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Helovia Info
Helovia opened in February 2012! We are an active fantasy equine RPG
Where once the world narrowed into naught but gray dust and desolation, the gods called for life. Wielding the elements of fire and light, dark and wind, earth and water, spark and time, they have created Helovia. The realm is set within the mythical globe of Loorien, a planet rich with all variety of creatures and blessed with all manner of magic. Originally populated by nomadic, tribal characters, they've since grown into massive empires saturated with culture and history. Separated into four distinct segments of Helovia, called "The Regions," each band of horse strong enough and capable enough, took up the power and responsibility of leadership. Unicorns, old, wise and mysterious, took to the north, hidden in forests of mists and shadows and rarely making themselves known beyond their cliffs of the World's Edge. Equines, vast, organized and militaristic, split into two, one group went north to the Windtossed Foothills and the other group went south to the Dragon's Throat. Pegasus remained nomadic, making their homes in various parts of The Wilds in a migratory manner. For many generations, the land was peaceful and calm, but peace was never the way of the gods. With a clash of argument, war and bloodshed massacred Helovia, and in the aftermath, the realm was eerily quiet. Now, as newcomers sweep into this land, they are met with the lingering bitterness of the gods and the struggle to reclaim what was lost. Nothing remains safe or certain while sorcerers and soldiers alike brood and bide their time for revenge, honor and glory.
Site Wide Plots
Kaos :: The Beginning of the End ☼ - 6/2017 - Kaos placed Helovia in a time-bubble for a short period of time, but the Helovian gods are fighting back. But Kaos is powerful- far more powerful than anyone thought. This may be the beginning of the end of Helovia as we know it.
Kisamoa :: A New Kind of Kaos ☼ - 3/2017 - Kisamoa asks Helovians to help him restore the Spectral Marsh. Which side will you choose?
Invasions :: All Out War ☼ - 5/2/16 - New layout and the brand new invasion rules are up! Thank you for your patience and we look forward to getting started with this new adventure.
The Rift :: Gods Do Die ☼ - 8/2015 - Helovia Gods are saving the Rift from corrupt gods! Can Helovians band together against these foreign deities?
The Literal Ship ☼ - 2/8/15 - Oh no! You have to pair up for Valentine's day!
Sky Island :: Murder ☼ - 10/25/14 - Vesta has been found dead on the island, and the gods have called to you to solve the murder!
Sky Island :: Peace ☼ - 7/7/14 - An island has appeared in the sky! Clouds carry Helovians from the Veins to the sky.
Restoration :: We Welcome the Dawn ☼ - 9/21/13 - The sun has finally risen on this day, giving the land new light, but the Time God and the Sun God have yet to be seen.
Endless Night :: Broken Magic Plot ☼ - 8/30/13 - The earth god has returned and is walking across Helovia to heal the land. Every area can now be considered lush and prosperous, but the sun has still not risen.
☼ - 7/19/13 - The moon has risen in the sky, heralding the return of the Goddess of the moon. Lamp trees which light the paths have grown brighter, moon flowers which grow in dark places have begun to grow and prosper and the world is brighter, filled with a new hope.
Endless Night :: Dead Magic Plot ☼ - 6/22/13 - The gods of Helovia, in order to protect the world, have disappeared into the rift, leaving the world sunless, moonless and magic-less in their absence. Only the herdlands have a source of light, but lamp-trees with glowing leaves and branches sporadically line the popular roads and paths from place to place.
Doppleganger Plot ☼ - 6/20/13 - The God of Time is still struggling to close the rift though which the dopplegangers have come. He has requested that his brothers and sister assist in closing this hole, but without knowing why it opened, the task is proving difficult. Magic still remains faulty and hard to control, but the herdlands continue to be places of refuge for those who are fortunate enough to call these lands home.
