Be bloody, bold and resolute [Herd Meeting]

[OPEN] Be bloody, bold and resolute [Herd Meeting]

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11-01-2013, 07:56 PM

The call rode upon the streams of the north wind, coiling through the narrow passages and glacier crevasses, echoing from the resolute walls of the glacial fortitude as it grasped deep within the webs of granite caves, forever reticent and taciturn. The crystalline walls of his sanctuary and refuge wept under the tyranny of Tallsun’s oppression and malignance, wailed at the sting of the lantern’s deleterious touch and had begun to sob again at the time of the stallion’s departure. Regret filled each stride as his hooves struck the bare earth, naked, scarred, wounded by the abduction of the snow’s gentle caresses and the lingering nostalgia of her kisses. He was the spawn of winter, the archaic fruit from the loins of snowfall and north winds. Nothing desolated him like the decadence of Tallsun.

A few had answered the summons laid upon them, but he knew none except for the ever resplendent, gilded mare he had encountered at the bay of the clandestine valley so many weeks ago. “I am Deimos, your lord.” Death walks amongst us, enigmatic and unfathomable he stands. An uneasy feeling slipped behind Leovan’s well guarded facade as Death spoke to the gathered crowd of matters that made little sense to those unprepared of the situation. Prisoners, treaty, peace. Had something been amiss? Had he been so obtuse, so imperceptive, harbored from all that he had not seen what passed outside the boundaries of his sanctuary? Jaws clenched and little was heeded of the speech and brief exchange of verbal judgements that followed. The caustic shame of his own stupidity stung. Yet, he owed this Lord no allegiance, no prowess. Could he call this home? Could he name these faces he knew so little of kinsmen? But in the end who was he to openly defy and disregard or contravene? Had he earned the right to ask questions and otherwise disobey the leadership of others? He who had done so little, and achieved even less. Gravelly, orotund and baritone his voice sounded, sonorous and resonant. “I am willing to fill the candidature of emissary if so shall be accepted.”