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11-17-2016, 08:31 AM
The Sunspear was here, was trying. More reclusive that she'd even been before, Meg took her time in acclimatizing herself to life in the Throat without the responsibilities of being Sultana. She had started to reach out to some her closest friends, and the ground there was still rocky and uneven, but the was hope yet, As for the rest of the herd she was still rather unsure how to go about interacting with them. She'd expected hostility, knew she might have deserved it, but it was a mark of how little impact she'd made as Sultana that no one had seemed to challenge her presence here yet. Each day that dawned was the only one she could focus on but she was managing to wake, to rise, to carry on.
Aithniel called them to gather... Aithniel Another change, another adjustment. Megaera hung back when she joined the group, for the first time keeping to the fringes of a meeting and listened as the Sun's Daughter announced herself to have deposed Sikeax and ran down the list of the Throat's more desperate needs.
"Aithniel, may the Sun give you Strength and Wisdom." Meg considered the girl carefully. She definitely had more confidence in Aithniel than Sikeax, despite not knowing her that well. But like the new Sultana had said, the Sun's Daughter had plenty of motivation to see her Father's land prosper. There was a forcefulness in the way she spoke, a conviction, and that reminded Meg of Gaucho; she tried to ignore the sharp pang in her chest at that thought. If this was the will of the Sun, Meg would honor it and do what she could to help Aithniel succeed. "I will aid you in anyway I can."
[Meg can help fill something if neededbut she is kinda going to go be Maren's disciple soooooo]
Aithniel called them to gather... Aithniel Another change, another adjustment. Megaera hung back when she joined the group, for the first time keeping to the fringes of a meeting and listened as the Sun's Daughter announced herself to have deposed Sikeax and ran down the list of the Throat's more desperate needs.
"Aithniel, may the Sun give you Strength and Wisdom." Meg considered the girl carefully. She definitely had more confidence in Aithniel than Sikeax, despite not knowing her that well. But like the new Sultana had said, the Sun's Daughter had plenty of motivation to see her Father's land prosper. There was a forcefulness in the way she spoke, a conviction, and that reminded Meg of Gaucho; she tried to ignore the sharp pang in her chest at that thought. If this was the will of the Sun, Meg would honor it and do what she could to help Aithniel succeed. "I will aid you in anyway I can."
[Meg can help fill something if needed
Megaera the Sunspear
FAC FORTIA ET PATERE
be brave and endure
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