ORANGEMOON cools off the lands with a a viscious force. Colder than normal, a sign of things to come during Frostfall, Helovia is bathed in a rich tropical lushness - albiet a cold one. The coastlines of the Dragon's Throat are pelted constantly by tidal waves, and the desert climate is humid but chilly. Ice begins to form early in the Aurora Basin leaving the winding trails slick and dangerous. The mists of the World's Edge coat everything in a glistening crystalline shine which encourages mould to grow everywhere. The Spectral Marsh is the only area which remains fertile, blissfully temperature and lush.
Cotm
Character of the Month for
June, 2017
WEAVER, Corporal of the Aurora Basin, is a relatively recent addition to Helovia and has taken it by storm. Branded with the seal of Death on her chest, intrigue and interest follow both her past and present. Though she is assuredly beautiful, her sometimes sharp personality reveals that there is more to this uni-peg hybrid than meets the eye. Proving herself able on the battlefield in the Basin’s warrior ranks, we can’t wait to see her test her mettle against the looming Kaos happenings! Congratulations!
Helovia RPG was created by Tamme and Blu and coded by Tamme also known as Schwartze. All coding, palettes and imagery are copyrighted to the website and are not for use outside of Helovia. Thank you to our ServerMaster for hosting Helovia. A special thanks goes to Neo for all of her coding help and fixing Tamme's errors, Boom, for her loyal service and creation of the Time God, and to Ali for her consistent contributions and dedication.
Overhead the sun shone down casting its rays over the land of greenery laid out before the pale mare. This was a place in which she had never set foot before but figured that she might as well look around while she was still capable of doing so. It had only been a handful of months since her encounters with said stallions but already there was quite a difference in her normally slender frame. It had worried the mare at first with her past history when she had first discovered that she was indeed pregnant but now she was slowly starting to adjust to the idea that she was going to be a mother, as long as things continued smoothly that is. Turning her head to her side she looked back to her rounded belly which still came as a shock to her eyes, with her first pregnancy she had not gained quite as much weight at this stage that she could remember. Then again it was just slightly past the time in the gestation period where she had lost her last foal, perhaps that time would have been the same.
Batting off a few of the pesky flies from her hip she continued forward to see what all this place had to offer. It was the columns that caught her eye rising up out of the greenery, they looked strange and very oddly out of place to her untrained eye. Out of all places why here out in the open? Approaching them cautiously she felt the faint tickle of the icy fire upon her back for a second or so before it faded away, there had been a few attempted fails where she had tried to figure out how to gain control of it but not a whole lot of progress had been made so far. It just seemed to like to show up at random from time to time when her mood seemed to trigger some nervous response. A sizzling noise happened to catch her ear as the flames disappeared and she glanced over just in time to see a singed fly topple out of the air, bounce off her side before becoming lost in the grass.
Amused laughter erupted from her throat at the episode, apparently this fire was good for more than one thing, it also served as a torch to ignite any of the flying pests that dared land on her. Ha that will teach them, she thought smugly rolling her eyes at her strange train of thoughts lately. If it was not one thing it was another and her moods seemed to range all over the map from angry at the world to the happiest mare on four hooves in a matter of seconds. This was an interesting day so far, first she found a new place to discover and now she found a way to finally teach the pests to bug off, all in all it was quite satisfying.
Brisa speaks
TAGS: @[Torleik]
MUSE: Good
NOTES: XD What is poor torleik getting himself into now haha
A year. It had been a year since he'd last run into the white mare so in need of his help. Almost a year since what had come after...and Torleik had not seen her since, though he thought of her often. Did she ever think of him? Did she ever wonder how and what he was doing, as he did of her?
After all, it had been her vulnerability that had seduced him, and his loneliness that had agreed to try to show her (and himself; he couldn't deny that) that lovemaking could be pleasant. Surely that warranted a thought here or there?
