03-31-2018, 06:55 PM
A pleased expression lighted her face as her companion launched enthusiastically into his response. They made their way through the old forest at a steady pace. She was alert as they went, sparing a portion of her attention from Jesper to monitor the surroundings. Anything unusual or out of place was her business.
"You are wise. And resourceful. And you seem to care about Sylva. I'm sorry it's taken so long for us to chat. Though I will agree with you on one point, dear. I don't think stealth is your forté. I think you will serve better as a combat specialist. The combat specialist. I wish for you to be my Hellhound, Jesper." It was a big decision. But he was the only option, as far as she was concerned. The dark stallion held no malice in his breast, no vengeance. It was because of this she knew he would not be wooed by the evils of the world. He would not fight for the joy of it, but for necessity.
"Should you choose to accept this title, which I hope you do, you will organize my army. Currently, we are aligned with Nerine and Tephra, though there is no real malice between Sylva and any kingdom at the moment. Nerine has developed a system of regulated friendly steals and battles. They call it their fighting pen. Participation is recommended." It was a fair amount of information, but all necessary. She continued on after a breath, looking at him seriously. "You have a good heart, Jesper. I do not think you will disappoint me. This is why I need you to be an advisor to me in matters of war. I trust that you will let that good heart guide you."
She paused in her walking, turning to face him. Her clear blue eyes sought his, gauging his reaction to her words.
@[Jesper]
"You are wise. And resourceful. And you seem to care about Sylva. I'm sorry it's taken so long for us to chat. Though I will agree with you on one point, dear. I don't think stealth is your forté. I think you will serve better as a combat specialist. The combat specialist. I wish for you to be my Hellhound, Jesper." It was a big decision. But he was the only option, as far as she was concerned. The dark stallion held no malice in his breast, no vengeance. It was because of this she knew he would not be wooed by the evils of the world. He would not fight for the joy of it, but for necessity.
"Should you choose to accept this title, which I hope you do, you will organize my army. Currently, we are aligned with Nerine and Tephra, though there is no real malice between Sylva and any kingdom at the moment. Nerine has developed a system of regulated friendly steals and battles. They call it their fighting pen. Participation is recommended." It was a fair amount of information, but all necessary. She continued on after a breath, looking at him seriously. "You have a good heart, Jesper. I do not think you will disappoint me. This is why I need you to be an advisor to me in matters of war. I trust that you will let that good heart guide you."
She paused in her walking, turning to face him. Her clear blue eyes sought his, gauging his reaction to her words.
@[Jesper]