Romani
"A Protector of the Edge, hm? A noble, fulfilling position." The Haflinger's smile grew, her dark lips pulling upwards and her eyes were alight with joy. "Seasons ago, I myself served as a Skilled Protector to the Edge, beneath the good Captain's Destrier and Kaj, and we served together under Queen Mirage. Can you tell me, my friend, if they are well?"
Romani knew not if both Destrier and Kaj, or even Mirage, remained in the Edge after the fiasco of undead that had once roamed the world, or if they were well. Her heart ached at the possibility that either one of them may have succumbed to the darkness that had covered the world, albeit briefly. Hopefully they were all well and healthy...
Crisp cerulean eyes glanced down to Kasai who looked rather comfortable in the pale sand of the beach, and the bulky mare chuckled. "Would you care to take a stroll with me in the waves, Cheveyo? It's been a long time since I could share in the company of others. Sometimes... Sometimes I ponder returning to the Edge, for it gets so frightfully lonely out on the roads. After I lost my home in the Windtossed Foothills, the World's Edge is where I swore fealty to... But I fear that I am not situated to call that place 'home'."
@[Cheveyo]
ooc: Sorry for the wait, dear!
The True Soldier Fights Not Because
He Hates What is in Front of Him,
But Because he Loves What is Behind Him.