Given that Brisa hadn't suddenly reappeared in his life earlier, letting him know their indiscretion had resulted in his becoming a highly unprepared father, Torleik had some confidence that nothing had resulted of their union. With a frown on his scarred lips, he also realized that nothing had resulted from their union - they hadn't spoken or set eyes on each other in a damned year!
Granted, he'd been fairly busy, challenging for Basin leadership, winning a tournament to become General, being captured by the fucking Regime... Torleik sighed and couldn't help but smile a little as Irelyn alighted on the middle of his head. She did that to comfort him, and he enjoyed it. Being part feline, Irelyn was capable of purring, and the dual-horned stallion liked the soft, rhythmic vibration in his skull. It helped to drown out the bad thoughts.
But her purring and soft, warm weight on his head could not block out what he saw, and Torleik's entire body stiffened when the information from his eyeballs reached his brain.
Speak of the devil.
Brisa's white form was before him, though certainly not as slender as he'd remembered. Not slender at all. She was round and heavy around her girth and an interesting sort of feeling crawled up Torleik's chest. She was with child. Obviously not by him; it had been far too long for that. Taking slow, deliberate steps towards the mare, he paused some feet away, but well within her line of sight. Were those flames on her body? Blue flames? His tension only increased.
"Brisa," he said stiffly, having nothing else to say at that moment. What was there to say? Certainly not the thoughts swirling in his head.
@[Brisa]
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OOC: He's gotten himself into more hurt and angst. It's what he excels at!
When her little amusement with torching flies subsided she once again turned her eyes back to studying the columns before her. They were old, but how old she knew not where had this place even come from to begin with. Before the darkness had driven them underground there had been many places to explore and observe that no longer seemed to exist, how could entire fields and valleys just disappear without a trace, it really made no sense. Then again random lands appearing out of the blue didn't make sense either, would there ever be answers to explain it all?
A sharp pain interrupted her thoughts causing her to shift around in annoyance as her ears flicked back to her skull for a fraction of a second. God damn that hurt, why was it that her child seemed to like flipping around like an acrobat at times could it not move without kicking her behind the ribs each and every time. It would have to be inherited by its father she figured as she would not find it amusing to do flips just for the sake of it. Kids would be kids she thought with a shake of her head as the pain eased before disappearing altogether. The strangest thing for her about this whole pregnancy was trying to get used to feeling of another moving around inside her, at first it was just weird but she was slowly accepting it as typical.
Speaking of father, she really needed to try and figure out who the father would be. Was there a chance that it could be the kind hearted black stallion she had met or would it be the pegasus who she had happened upon shortly afterwards? Both had been kind to her and shown her that she could trust again but she really had no idea who had managed to knock her up after she had previously thought she was incapable of carrying a child. Neither had stuck around too long afterwards but she thought of them repeatedly hoping that she might happen upon them again. It would be nice if she could figure out who the father was so that her child would not have to grow up without one, she knew what it was like as she had neither of her parents growing up she wanted better for her child.
Turning her head in response to her name she was surprised to see one of the potential candidates walk up. Was this really who she thought it was? Torleik? She responded half in disbelief at the chances of wandering into him again after all this time. "You disappeared... I.." Trailing off she fought the hurt from her tone. She was being stupid of course he disappeared he had a life and likely more important people to see other than keep track of a mare who he had met only once before. Gah things were so confusing and complicated now, why did she have to get herself pregnant to top it all off and make things even more awkward. Now what was she supposed to say, hey ya you could possibly be the father? Oh boy this was awkward as hell.
Brisa speaks
TAGS: Torleik
NOTES: XD haha she has no idea what to think gotta love drama
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.
Many emotions hit her simultaneously at the rather accusative tone her comment was met with, what had happened to the kind hearted soldier she had fallen for many months ago? Had he forgotten altogether about the time they had shared?!? Flicking her ears back hurtfully she was speechless for a moment or two trying to figure out what the hell was going on. Her been busy? Was he kidding her? After he had left she had wandered many times back and forth hoping to meet up with him again but never did. How the hell was she supposed to know he showed up at the Edge it wasn't as if she had some gps tracking his every movement like seriously! Disbelief bubbled into anger moments later at the studs complete lack of concern that he could possibly be the father. He had mounted her had he not? How soon we forget.
