Bug Off...Or Face The Fire [Torleik]

[PRIVATE] Bug Off...Or Face The Fire [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

05-13-2014, 09:07 PM

Torleik
A lone man loved by none:

How long can he live?

Once Torleik noticed Brisa, he took no heed of the surroundings. Lakes, trees, the rotunda that was topped by beautiful stained glass...it was inconsequential. His distraction with it and whole focus on the white mare led to Irelyn also failing to notice things around her, atypical for the sharp-eyed owl-griffin.

Brisa was much rounder than when he'd last saw her, and though he knew little about childbearing, gestation and child rearing, Torleik knew enough to know that she was very heavily pregnant. And he was angry because...why?

He didn't know.

But he felt angry. Slighted, perhaps. He had helped her, healed her, fixed her in a fashion, and they had shared something. He'd been her first in who knew how long, she'd been his since he'd been made to force himself on a mare years ago.

And now she was positively circular with someone else's child. How thoughtful of her.

She'd seen him, so there was no escape, and he chose to approach and simply speak her name. He had no idea what else to say. No idea. How are you pregnant? Who the hell did you sleep around with? Was I just there to help you move on? None of these things were rational, he knew, and none of these things were words that could come out of his mouth. So he gritted his teeth, forced out her name, and fell silent.

Then Brisa claimed he'd disappeared. Really? Because he'd escorted her to her home and then never heard from her again, though he'd wandered that way twice, seen the Edge's wall, been assaulted by her decidedly unwelcoming herd...

"There was a power upheaval in the Basin. I ended up General, and then was captured for a time. I have come to the Edge more than once. I did not see you amongst the faces," was his flat reply. His eyes, especially glacial at the moment, flicked to her distended belly. "I see you've been busy. Who is the father?" Never in a million years did he expect himself as a possible candidate.

@[Brisa]

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