the firestarters always get the burns
and the good guys never get the girl
It’s a long trip to Ischia, both by walk as well as when flying. For that sake she has asked Solace to keep an eye on her baby boy, and perhaps Llowell and Clegane will find a friend in one another, too.
But since the brotherhood’s rising, no diplomat from either kingdom has visited one another, and of all of Hyaline’s allies, they seem to have the most shakable bond (disregarding the cease-fire agreement they made with Loess for the sake of a safe border for both kingdoms). It’s time to set that straight, and so Ilma travels through the river’s land to the north and east, eventually landing her on the sandy shore of the tropical island.
The air is hot and humid here, so unlike the fresh mountain air that she feels a little choked with the idea of living here. But one might get used to it she supposes - still the white pegasus mare prefers to stay on the beach and outs a friendly whinny for those who want to meet with her to hear. A visitor’s call.
@[Kanamae] @[Gedrinth] @[Brennen] @[Belgaer]
I’m just tagging a few people here who might want to tag along, don’t feel the need to reply if you’re too busy.