is clear from the looks on the other assembled faces that they are equally uncertain. Kreios doesn’t blame them.
“Yes, Neoma.” He replies, turning his storm gaze to the blue roan mare.
“As most of you know, the magic of the waterfall has disappeared. The entire kingdom of the Desert has flooded, and I have heard rumors that the rest of the magics in the kingdoms are faded as well. The gifts given to Ygritte and I as king and queen have vanished as well.” It might be a lot to take in, he knows, and so he waits a moment in case his answers have only given rise to more questions. He would not be surprised.
“The flooding and the disappearance of magic happened after the raid against the Desert.” He tells them, knowing that while the battle is common knowledge, the precise timing of events might not be. “I think this is because Beqanna itself feels the raiders were in the wrong. And since many of the raiders came from kingdoms across Beqanna, I do not feel it is safe to parlay with those who Beqanna does not trust.”
“I feel we need to work our strength up from within our kingdom rather than rely on outsiders. And with that, it is time for several overdue promotions in our Army caste (though I leave diplomacy up to our Queen).”
He turns to Jedi, and the previous disgruntled look has faded form his face when he smiles at the over stallion. “Jedi, if you would accept the position, I wish you to take over as General of the Army - our Master of War. You have been a loyal and strong member for many years, and I believe that our warriors would flourish under your command.”