12-11-2019, 11:01 AM
Eurwen
the secret of walking on water
is knowing where the rocks lie
is knowing where the rocks lie
The facially damaged mare scoffs, makes a rude comment, and lets what is left of her eyes wander over Eurwen’s coat. The spotted mare, tired as she still is from simply walking, isn’t too happy with it, bristling a little before shaking her crest and rearranging her mane, letting the feeling slide off. She had been cleaning up - it just didn’t seem to work with the smaller patches; those would have to grow out of her tangled coat over the coming months. Internally, she sighs - it would seem, that she would have to have more patience with herself and her abilities to restore from her period of nearly-never-ending sickness. And yet. A little less sarcasm would have been nice on a first meeting - perhaps though, that is why Heartfire recruited her.
And only her.
”Are you interested in a little history?” Heartfire might not have thought it relevant, but the Plague that had affected Eurwen so, was not that long ago, and the current rulers still knew why the lands were divided in the four compartments there were now. Then again, she thought it best to make sure Neverwhere was interested before telling her about it; she didn’t seem the type to be tolerant of unwanted stories, and Eurwen should not waste her breath.
When the bald-faced mare cynically remarks that the mare returned just in time, she nods. Seriously. ”I’d thought there would be more.” she admits, looking over the cliffs sadly. It seems Heartfire had not found a lot of time for recruiting. Perhaps then, this would be Eurwen’s new task. Some life to the waters would help, she thinks. ”Nerine has always been a strong kingdom with strong people.” And empty kingdoms look weak to outsiders, no matter what they claimed themselves.
To the Field, then, soon. When the trip wouldn’t make her nauseous anymore.
And only her.
”Are you interested in a little history?” Heartfire might not have thought it relevant, but the Plague that had affected Eurwen so, was not that long ago, and the current rulers still knew why the lands were divided in the four compartments there were now. Then again, she thought it best to make sure Neverwhere was interested before telling her about it; she didn’t seem the type to be tolerant of unwanted stories, and Eurwen should not waste her breath.
When the bald-faced mare cynically remarks that the mare returned just in time, she nods. Seriously. ”I’d thought there would be more.” she admits, looking over the cliffs sadly. It seems Heartfire had not found a lot of time for recruiting. Perhaps then, this would be Eurwen’s new task. Some life to the waters would help, she thinks. ”Nerine has always been a strong kingdom with strong people.” And empty kingdoms look weak to outsiders, no matter what they claimed themselves.
To the Field, then, soon. When the trip wouldn’t make her nauseous anymore.
@[Neverwhere]