Desolation comes upon the sky; Sabra/diplomats.

[Scorch]

WATCH THE FLAMES CLIMB HIGH INTO THE NIGHT

It was true, Nerine would be a useful ally to have, especially considering that the Beqanna-wide peace could not last much longer; the schemers were scheming, she could feel it; and that Hestia chose to extend an olive branch to a kingdom such a Sylva (quiet, though that would change if she could tell anything by the gleam in Sabra's eyes) was a gift, one that ought to be greedily unwrapped and cherished. Nerine was strong, and growing stronger.

"Distant, yes, but that means little to us." Scorch held Sabra's gaze evenly. "Our price is fair. In Nerine, we have the fighting pen: this is where anyone can place themselves, so as to make themselves available to friendly steals and challenges at any time, by anyone, including those within Nerine and without. This encourages activity between kingdoms, which we both know is needed at this rather silent time."

"In addition, should there be any... Conflict, Nerine would send it's warriors to back Sylva. And we would expect the same courtesy in return if our borders were threatened. Lastly, should a Sylvan ever need refuge for whatever reason, Nerine will be their safe hold."

The mare paused again, allowing the weight of her words to sink in before continuing to her final line. "So, Queen Sabra. What say you: alliance?"

Scorch

Once Khaleesi of the Amazon Jungle

@[Sabra] if you need any clarifications on the terms of the alliance (if you accept!) PM tiny!