Take Me There [Torleik]

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[PRIVATE] Take Me There [Torleik]

Torleik the Bloodskald Posts: 354

Outcast atk: 4.5 | def: 8.0 | dam: 7.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.3 :: 11 HP: 66.5 | Buff: SWIFT

Irelyn :: Plain Griffin :: Molten Dagger RedGod

11-01-2013, 02:42 AM

TORLEIK

Death follows into your watery grave

She passively asked for his name and offered hers - which he already knew from Arrane. "My name is Torleik," he replied with a small smile, "and you needn't thank me. I only did what I thought was best." The dark stallion cocked his head to the side, curious, and studied Brisa for a moment. "That other male...he seemed to be causing you an undue amount of anxiety. May I ask why?" Torleik gently probed.

Though the weather was decidedly warm, a cool breeze had picked up and his eyes settled on the undulating sea of greens, purples, blues and pinks, his mind wandering. What was it like for the tiny creatures who saw these high-grassed fields as dizzying peaks to be climbed? The small mice, who were no bigger than half a hoof? What about the insects who alighted on the flowers and gained their sustenance through drinking of the beautifully clothed plants' nectar? Or of the tiny hummingbird whose wings beat so fast his eyes could not keep up?

Torleik's gaze shifted to the clear azure sky and his wonder expanded. What of the birds in the sky? Did they find being on the ground a dull, slow experience? For a short time his thoughts slid to those horses that were gifted wings, the pegasi. They could exist in both air and sky - what was that like? A deep frown formed on his face as he mulled over this question, one he had ruminated on many times before. With a quiet sigh, Torleik tucked his thoughts away for another time and looked at Brisa once more, brows furrowing. "You look very tired..." he said softly. "Do you need somewhere to rest?" This mare needed...something. The warrior could not quite place what it was that would make her better, but he hoped he could at least fix some of the broken pieces.

He knew what it was to hurt, to ache so deep you felt like no one could ever experience a pain so intense. It was a horribly isolating experience and this female seemed too kind, too gentle to need to go through that. His bearded face patiently awaited her words in return, ready to listen and act if need be.

@[Brisa]