"Busy? What is that supposed to mean." She commented her good mood gone as her blue eyes turned on the stud. Gotta love the effect pregnancy hormones can have on one's mood at times, normally she was not so quick to show the small portion of herself where her temper flared. " I went looking for you many times after you left, how was I supposed to know you came by the Edge. I am rarely there in case you don't remember." Taking a minute to reign herself back a step she took a couple breaths to provide her brain with oxygen before it completely lost it.
She could tell the disgust that lay behind the stallion's eyes as he glanced down to her belly, did he really think that she actually did this on purpose? Hormones didn't exactly help the whole picture in case he actually remembered their time together. She had believed that he wanted nothing more to do with her after their encounter and the absence that followed, it was during this time that she had happened upon the pegasus. Feeling completely alone and abandoned she had of course fallen for his kindness and charm and one thing had led to another. " As for the father did you happen to forget the last time we were together or was that just counted as insignificant?" With that she turned away with an exasperated sigh feeling the fire bubble through her veins along with the anger. Why did her magic have to be emotion induced, not that it seemed to make a difference in her ability to control it. It was like trying to fly, one minute you believe its possible but the moment your feet leave the ground you know the only thing you are doing is falling.
Brisa speaks
TAGS: Torleik
NOTES: Poor Tor haha having to deal with hormonal emotional mare XD
Torleik watched the anger bloom in her eyes and thought for a moment she deserved to be offended by what he said. He hadn't seen her as a loose woman, but it seemed perhaps he was slightly off in his assessment of her as a wounded but strong, innocent despite what had happened to her sort of woman. "When I looked for you I could not find you, and now you stand before me very much pregnant. I suppose I was useful to you, then," he said, his voice soft, but not gentle, cool, but not cold. He was hurt, though he knew he shouldn't be. They were nothing; they had shared a moment, and in his kindness he had tried to help. She had taken his aid and moved on. That was the way of all, was it not? He should not be surprised.
The General's eyes narrowed when she said she'd looked for him. "You did not come to the Basin. I would have known; Deimos would have prevented you from entering. And no," he grunted, "I don't recall you mentioning you are rarely in your home - only that when I offered to take you there, you were not yet ready to return." How dare she put this on him as if he had just walked away and never thought of her again, never looked for her, never wondered about her?
Not as if he'd done as she, and run away and taken a new lover! So quickly they moved on when you were not all they wished you to be, these women, he thought bitterly. Irelyn, very confused by all of this, was headbutting his leg, rubbing her feathered head against him, trying to gain his attention to calm him. Purring on his head had done nothing to help so she'd dropped to the ground, knowing he worried about stepping on her from time to time. He was still ignoring her. Irritated and finding this large white mare a threat to her bonded's peace of mind, Irelyn marched out from between Torleik's legs and threw up her wings, demanding attention. A sharp squawk made it clear she was not fond of Brisa. Not at all.
The rabicano could barely hear Brisa speak anymore, and he felt angrier as she tried to insinuate he was the father. Him.
Really.
After all this time, she expected him to believe that he was responsible for this? Impossible.
But it was her last question that made him explode, normally cool outward demeanor cracking for the shortest of moments. "Insignificant?!" he thundered, making the surrounding birds take startled flight due to the sudden and intense sound. "You..." Torleik struggled, strangled by his own inarticulate rage.
And then, in that moment, it occurred to him that she was probably scared. She was pregnant, they hadn't been able to find each other, and she needed someone. It didn't excuse that she was throwing blame on him for this, which was ridiculous, but he wouldn't be so cold as to push her away in a time such a this.
