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09-03-2016, 06:55 PM
I’d rather be your absinthe,
Than your cup of tea.
Than your cup of tea.
Thankfully it hadn’t taken long before their approach was noticed on the shores. Her gaze swept up to the ivory mare as she landed a polite distance away and approached with the gentle disposition of a dove. A smile grew on Rexanna’s face as she dipped her head respectfully to the mare in greeting, mere seconds after Lena dipped her own head. As the mare greeted them, she introduced herself as the artisan and Rexanna made a small mental note to remember the name should she appear at their festival. But soon, Lena began to speak and introduce the both of them. A small nod was given as Lena introduced the Thief, but she stayed silent as the Mender continued on.
When Lena paused in her information, Rexanna’s oceanic gaze sought the dove’s own as she kept the smile on her face. “We’ll have a variety of events where you all can watch the northern lights and fireworks, as well as enjoy the hot springs, storytelling, and games for the children to take part in.” Her voice was strong but gentle, a chime upon the dry autumn wind. “We’ve also brought herbs for your herd from the north.” She paused, motioning toward Imogen who carefully carried the present. “All we ask is to spread the word if you’d like to.” She returned her gaze back to Sohalia with a smile, leaving it rather open ended if the mare were to have any questions for them.
It was comfortable being in the climate of the Dragon's Throat. Perhaps it was due to the fact that Orangemoon was here and Tallsun was beginning to burn its last few embers across the whole of Helovia, or maybe it was just her imagination after spending so long in the cooler climates of her home. Whatever it was, she welcomed the warmth as it spread through her bones, standing among the sands outside of the Throat. Though she imagined she couldn't do it forever, she wasn't great with warm temperatures. And for that she was thankful for the climate of the mountains, even if getting a hint of heat and desert sands were comforting time and time again.
"Talk."
When Lena paused in her information, Rexanna’s oceanic gaze sought the dove’s own as she kept the smile on her face. “We’ll have a variety of events where you all can watch the northern lights and fireworks, as well as enjoy the hot springs, storytelling, and games for the children to take part in.” Her voice was strong but gentle, a chime upon the dry autumn wind. “We’ve also brought herbs for your herd from the north.” She paused, motioning toward Imogen who carefully carried the present. “All we ask is to spread the word if you’d like to.” She returned her gaze back to Sohalia with a smile, leaving it rather open ended if the mare were to have any questions for them.
It was comfortable being in the climate of the Dragon's Throat. Perhaps it was due to the fact that Orangemoon was here and Tallsun was beginning to burn its last few embers across the whole of Helovia, or maybe it was just her imagination after spending so long in the cooler climates of her home. Whatever it was, she welcomed the warmth as it spread through her bones, standing among the sands outside of the Throat. Though she imagined she couldn't do it forever, she wasn't great with warm temperatures. And for that she was thankful for the climate of the mountains, even if getting a hint of heat and desert sands were comforting time and time again.
"Talk."
rexanna
@Sohalia
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Permission given for moderate power play.
Feel free to use magic/force on Rexanna, without killing her.
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