slowly did not speak another word, aziz

[Aziz]

The bay man was simply meant to explore for a while, venture out to find new lands to build on, see the many sights there was to see in Beqanna, Loess was to become one of these places, somewhere he could freely explore, of course if he was welcome to do so.
As the stallion walks he is surprised to be greeted by a mare already at the border before he could even step foot across the separating line.
He was hoping he had not entered some sort of diplomatic conundrum, why else would someone already be waiting here?

The mare immediately introduced herself as Sabbath, a rather quick introduction for him only having just arrived, it almost seemed like was expected to arrive, like she knew who Aziz was.
His doubts are quickly confirmed, he was expected to arrive in this strange land, a rather confused expression appearing on his dark face. Before he can even speak, the mare is already speaking of what Loess needs, a cave of sorts that could house, visitors?
It seemed like a rather strange request upon meeting, but the builder wasn't particularly taken aback, at first he is hesitant, his brow raised as the mare continues, speaking of her land owing him a debt of gratitude.
The offer seemed irresistibly intriguing to the once kinged male, his ears perked, situated atop his skull in a curious manner, his eyes scanning over the mare.

He thinks about it for a while, although it seemed weird and rather hard to trust, it was still not his business, after all, he had been asked quite kindly, it was his own self-desire that drove him to accept, his lips quivering in readiness to speak "Alright" his words are short, beginning to walk before the mare could even answer him, already desired in his lust for a title, even if it was not a thing he could have.

As he walks he begins to explain to the mare, his requirements are simple.
The land must provide what they need him to build, if Loess wants a cave of rock and minerals then it will have to be there before he can even do anything, if they want soil, dirt or anything the earth provided, it would have to already be there.
These requirements are stated sharply, his tone soft but willing, he could already smell the different scents lingering in the air as they both walked, the mare leading him to wherever he would have to go, unsure of whether he would meet someone or get straight to building, not something he cared about too particularly.

The air seemed different here, something was surely going on, but once again it was not his problem to deal with, the request to use his magic would be fulfilled one way, or another.

Aziz

—lost and forgotten—

@[Sabbath] sorry kinda spat out garbage but I hope its alright!