"Did you say diviner?" Öde asked of the tiger mare, perking up from the group where he'd been skirting around the edges, his eyes jabbing around in search of something that he wouldn't find, not today anyway. He had just been considering going home, even though he'd arrived not too long ago, because those his manners had been somewhat polished by Lena in his short time spent at her side, he was by no means the social butterfly that she was, nor did he have the diplomacy of the spies, or the pressures of the leads. Gruff like the warrior he was, and secluded like the emissary he became, Öde was awkward with crowds of horses he felt little kinship towards. It was not insecurity, far from it; mostly boredom.
In time he might come to harness his tongue's talents, such was the need of any successful priest, but for now a boy barely grown, he was still horribly selfish. Still, the strange mare, who might have otherwise been beautiful to him if not for her cranial growth, had captivated the young stag with her rank. Feet picked their way through the crowd, dark pelt rippling hungrily against the backdrop of fire, as all the while Öde sidled closer to her. That she was trying to flirt was no lost on him, but he ignored it for the greater purpose of her mind (that and she was utterly revolting to him with her feathery disease, was she perhaps an inbred pegasus?).
"What is the God of the Sun like?" he asked of her, head tilted in interest. Though Öde didn't really worship the Helovian gods like he did his own, their existence was apparent, and their power more so. He was curious of them, and though knowledge of their celestial beings might help enlighten his own.
@[Maren]
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62.5/62.5 HP
