06-18-2015, 11:51 AM
The mare doesn’t waste any time getting to the point, something Straia always like. For all the beauty the young girl holds, she also seems to have a sensible head on her shoulders. See? This is why Straia doesn’t let assumptions get the best of her. Assumptions creep in, of course, because that’s natural. It’s just a matter of ignoring them. At the first comment Straia smiles just slightly, “I suppose I should say thank you, then.” She won’t argue the perception. She’s never thought much of it herself, but thinking on it now, it doesn’t necessarily seem wrong. She was raised as a princess, served as Lady and now Queen. It seems vaguely inevitable that learning some level of authority and grace would come with those titles. The charming part. Well, some found her amusing. Others found her to be impossible. Depended on the audience.
She lets the mare finish the rest before speaking again, though first she nods in the direction of the Chamber and begins walking. There was no time like the present indeed, so they might as well walk and talk. The journey to the Chamber wasn’t particularly long, just past the Falls. But still, nothing in Beqanna was particularly close either, and it would take part of a day to get there.
“The Chamber can certainly give you a job to do. Diplomat or Warrior, or both. Whatever you want to do. Recruit, friendly steals and challenges for now. The kingdom is rebuilding both from a volcanic eruption some number of years back, and from a lack of numbers.” That lack of numbers was a combination of many things, but Straia would be damned if she didn’t at least try to fix it. It grew harder and harder by the day as more horses were born with traits and unwilling to give them up. Though the air in Beqanna felt full of change, and she couldn’t help but wonder if the Gods had grown tired of the current status quo. She rather hoped so, though she knew nothing for certain of course.
“And I’m going to take a wild guess you aren’t that impressionable. I think you know your own mind.” She says, though falls silent then, adding in a few comments here and there about where they are, pointing out the Falls as they pass and telling her of their healing waterfalls. Eventually, the pine trees that ring the kingdom begin to appear in the distance, growing taller as they approach. She leads the mare though the pine forests, going slowly, knowing that the trees are a maze to those that are unfamiliar. Eventually, they come into the clearing and she lets out a call for her son.
Usually, Straia will stay and answer questions, but today, she has other business to attend to. But her son is more than capable of introducing a new recruit to the Chamber, and is certainly not too hard to look at for any young mare. She doesn’t think Engelsfors will mind too terribly much.
When he arrives, she nods at her son. “This is my son, Erebor. Erebor, this is Engelsfors. Will you show her around and answer any questions?”
She lets the mare finish the rest before speaking again, though first she nods in the direction of the Chamber and begins walking. There was no time like the present indeed, so they might as well walk and talk. The journey to the Chamber wasn’t particularly long, just past the Falls. But still, nothing in Beqanna was particularly close either, and it would take part of a day to get there.
“The Chamber can certainly give you a job to do. Diplomat or Warrior, or both. Whatever you want to do. Recruit, friendly steals and challenges for now. The kingdom is rebuilding both from a volcanic eruption some number of years back, and from a lack of numbers.” That lack of numbers was a combination of many things, but Straia would be damned if she didn’t at least try to fix it. It grew harder and harder by the day as more horses were born with traits and unwilling to give them up. Though the air in Beqanna felt full of change, and she couldn’t help but wonder if the Gods had grown tired of the current status quo. She rather hoped so, though she knew nothing for certain of course.
“And I’m going to take a wild guess you aren’t that impressionable. I think you know your own mind.” She says, though falls silent then, adding in a few comments here and there about where they are, pointing out the Falls as they pass and telling her of their healing waterfalls. Eventually, the pine trees that ring the kingdom begin to appear in the distance, growing taller as they approach. She leads the mare though the pine forests, going slowly, knowing that the trees are a maze to those that are unfamiliar. Eventually, they come into the clearing and she lets out a call for her son.
Usually, Straia will stay and answer questions, but today, she has other business to attend to. But her son is more than capable of introducing a new recruit to the Chamber, and is certainly not too hard to look at for any young mare. She doesn’t think Engelsfors will mind too terribly much.
When he arrives, she nods at her son. “This is my son, Erebor. Erebor, this is Engelsfors. Will you show her around and answer any questions?”
straia
queen of the chamber
alright, since I'm leaving for vacation this week I'm pawning this off on Erebor so you guys can post and not have to wait for me to consider maybe replying while I'm at the beach.
hope that's okay!