Jesper
The trek from the battlefield to Sylva is relatively quick. Quad pillars execute a purposeful march while inner thoughts churn with what awaits beneath the fiery canopy. This is sure to be the longest winter of his life. The days of Beqanna are getting noticeably shorter and, the nights grow longer. Jesper fully anticipates that the days ahead, within the great forest's borders, would be considerably darker and, colder. He knew what would be at stake when he proposed his idea. He also knew that any sacrifices he made during his time here would be rewarded with higher gains. The bigger his sacrifice, the more power Ischia could wield against the forces of evil.
And so, the onyx stallion pressed on until Modicum Mortem drew to a halt and summoned his minions. It is then, when the clown addresses the vermin of Sylva, that Jesper realizes he is not the only pawn in Morty's game. Ceil blue gaze recognizes the emerald green points of the noble winged lady named Krone. For the first time since being in Morty's company, male dips his poll in a show of mutual respect. She appears so defeated; almost deflated, as if the life is being sucked out of her, like helium from a balloon. He knew little about her and yet, when the clown introduces him as Brennen's grandson, Jesper turns his head away in shame. She might not know me but, surely, she will hold me just as accountable as if I am him.
Once raven male realizes he is on display, cranium lifts poll to an alert headcarriage once again. Bronze tipped acoustics nestle under tangled tresses and, labrums curl into a snarl. Before long, a sleek honey- colored minx sidles up against him. Her dark orbs possess an unnatural glaze while her lips curve into a wicked grin. Own orbs roll back in sockets as her words hiss into his ears though, steed holds his ground. He would not be seen as a coward. Nor, would he be seen as a victim. Light blue gaze hardens as Jesper stares at the assembly gathered before them. He offers no words of diplomacy or, signs of discomfort. He did not fear them. And, he would not submit to this abominable crowd.
OOC: Yes, feel free to mentally, physically and emotionally torture/maim/exploit Jesper. You do not have permission to kill him or, leave him with fatal injuries. Obviously, he wont leave Sylva "whole" but, put his heart back in his chest (if you go down that road). That being said, you can almost drown him, almost suffocate him, break bones, break him down emotionally, take advantage of his sexually, etc. to your hearts content <3