He closed his eyes for a long moment, calming himself, and when they reopened, his glacial blues were much less like a raging, frothing icy sea. "Trying to bluff me into believing I am the father when I clearly cannot be is..." he trailed, not even sure of what he was trying to say. "If you need protection, some security, someone...you need just tell me. I didn't just...mount you and walk away. I tried; I didn't know where you were. But I am here now and I cannot be the child's parent, but I can...try to help."
Was that enough? He didn't know. This was entirely unexpected and to say he was underprepared was a vastly inaccurate assessment of the situation.
Standing with her back turned to the stallion she was at a loss for words. So many emotions flared within her heart but she had no idea which one she should be feeling. Hurt, betrayed, anger, sadness, exasperated, was it normal to try and process so many emotions at once? Males were just so.. so frustrating and confusing. Why could things not just work out properly where all parties were in the loop about things, everyone should just get a board hang it around their neck and display their thoughts, it would solve so many male problems.
" I never went to the Basin because I know how most living there treat those of us like me. I wanted to go find you but I couldn't risk my life or its life.." She managed emotion slowly creeping into her tone. Every encounter with those from the Basin had left her on edge about her safety, well all except her encounter with this stallion. Esther had made it clear as day that those without a horn were worthless and not accepted, so had the golden witch who had tried to kill her. Showing up on their doorstep would only be asking for trouble that she did not want. "Maybe I wasn't ready to go back because I wanted to spend more time with you!" She commented sharply a little hurt that he did not seem to get that. It was hard to think about things when she not only had to be concerned about her life but that of someone else. If it was just her, fine she would have risked walking up there dead was better than alone anyway but having a life depend on her.. she couldn't let it suffer too.
The silence that followed was filled with tension but she refused to be the one to break it, she had no idea where to go from here. When words finally did come they were hesitant and unsure. Giving herself a moment to diffuse her own temper she turned slightly to look Torleik in the face again. " I am not trying to bluff you into believing anything.. there is a chance you are the father.. I don't know..what to do... It's not like I planned to get..like this.." Her voice was soft and pained as she struggled with her inner feelings. How was she supposed to be a mother when she never had one.. she was broken and no child should have to be stuck with her.
Shakily sighing she dropped her eyes to the ground, why was it so hard to stop caring about what others thought of her. Like it or not part of her heart belonged to the black stallion here with her, she couldn't just make her heart stop loving him. " I never wanted this..but I don't regret what we did. Maybe you do now... but I can't change the way I feel." Flicking her ears to the side she wanted the earth to consume her now to save her the embarrassment and pain. The sizeable amount of fight that she had left drained out of her, leaving her feeling empty and hollow. She was scared as to what would come next in this long journey but it was her battle to fight.
Desperately she wanted someone to understand, someone just to be there with her, was that so hard to ask? As Torleik spoke again her eyes wavered slightly in his direction again. " I don't want you to think i'm forcing this upon you, you have the choice to walk away but I don't. I came here hoping I would find not because I wanted to blame you but to spend time with you again. I can't stop thinking about the time we spent together and wishing it never ended." Blinking back the moisture that formed across her eyes she allowed her head to sink down, there was nothing more she could do now but wait and see. Would he hate her now for admitting she cared about him? He was so angry already at her.. but maybe she deserved it.
His ears flicked back, displeased by the accurate description of how those who were not unicorns were treated at their borders. And now, with the sentinel guarding the entrance to the Basin...it was probably best she had not coming looking for him that far, he thought. The sentinel alone might have killed her. He would have to speak to his cousin about that to ensure that the large mechanical beast would only prevent those who were not to enter from entering and would not attack unless itself attacked - or ordered to attack. Surely Ulrik could make that happen? He controlled the beautiful mechanical monstrosity, right?
