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02-08-2017, 04:34 PM
Qeren really had neglected to pay attention to just how run down she was feeling with the long journey she had taken. The one that had lead her to the mouth of Helovia. Of course she had noticed some aches - but being so focused on keeping moving. Well. The depth of the exhaustion hadn't been really realized by her.
Keep moving. That was all she had told herself as the endless wandering pushed her forward. Forcing herself further and further away from all she had known. Anyone she found familiar. Not that she left much behind... The bastard daughter of a merchant lord didn't get much respect. Apparently enough mind to nearly find herself at the end of an assassins blade. Enough her mother had...
Now at the prospect of a place to rest... stay. Even if for only a short while. Well. It felt good yes. But Qeren came to realize the depth of exhaustion. The ache radiated through her. Naturally the mare did her best to hide the physical exhaustion. Ever weary - how was the mare to know if it was truly a safe place. Though Tiamat had seemed genuine, after one had nearly been killed by assassins. Well. Pessimism seemed to have an anchor.
Deeper into Helovia they had walked. Qeren was relieved at the pace Tiamat had chosen to set for them. It was attainable. The taller mare had managed a smile at the prospect of the journey ending.
Yet she hadn't expected the land she beheld as she peered down the mountain path. The valley was breathtaking. A far cry from the kind of place she had lived most her young life. "It's beautiful” - the words had a touch of wonder as she stood looking down.
There was another moment of hesitation, before she reached out to take the rose hips, "thank you,” Qeren wasn't accustomed to the level of attention or apparent care for her well being. Not from most outside her mother, perhaps father. The dappled bay mare offered a slight smile after eating the rose hip... While usually she was happy with peace and quiet. It had been so long since she really had company that she could speak to. So she ventured to continue, "Have you lived here very long?”
NOTE || sorry for the wait <3
"speech here" thought here
Keep moving. That was all she had told herself as the endless wandering pushed her forward. Forcing herself further and further away from all she had known. Anyone she found familiar. Not that she left much behind... The bastard daughter of a merchant lord didn't get much respect. Apparently enough mind to nearly find herself at the end of an assassins blade. Enough her mother had...
Now at the prospect of a place to rest... stay. Even if for only a short while. Well. It felt good yes. But Qeren came to realize the depth of exhaustion. The ache radiated through her. Naturally the mare did her best to hide the physical exhaustion. Ever weary - how was the mare to know if it was truly a safe place. Though Tiamat had seemed genuine, after one had nearly been killed by assassins. Well. Pessimism seemed to have an anchor.
Deeper into Helovia they had walked. Qeren was relieved at the pace Tiamat had chosen to set for them. It was attainable. The taller mare had managed a smile at the prospect of the journey ending.
Yet she hadn't expected the land she beheld as she peered down the mountain path. The valley was breathtaking. A far cry from the kind of place she had lived most her young life. "It's beautiful” - the words had a touch of wonder as she stood looking down.
There was another moment of hesitation, before she reached out to take the rose hips, "thank you,” Qeren wasn't accustomed to the level of attention or apparent care for her well being. Not from most outside her mother, perhaps father. The dappled bay mare offered a slight smile after eating the rose hip... While usually she was happy with peace and quiet. It had been so long since she really had company that she could speak to. So she ventured to continue, "Have you lived here very long?”
NOTE || sorry for the wait <3
"speech here" thought here
@Tiamat
Going ahead and saying she'll be rated M as she doth not have the mouth of a lady.... #swearfest
