04-17-2020, 03:45 PM
Life was much more challenging now that he’d decided he was going to join Leilan’s band of ruffians. Eating is their main problem – keeping mass on their bones. One draws energy from their food unless they’re some sort of fun mutant, which Beqanna has no shortage of, certainly. There was a sick fun in it, being on the burnt Isle. At any given time you cannot tell if its snowflakes for remnant ash dusting the chilly breeze there. The charred bones of victims bring fat, mischievous ravens and other scavengers – but no food.
Often Chem has to take himself on short trips down the coast, it is the only way to evade aggressors for the most part. He is not privy to Beqanna’s current politics, but he’s been caught with his pants down on someone else’s turf and that shit is never fun. So without a gang at his back, there’ no sense in risking it… These little trips bring him passed Nerine’s eastern inlets from the sea and into their small thickets. Limited, but sufficient food can be found there if you’re diligent. It is almost not worth the energy spent, most days, and it leaves hardly any energy for training and extracurricular fun. This cannot last – certainly.
Invasions are fun, but there must be some long term. If only they could rebuild the Isle in lushness, regrow it and make it even greener than before. What if they could reshape it – mold it with magic? There are all kinds of oddities and wild enchantments all around Beqanna, and it equine population was no exception. He wonders if he might have any luck finding someone of use. His first stop being the Forest.
He arrives mid-morning, having left the Isle yesterday morning. He sticks to the riverside, grazing and mulling along its edge while keeping an eye out and striking up conversations with anyone who may be willing. He doesn’t say what he’s up to, but studies them all as they exchange niceties… so far no one seems like they may be fitting to help the Isle in any way, but he continues his idle search (and simultaneously fills his belly with juicy riverbank grasses).
chemdog
astra inclinant, sed non obligant.
OPEN POST! ESPECIALLY ANYONE WHO HAS SOME FUN PLANT MAGIC, OR COOL ASS WATER MAGIC, EARTH MAGICS, ANYTHING FUN THAT MIGHT HELP THE ISLE COME BACK TO LIFE...
and also make chem look good for bringing in recruits lol
but also open to literally anyone at all
