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BARTHOLOMEO
It's been a while since the pirate has had to follow anybody's command. He is used to being the one that everybody else reports to, the one that issues the orders and watches them be followed to the letter. The stag knows, however, that in the Edge it's going to be new, and he is quite happy to take a step back and let somebody else take the reins for once. He's done his time as captain, and is content to while away the years as a simple follower. The call to his first meeting brings him at a swift trot, eager to make a good impression - tardiness is not acceptable! Bartholomeo soon finds himself part of a gathering of warriors, whom he casts a cursory eye over as he draws to a halt inside the crowd. There's a handful of other stallions and several mares, too, including a marvelously large one accompanied by two dragons. The caller of the meeting is a woman, too, and whilst Bart hides his surprise admirably, he can't help but feel it. He loves women, respects them as equals, but he's grown up in a very male-dominated environment. Indeed, there were all sorts of frightful superstitions about mares among pirates like himself, not least that it was bad luck to have one as part of a crew. Having a mare as the lead warrior, then, is quite a shock to his system. Still, he's an open-minded man, and this lady seems to know what she's talking about. The chimeric stag listens eagerly, nodding in all the right places. "A pleasure to meet you, Miss Ros," he says cheerfully, his docked tail swishing as he keeps his earthy gaze upon the spark-marked mare. He falls silent, content to listen and wait for another more opportune moment to chime in. heroes always get remembered, but you know legends never die. |
