the firestarters always get the burns
and the good guys never get the girl
The summer sun is bright in the mountain kingdom, and it makes it seem such a forgiving place. Hyaline is beautiful, most certainly, Ilma thinks as she walks the mountainside east of the lake, parallel to whatever curve it follows.
She watches her young son grow, and she can forgive the boy for colouring after his father, because himself he did nothing wrong. He is playing near a lot of bushes close by, chasing butterflies, but it is not him she worries about. At least, not today. Today she worries about her failing, the title of Ambassador not corresponding with her actions over at least the last half year if not longer.
In the meantime, several other horses have joined Hyaline’s forces, though Baltas and Gedrinth were the only ones to care for a rank. Not that this matters to Ilma, certainly, but she hasn’t even met the other three, and she would have liked to see them at least, talk to them, know who they are and for what purpose or demons they have ended up here. Especially one such as young as Kanamae, who luckily seemed to have been found by Kag and Baltas.
In short she just wishes to know who they are. And perhaps for the grulls pinto mare it would be good to know them too. As diplomats, they are required to know who they speak for on whatever diplomatic mission may follow.
And so, as her eyes scan the largest vale of Hyaline and she cannot immediately find them, she calls out, inviting those who listen for a meetup. Perhaps there’s questions, perhaps just a small talk or perhaps they had rather avoided her. But at the very least she would like to know of their choices, because their choices define them about as much as anything they could tell her.
@[Kanamae]
@[Briseis]
@[Hephaestus]
@[Gedrinth]
So Ilma is a bit beind on everything so here is a general large meeting thread. Perhaps someone even wants to apprentice in diplomacy, if so let het know, but that’s not even the point of the meeting today :)