Megaera & Gwaihir
the fought as legends
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[OPEN] we do the oligarchy shuffle [LEADS]
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05-26-2015, 11:45 PM
FAC FORTIA ET PATERE
be brave and endure
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05-31-2015, 11:48 PM
this is gospel for the fallen ones Archibald had disappeared. The Falls had descended into an era of tenuous peace, stability. But not activity. Kaj despaired over the losses their numbers had suffered, fretted that he was bound to the borders while Archibald was missing. He longed to do best by his herd, for they had sacrificed so much for him, but he feared with each passing day that the curse over the land would prevail in the end. Kaj had never learned when to give up, to break and shatter, let the world crush him with its weight. He soldiered on with bloodied mouth and cracked teeth, a sneer smeared across his face and lightning in his eyes. His family had placed their trust in him, and he would drag himself across shattered glass, would walk on broken legs and fly with crippled wings to keep them safe. Archibald or no, he would work until he spontaneously dropped to break the curse of the land his family now resided in. It did not mean that Kaj was not mortal. He was destined to fail in many aspects, one of which was the sin of temptation and doubt. His dreams were filled with crackling eyes and effervescent smiles, mischievous dimples and thundering laughter. He awoke yearning, reaching for something that was too far away to even imagine. Kaj feared, as all mortal things fear, that he would not be able to resist the pull that drew him towards a woman too dangerous for a weak man such as himself. There was no denying how she made him feel, how she swept into his rather ordinary life and gripped him by the ears, dragging him forth into a realm he had not allowed himself into. Careful, always careful, he had told himself for so long, pounded into his head. Why be careful? She had asked him with every move, and he had not had a good answer for her. What else had he missed out on? From the corner of his eye was a pillar of everlasting, unnatural fire and light. Heart surged with sudden, fearful protectiveness. Was it a rebel group, returning to cripple the land and yank back control? Yet another magical beast intent on savaging his family? Godly retribution for their desertion? A simple wildfire? There were too many possibilities, and the stallion surged down the greenery, muscles tensed and poised like a great golden beast rather than the vessel of a civilized man. He reached the precipice of his occupied landmass, massive wings arcing out in billowing snaps, trusting them to catch him. Down through the canyons he swept, pushing as hard as his body could take, each pounding sweep of his wings buzzing in his own ears. He found only a singular form. Descending sharply he landed harshly, joints protesting. He was no youthful colt any longer, but he'd protect his family until he was a wizened bag of flesh and bone. Panting heavily he eyed the girl, taking in her form, her stance. Respectful, awaiting someone...him? Was she a diplomat? Perhaps it had been her way of calling him to her, whatever that pillar of light was. "Excuse my behavior, your magic inspires worry when unanticipated," he responded, voice gruff and husky with his own receding emotions and heaving lungs. Swallowing to ease it away, he adjusted his own rather defensive stance into a settled one. Wings retracted and folded neatly at golden sides, head tilted to regard the woman with foxlike baby blue eyes. "My name is Kaj, I am one of the Czars of these lands. What can I do for you?" The echo of the waterfall and its cavern behind her was appropriately distant, but it gave him peace, allowed him to regulate his racing heart and trembling breaths. Perhaps he was becoming paranoid, he thought sarcastically to himself with a wry little grin. @[Megaera] Code: Time & Neo credit bronzehalo Please only tag starting posts, spars, and threads collecting dust! Plot with me here!
06-05-2015, 11:51 PM
FAC FORTIA ET PATERE
be brave and endure
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06-06-2015, 01:32 AM
archibald the dauntless
The Dauntless was not lost. He had not abandoned his post, lost himself in the wilderness as he once had. No. Not at all. Archibald was waiting, patrolling and searching, mind churning with the plans he would make known when the time was wholly right. Kaj, such an emotionally deterred man, controlled by the tickle of his heart and the breathe in his lungs was too-fragile. Had Archibald not assured him of his loyalty and drive for this herd, this family? Had Archibald not opened the floodgates for growth and possibility to flourish here, in this bramble-filled land once more? Perhaps he and Kaj needed to speak again, for Archibald to give the other Czar his simple words: take heart, Stormbringer.