Brisa snapped at him that maybe she hadn't wanted to go back home because she wanted to spend more time with him, and he felt a little guilty. "Why didn't you just say so? I did not think myself so important; I thought you were afraid of something in your hom or avoiding someone there," the rabicano stallion said, slightly irked. It would help if these women would just say what they meant and wanted. He could not read their minds like he could read Irelyn's. Guessing and groping and slipping around in the dark was frustrating as hell.
So, even though he did not believe he could be the father, he offered to be there for her, if she needed someone, to help. Torleik didn't want her to feel like she was utterly alone - even though he thought that surely she had to have friends? Some support system of some kind? Brisa wasn't an outcast, after all. The white mare's response, however, shocked him both with her words and her honesty. She wasn't bluffing him. He could see it in her eyes.
He really could be a father. Of course he heard that it wasn't utterly final; but he knew already, in his gut, that she'd been with someone after him. Still - the way she was imploring him led him to believe that however pregnancies worked, it was he who was responsible for putting her in this state; that the other male was an extra, a fluke, corollary to their situation.
Brisa's words kept coming and Torleik was silent, unsure of what to say. She held feelings for him, she didn't want the time they spent together to end. What was he supposed to say to that? "I don't regret it, and I didn't intend to just walk away," he told her softly, reiterating that he hadn't meant to leave her. "I can't fix what happened then, but...I am here now."
His brain chose that moment to truly register that he was going to be a father - oh gods, I'm not ready for that... - and that he was going to have a family with Brisa - Do I love her like she wants me to? Torleik cared for her, certainly, but he had been so busy in the past year with...everything...that he couldn't even take stock and assess his feelings towards almost anyone, let alone this woman he was going to start a family with.
His ears remained sideways, unsure of if he was angry or simply resigned. He felt trapped, but the trapping was of his own damn doing and there was no denying that. The Bloodskald would be a true man and take responsibility for what he'd wrought.
Living with your feelings was one thing but trying to explain them to the one who many revolved around was a complete other story. A mixture of hope, fear and resentment filled her making her feel only more confused. There was hope to moving forward after all this, hope to maybe some part of shared feelings, fear in not knowing what would happen and resentment in the sense that she had kept this to herself for so long. It was hard to put into words what the heart felt but even harder to figure out what it all actually meant in the end. Was she chasing after a dream or was this a potential outcome she may be in favor of? Only time would tell...
When she spoke again her voice was soft yet warm. " I am not really good at talking to people about what I feel or want. I was scared that you wouldn't feel the same way and me end up winding up feeling like an idiot." There had been many times in her life where she had tried to speak up to voice her opinions but majority had ended badly. Once the sour taste is there it becomes hard to break what lingers beyond the surface as a constant reminder.
Sighing softly she tried to think positively about this whole situation, maybe her luck could take a turn in the right direction for once. It would be a very nice change in her already complicated life, surely there was light at the end of the tunnel, right?
The next words helped tremendously with her internal battle, maybe even inspiring her to see the up side of this whole pregnancy disaster. Stepping forward a little shyly at first she extended her muzzle in a attempt to touch the stallion's neck in appreciation for his great kindness to her. Not having many by her side only made things scarier, she greatly needed to feel as if someone cared even just a little. " Thank you, I wish this had been on better terms though. I mean with this complication and all it came rather unexpectedly I just hope you don't hate me because of it. I just wish there was some way to know now instead of waiting so long, I'm sorry I never meant this to happen."
Her biggest fear was to have her confirmation but it be not what she wanted. If only there was a way she could make everyone happy. "Will you be a part of his or her life, I don't want it to suffer as I did growing up.. Alone and not knowing who you are." The paternity would likely be a deciding factor in the decision, but regardless of what happens she would want her child to know him as she has been able to experience. But would blood prevent that possibility?
Brisa talks Brisa thinks
•• TAGS: Torleik •• NOTES: Sorry for crappy post, long long couple of days ••
The dark stallion frowned when Brisa said she was scared he wouldn't feel the same way. How was he supposed to? In truth they didn't know each other very well. There had been mutual pain and need between them that had been soothed that day, but other than their traumatic pasts, what did they share? Would she want to parent as he would? Would she demand he live outside the Basin? If the child looked like a unicorn, could it live with him?
