[open] A Rose In The Rain [ Warship/Chamberlings]

[Nymphetamine]

Nymphetamine

Chamber had grown smaller through the years, her people living quietly in peace. It was a different life than the days of Straia and the peace hadn't fit many so they left seeking power and destruction. But those who remained were true and loyal to the kingdom and each other. That loyalty spread to Chamber's allies, a bond that in the blood bay's opinion was some of the strongest in Beqanna. They of course did as they pleased but their individual actions always seemed to work for each other, allowing the alliance to grow. Everything was different now, and the bay's foundation had been severely shaken. He had been to the mountain, while there only found 2 his own, and then at the meadow he had scanned for those he knew and found no one. He was alone, without his own around him. He had hoped they would come, he hoped the meadow would bring those he worked along side to him, but none did.

He felt he waited for some time, each passing minute caused his heart to sink a little lower. Where was everyone? So many had fled, so many had hidden in imagined safety, there was no way only 3 had made it out the the quakes alive. His mind raced with what-if scenarios, what had happened to Killdare, Malis, Kimber? What if the allies wouldn't accept him without Killdare? He knew all the other leaders, save Eight-- the only leader he hadn't met except from a glance on the battlefield, he had tended Chamber's friendships and ushered information and good will between them almost exclusively for the past 5 years. His diplomatic relationships with the other rules had grown into friendships-- but he was not a ruler himself-- not yet. He had been left with a sinking feeling. Was he to force himself upon the allies, ask them to take him in, to have pity on him and hope they accepted him--even if they didn't want him? Or was he to try and gather Chamber up, take her people that he could find and forge a new path, something dynamic and unexpected? It was a decision he would have to move on quickly, as there was not enough time to just wait forever.

His thoughts swirled as he noticed a black horse of solid build move through the meadow, Nymphetamine’s ears peaked with interest as he swore it was Offspring. The body moved through the crowded space, slowly making his way towards the bay. It wasn’t until he saw the Tundra King’s eyes that he believed it was Offy. The former fire and ice king was a welcomed sight for his worried mind, and his words washed over him in a series of waves. First was relief, then concern as his fears for Killdare, and finally comfort as he offered him a place among the alliance. Nymphetamine was unable to answer as Malis appeared beside him, eyes a little wild, and pressed her nose against him. He didn’t understand her crazed nerves at the sight of Offspring, but he brushed it off to the recent events. Malis spoke first explaining how she had not found Killdare, and Nymphetamine grew more concerned for his friend and former king. Nymph brushed his nose against Malis in a show of support for her pain and concern. Malis became queen not for Chamber but for Killdare.--It had to be difficult. His voice fell then, and he would follow Malis and keep the work of his king alive. Offspring, friend, I am glad to see you well; and hear of Valley’s health and safety. I have not found Killdare either, which does concern me. However, Killdare does enjoy solitude He could be reflecting somewhere privately. I will continue my search once I know those who Chamber protected have a sanctuary. Killdare would want Chamber to continue our alliance, so I would be glad to join you and the others.”

Nymphetamines attention was pulled by the voice of Siba, one of his youngest daughters. She isn’t so young anymore, she had grown into a strong young mare. She had been with him on the mountain and had left to find her mother, Nitika. He turned from Offy and Malis with a nod, momentarily excusing himself and focused on the pintabian mare. Her eyes spoke much more than her mouth had to he knew something was wrong. ”What’s wrong Siba? What did you find?” Siba was unsure how to say what was on her mind and he walked to her to reassure her. At that time she came forward with a wound upon her neck, and nymph instantly wished he could heal her, or that eight was here and had his magic still. Seems that his need to protect his child hadn’t gone away as she had grown. But Siba’s next words knocked his heart yet again. Nikita had been hurt, and Siba had worried he wouldn’t take the news how she hoped. Nymphetamine looked at his daughter and her concern, and then to Offy. Nikita, while she may not have his whole heart, he cared for her and wanted her safe. ”Of course, I will talk to Offspring, I am sure he will welcome those I call family.” He believed his word true, but knew if he met resistance he would be forced to leave.

Nymphetamine gestured for Siba to come back to the others with him. When his attention returned to the others Malis returned to his side, and Eight had come too. Eight introduced himself to everyone, and Nymphetamine listened closely. Today had ended well, with friends, and now hopefully a home. He was ready to leave the meadow, to gather with those that would reside in the sanctuary, and then go home, if Beqanna would allow it. ”Eight, it is good to finally meet you formally. Everyone this is Siba, my daughter. Her mother and her resided in Falls before the quakes, but Siba found her mother injured in the Forest, and has ask that she and her mother join us. If there is nothing else that needs discussed, I will go get Nikita, and meet everyone to travel to our new home, if Beqanna finds us deserving.” Nymphetamine waited to hear any final topics and say his farewells. He looked to Siba before motioning for her to lead the way. It was a new day in Beqanna, and the his new job had already started--- gather up the Chamberlings, and find Killdare, but first he had to gather Nikita. There was much to do, but Nymphetamine was glad to have something to work towards.

Like a thorn to the Holy Ones

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