Archibald and Loretta moved towards the pillar of light that burst from their borders. Massive hooves and paws made the earth tremble with the sheer might of their natural force, and Archibald and his bitch broke through the undergrowth with proudly held heads and cold, hard eyes. "I am Archibald the Dauntless. Welcome to the Hidden Falls." Archibald spoke with a deep, commanding voice, but it was not short of showing respect. However, this was his land and this woman before him was trespassing. Golden eyes moved briefly to Kaj, a simple flick of his ear in the direction a silent greeting to his leading partner. There was no need to give te Stormbringer a lavish welcome. He and Archibald both knew well enough that any small semblance of weakness-perceived or true-could be the downfall of their kingdom.
Before the mate could even continue her speech, the Dauntless and his cur beside him were analyzing her. She was not from the Basin, no. Her wings and sun-bleached highlights broke that prediction right away. Archibald doubted she was from the Worlds Edge. If the new Kings were as able and determined as Ophelia had let on, one of them would be standing before him. And so, the Czar decided she was from the Dragons Throat. With a Stoney mind, Archibald wondered why the Wildfire himself was not asking entrance to their home to discuss alliances and political jargon. Loretta eyed the eagle, her lip tingling with his display. "We have done well. We give our thanks to your crafters, the metal from your sands made strong armor to help fortify us."
Shifting his weight some, the massive stallion was suddenly aware of the dark grey feather tied at the base of his wither, above where his breast plate buckled securely. "Should the Throat still hold our loyalty of alliance, we will hold the bond strong." Archibald was no stallion to beat around the bush. She had a purpose here, as did the Czars before her. @[Kaj] @[Megaera] I've been known for my hate, but I'm a dealer of simple choices; for me it's never too late. please tag me
06-14-2015, 08:00 PM
this is gospel for the fallen ones Like two arcing arrows they rose to meet one another, tips embedded deep into the earth where each pacing beast was caged, a line drawn unseen between the two. Analyzing one another, swollen and crested into peak condition and intimidation. Though Kaj was uncomfortable that she had entered and technically gone across the borders, he was in that moment more concerned with the fears that had lingered at the back of his mind on the hurried flight over. After a few tense minutes they both eased, recognition of sand and surf on her pelt, a home that Kaj had once called his own a very, very long time ago. His heart ached with memory of Tandavi and her mother, of Kri and Onni. Times had changed, their memories held only in distant echoes for many. The Throat had moved on, grown even stronger, but Kaj would forever remember his two seasons of life in that desert landscape. There was no way he could forget the scent, and it lingered on Megaera's coat regardless of travel distances. Together they receded, waves reaching back to the ocean, and managed smiles and pleasantries. Kaj watched her head descend in respectful acknowledgment, and he awaited it to begin to rise for him to display his own repetition of the motion. "The pleasure is mine, Megaera. I will keep your magic in mind, all is forgiven for such a simple misunderstanding," he chuckled smoothly, eyes warm seas of cobalt as they fell upon the shorter mare. Kaj was used to looking down, physically, upon those in Helovia. He'd think no less of her for her stature, for it had nothing to do with her abilities as a Sultana. As she is speaking her purpose for her arrival, the man of the hour approaches, quiet and steady. Ah, so he hadn't disappeared. Kaj thought nothing beyond that, flicking an ear and a glance at the behemoth in returned greeting. Archibald announced himself in a quiet baritone, and Kaj turned his attention back to Megaera, a warm quiet smile on his maw in contrast to the dark stoicism of his partner. The brute could call him emotional all he wished, it was better than living life constantly brooding and lonely. Attention was directed to more professional matters, and Kaj held his silence, finding no other words necessary when Archibald dictated them already. Perhaps something in Kaj recognized the newness Megaera hid relatively well, but he found himself almost regretful on behalf of the Sultana and her visit. Another time, he idly comforted himself. Whether that would hold true was questionable, however. The companion had drawn Kaj's eye, but he only offered a wry grin in response to her words. "Most companions do not, I'm afraid. I assume that's why the gods have not deigned to give me companionship," he said frankly. It hurt his soul far more deeply than he would admit, and he certainly would never show it. But it was just another reminder of his loneliness, and he pushed it stubbornly away. Ignored and boxed up as it always was. @[Megaera] Code: Time & Neo credit bronzehalo Please only tag starting posts, spars, and threads collecting dust! Plot with me here! | ||||||||||||||||
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