On with Hope to the Grave [Diplomats]

[Nymphetamine]

Like a Thorn to the Holy Ones

It had been some months since the blood bay had dispersed the diplomats, in that time there had been a lot of changes in Beqanna and in Tephra. Offspring finally seemed to be at ease with whatever demons he had and with that calming of self he had settled back into the kind of ruler the blood bay remembered. He had heard of “his” diplomats travels from Tephra to their assigned locations, and with those whispers, a promotion of the blue tipped stallion, Warrick. While Nymph thought every one of his diplomats were worthy and valuable in their own way, he would be naive to deny that Warrick surely earned that promotion. By title, they were equals now, and Nymph would take that into account from here out, but Offspring had given him a task and it was time to give the Overseer an update. So the blood bay called out to them, to Fox, to Thanata, to Jord, and Spear and Spark. He also called to any that were new, that should be brought up to date on any and all diplomatic information.


Nymph knew that not all meetings had gone well, he also knew that some might not have happened yet. But he wouldn’t wait any longer for tasks to be completed. If the task was not done he and Warrick would go themselves. With greater title came greater responsibility, and as the top ranking diplomats that responsibility fell on their shoulders. For Nymph that knowledge held no animosity nor did he begrudge on any others. He always did his best to ensure the others knew that. He also did his best not to come across too self-important. Really they were the same, just a little more experience here or there, and some luck along the way was really all that made them different hierarchy-wise. So Nymph waited for everyone to gather and when they had he spoke. ”Friends, I hope your journeys were fruitful. How do the other kingdoms fair? Are there any that you think would be particularly open to talks? Which lands do you think would make for a strong Allies? I am curious to share our thoughts, and what conclusions we think would be best for Tephra.” The truth was that they all depended on each other, they needed to share and to discuss. There was no way for one to know everything about all territories, so this part was vital for accurate information.


Nymphetamine scanned the group, he went ahead and lead by example, as was his way in most things. ”I went to Sylva, I met with Djinni, and her son Ivar. They were nice enough shared their alliances, I would be interested in learning more about that kingdom. However, they are a subkingdom of Nerine, so I am unsure how that would affect any further talks of an alliance.”  His words were simple, matter of fact, and he looked for opinions around the circle of gathered equines before his attention moved to the next to share. Tephra would grow stronger from all their efforts, and he looked forward to seeing how it would grow.
 

NYMPHETAMINE

ooc: well here are some words >.< they are weird for nymph but my muse does what it wants. lol