Before he could open his mouth to throw out his invitation, she asked him a question. Did he live here? A soft chuckle escaped from his lips and he shook his head. “No, I live in the Windtossed Foothills, this is the Threshold, nobody really lives here, residents of Helovia just come here and invite newcomers. Which is why I came here, I am offering you a home within my home of the Foothills, which is led by Apollo the Merciful and Phaedra the opulent. Both excellent and worthy leaders.”
Solace watched the mare as his baritone voice fell silent. He wasn’t entirely sure what to think of her quite yet. Would she fit into his home? Did such a place even interest her? He wasn’t entirely sure, all that was known was that she seemed to be a relatively harmless creature, and maybe she had assets that could benefit the crumbling empire that was his home.
[I would just like to let you know that Aviatrix wouldn’t be in the Foothills, she is in the Threshold of Helovia, which is where the new characters enter. The Foothills is a territory, which if she decides to join the herd, Solace will take her to.]