Was he even truly ready for any of this? "Emotions are...only a part of what controls actions," he murmured in return. This was a life that had been made and she was afraid to speak to him about it because of what his feelings might be? The white mare seemed soothed by his statement that he would be here, now, even though he had been absent the past year.
"I don't hate you," he said, surprised when she voiced the fear of that. How could he hate her? For what, becoming pregnant? That was his fault, not hers. Without him she would not be in this situation. But being here now was one thing; Brisa mentioned the other.
Would he be there for the child's life.
That meant actually being a parent. "I...I will do my best," was all Torleik could honestly utter. He was scared and vastly unprepared to be a father, but he couldn't just abandon a child of his. That would be wrong. It also didn't mean he could be there always, especially if they lived in different herds. Taking a breath, he tensed when she touched him. Last time that had occurred, this was the result.
This was a lot to take in at once and Torleik realized he needed time to process it all before he could know where exactly he stood. Turning his attention to Brisa once more, his demeanor firmed up a bit. "I need some time to consider all of this and decide exactly what I'm going to do," the Bloodskald stated. "You look as if you are due soon; where do you plan to have the child? I will try to be there."
They say that time can heal all wounds and solve many problems but it is time that no one wants to wait for. While she could understand that Torleik needed time to figure out what she had said and process it all could the time really make things easier? She had quite a fair stretch of time to try and figure out how she felt about this whole pregnancy thing but honestly she still wasn't sure if she was ready for this or not. Months had stretched between the day she had first discovered her surprise pregnancy to today and time really had made no difference to her, perhaps others had better luck with it all.
"I don't hate you," The lyrics took a moment to sink in to her overloaded brain but when they did surprise spread through her like wildfire. She had been expecting the anger and the confusion but she had not expected for the black stud to not hate her. In actuality this was her fault or at least she felt it was, if she had not been so.. so broken and so lost perhaps she might have acted differently. There was also the act of stupidity on her own part that enabled two potential sires. She felt stupid for behaving in such a way even though her sorrow had played a huge part of the cause. Even with all the pain that night she managed to reveal openly that night she still felt peace with the memory. Her heart had latched onto the kind words and the gentle nature of man and sucked her in deep. For the first time someone had shown her great respect and kindness how could she not fall head over hooves in the process. Men were just so complicated, why did mother nature have to make them as they were. If there were more fugly brutes out there it would at least help with the whole attraction problem.
As the next burning question came forward she almost expected the answer to be a resounding no, but again Torleik took her by surprise with his answer. Nodding with understanding she lifted her gaze to his wondering the thoughts that much be going through his mind right now. " That's all I can ask you for." she replied gently. It was a fragment of hope should he be the father, at least there was a chance her child might have a father to help raise them.
The whereabouts of the birth had not been something she had considered yet. She had been so consumed with everything else going on she had ignored the inevitable birth. The first place that came to mind was home but her decision was easily swayed from here. Torleik could not be with her if she stayed within the borders, she would need to think of somewhere else. " I haven't really given it much thought maybe the secret grove or the heavenly fields? I really don't know I've never done any of this before, I don't know where to even start." She replied with a sigh. There was so much to think about but not enough hours in a day to cover them all. "It won't be in the Edge though, thats all I really know.. I would appreciate it if you could be there but I understand if you can't."
Closing her eyes for a second she shifted to ease the foot that seemed to be lodged behind her ribs thanks to her darling child. Darling was the last thing she wanted to call it right now but she would refrain from saying things it might overhear. " For what its worth I hope that you are its father." she commented softly allowing her head to droop down while she was wanting to lean her head into the warm confines of Torleik's neck but she hesitated not knowing if he even wanted contact from her.
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