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| Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.1hh :: 4 Y/O HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE |
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There's still a fire in my heart, my darling,
But I'm not burning for you
A cold, sharp sea wind whipped across the cliff top, catching the mass of hair that grew from the neck of a bracing blue roan and turning it white as the winter air triggered her passive oddity. Grimacing, Dacianna turned her back to it and the mass of snowy hair, scattered with unchanging gold, caught around her face causing her to laugh despite it being rather uncomfortable to tolerate. "Yes, I know" she snorted, as if the wind would reply with anything other than its wild whistling and violent gusts. Like a child she found it quite fun to stand there and be blown forwards, challenging herself to withstand it as much as she could until she felt that it was quite enough and there was chance that her hair might stay in a permanent upwards position. Only then did she retreat into the shelter of the woodland, lingering next to a rather large trunk feeling windswept and refreshed; her head now cleared to think on what she would do now.
What would she do now?
The question felt like both a simple and complex one that encompassed everything from what she would do in the next hour to the next season. It was enough to draw a frown across her brow and she glanced around her, as if inspiration might just fall from the sky, saving her from the doldrums of procrastination. Dacianna pulled herself from the devoid and bereft, choosing to instead engage her legs in a little more exercise and she began to leisurely wander through the woods. She had dedicated part of her time to exploring the outer wilds of Helovia, but she also wanted to know a little more of this herd that was now her home.
So she roamed through the misty realm in hope of finding faces with whom she now shared a home with and the gentle hum of a cheery tune drifted through her lips. She was a little shabbier than her usual fairly neat appearance due to her earlier escapade on the cliff top, with her sash of red now strewn messily up her neck and large chunks of her mane entangled on her dark horns; all in all she looked dragged through a hedge backwards as the saying went.
Still, it didn't stop her happily hummed song.
[all are welcome!! <3]
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| Mare :: Pegasus :: 16 hh :: 11 years HP: 62 | Buff: NOVICE |
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It was with absolute delight that Alysanne, who had been wandering off on her own, recognized a familiar (if disheveled) figure also moving through the forest. “Dacianna!” She had been absolutely latching onto any friendly faces that she knew, they were perfect distractions. It wasn’t too hard to slip back into her former personality, as though it was a muscle memory. The knowledge of how to be that bright, friendly mare still existed somewhere in her mind - but she got horribly tangled up in the mess that was Alysanne’s mind lately.
She hurried forward, wincing as the quick movements pulled on her injuries from her spar with Tembovu. By the time she reached the roan, though, there was nothing but a smile on her face. Her small owl companion was in his usual spot, snoozing contently in between her ears, only peeking one dark eye open to make sure it was someone on the approved friends list. Content, the eye closed sleepily once more.
Alysanne extended her muzzle to greet the mare with a soft bump - her eyes bright as she looked Dacianna over. Aside from looking like she had been standing on the cliffs she was looking well! “How wonderful to see you again, I was so hoping you would find your way here safely.”
There had been a lingering sense of guilt that neither she nor Iona had been able to lead Dacianna here - instead leaving her with only a direction to go with and the name of the land she was looking for. What a warm welcome into Helovia! First a battle between gods, followed swiftly by an invitation to the Edge but no actual escort to bring them there. “I’m so sorry my sister and I couldn’t have stayed to guide you, my daughter was missing and we needed to find her.” Naerys was a constant source of stress, ever since the god battles. Far from encouraging the girl to stay out of danger it seemed to encourage her into dangerous situations.
“Have you been settling in well?”
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@Dacianna :D
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| Absent Abyss atk: 5.5 | def: 8.5 | dam: 6 |
| Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.1hh :: 4 Y/O HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE |
| imi |
There's still a fire in my heart, my darling,
But I'm not burning for you
“Hmm?” she said with an absent mind to whoever just shouted her name until the cogs started to turn and realisation slowly dawned on her face. “Oh! Alysanne!” she exclaimed, stopping her humming to greet the painted Pegasus who had been kind enough to heal her and offer her a home. Dacianna remembered clearly the pain she had felt that dreadful day and the relief when it had been magically lifted from her. Right now, however, she suddenly became quite aware of her dishevelled appearance in front of a new friend and found herself cursing silently that this was the image she was presenting. Yet, if these Edge horses should know something of her then perhaps it was fitting that her disregard to her own appearance was one of the fine traits of Dacianna. She resisted the urge to sigh at herself, instead smiling at the mare that offered a warm muzzle and the roan also extended her own. For the first time her golden gaze rose upwards to see the owl so very comfortably sat between two fluffy ears and a warm feeling welled up from her chest feeding the urge to say ’awww’. How cute they were.
“You too” she chimed, remembering that the healer too had had her own injuries that day to contend with. It was comforting to know Alysanne had made it back to her home that was now Dacianna’s home also. “Oh please don’t, you did more than enough for me, a simple stranger” she brushed off the mare’s apology that only added more to Daci’s own sense of guilt. Why was she apologising? This mare had no duty of care towards her. “Did you find your daughter?” she asked with worry filling her voice.
She remembered the appaloosa on the beach that had fallen to his knees in grief over losing his own child… What if this too had happened to Alysanne?! Once again she found herself pondering furiously why on earth these Helovian Gods had opened the Rifts?! Why would they hurt their own like this? Dacianna was not worth the life of somebody’s child; she’d rather of died in the Rift than cause such chaos, but then… Was that selfish thinking? Was it insensitive? Should she take the life she had been gifted and live it without remorse, if so, how? How?
The roan buried her thoughts for the moment to wait on the healers reply “quite well, I still feel like a stranger here, but I’ve never felt more welcome in a herd before” she admitted. Perhaps one day, maybe after a few seasons, this misty abode will begin to feel more like home and less like just a place she was staying.
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Don't let the curtain catch you, cause you've been here before,
The chair is an island darling, you can't touch the floor
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| World's Edge Queen atk: 7 | def: 10 | dam: 3.5 |
| Mare :: Pegasus :: 16 hh :: 11 years HP: 62 | Buff: NOVICE |
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Had Alysanne known Dacianna was worried about her appearance, she would have been quick to brush off any concerns. As someone who had recently spent the better part of a year moping about and caring about how groomed she was about as little as she had cared about just about anything. More days had been spent with Hemlock picking needles and sticks out of her hair so that no one else would notice.
And besides, being windswept was a good look for her friend from another world!
Aside from being a little messy, Dacianna was looking well and it warmed Alysanne’s heart so greatly to see it. There was no promise of peace in a land such as this but at least there was protection in a herd.
“I think you’ll find that I care a great deal about simple strangers, Dacianna - yourself included.” She smiled warmly, softening the chiding note in her words. She hoped the pretty roan would not further feel the need to brush of such apologies - or harbour any guilt for the kindness that had been shown to her by the twin sisters. For Alysanne really had felt bad about that whole situation - stranger or friend, she and her sister had unfortunately had no choice but to abandon her just as quickly as she had arrived in Helovia.
Her dark face crinkled with an appreciative smile as Dacianna asked after her daughter - touched by the worry she showed. “I did, thank you. She was a little wounded in the fight - had stepped out to defend me after I was injured if you can believe it! But nothing that couldn’t be healed quickly.” Alysanne shrugging her wings a little bit in exasperation - she would have tossed her head in a dramatic eye-roll if it would not have promptly dislodged Hemlock. She was getting a lesson on what it felt like being on the protected end of someone else acting selflessly and she despised such lessons. “I don’t remember being nearly so troublesome when I was a filly.” Not that she was going to admit it, but her trouble-causing years were upon her now.
“I’m glad to hear that. We were all strangers, at one point...” But her smooth voice trailed off as she remembered that not everyone had been introduced to Helovia in the same manner as Dacianna had. She continued after a short, light laugh. “Perhaps without quite so rocky of a introduction but strangers nonetheless. I’m so glad everyone’s been welcoming!” One way or another, everyone had come wandering into Helovia and, it would seem, for the most part - almost everyone decided to stay, herself included.
Alysanne was sad that she had not been the one to greet Dacianna on her arrival at the Edge, but at least now she was sure that the mare had been greeted kindly. “Did whoever greet you explain the various disciplines you can choose to become a part of?”
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| Absent Abyss atk: 5.5 | def: 8.5 | dam: 6 |
| Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.1hh :: 4 Y/O HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE |
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04-12-2016, 09:03 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-12-2016, 09:04 AM by Dacianna.)
Dacianna
Dacianna had never met one quite so like Alysanne before. Selfless and kind were traits, in the roan’s eyes, not easily found like violence and greed. The latter was much simpler, but raw benevolence was much harder to maintain and so the priest appreciated every decent horse she met. Daci took the soft reprimand with a bell-like titter and smiled at the healer who had plucked her from pain “then you are a gift to the world” she proclaimed instead, hoping Alysanne wouldn’t dwell on the events in the Isles. Now that they were in the same herd, it was probably best that they didn’t feel the need to apologise for inconvenience every time they passed by, at least, that’s what Dacianna thought.
She was glad, on the other hand, that her daughter had been found well, if a little bruised and, no doubt the roan presumed, acquiring a chewed ear from her mother. “She must love you dearly and lucky her mother is an excellent healer,” the girl laughed, it was a relief to laugh in the aftermath of something that could’ve gone much worse, rather that than cry.
So in the end, Dacianna had made it through alive just like Alysanne along with her troublesome daughter. It made some of the past a little easier to remember.
“I suppose being led out of an alternate realm by one God only to go headfirst into a battle with another wasn’t the smoothest entrance…” she agreed. Dacianna had to wonder, however, if she would have ever made it to Helovia had it not been for her incarceration in the Rift world. Perhaps she’d still be looking for a home now. Still, if Dacianna had to do it all again, she would take her chances that she would find Helovia without the Rift. She would never go back willingly to the dark world that smelt like death and looked even worse.
Her mind brushed back to the time she was greeted by the glass ruins and she smiled at the memory “not really” she thought “but I chose to be a Philosopher after seeing the Moon God one night” in the end, that was the reason. That, and she wasn’t committed to warrior skills or the healing arts, she certainly wasn’t a builder even though she was good at digging nor was she especially good at being sneaky. In fact, she liked to talk that much it would probably become an issue. It was a Helovian God that had brought her here and the other, the Moon, appeared mystical enough to look important and interesting. She was good at studying and, in the end; it was quite an easy decision.
“I was met by the King, his effeminate friend and Erthë” she explained, it sounded like a bizarre novel, and was quite the unique little gathering. At the time she had no idea Tembovu was the King, she didn’t even know that was his name; she thought it was Bov thanks to Kuiaji or Aji. Dacianna was half sure it was a riddle. “They were nice enough to greet me, though their interest in my trinkets was disconcerting,” she admitted with a note of disapproval.
“How long have you lived here?” she asked the healer with curiosity.
Helovia seemed to be so full of faces with stories and Dacianna had decided her route to becoming a real Helovian lay in understanding these faces until she eventually became one of them. “I see marks of an interesting past here,” she pondered, like the glass wall, “does Helovia have a history of unusual things?” Dacianna counted the Rift battle as unusual, though perhaps it wasn’t so strange here, in this land full of ruins and magic.
@Alysanne sorry its so late!! D: have some Daci word vomit <3
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