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[SWP] Dark Days - Rixen - 02-27-2018
@Kiada and anyone who wants to jump in! RE: [SWP] Dark Days - Kiada - 02-27-2018
@Rixen <3 and anyone else! :D RE: [SWP] Dark Days - Kyros - 02-28-2018 Kyros
He followed the pair quietly giving them some room until. He knew that some people liked to be left alone. In honesty he didn't understand why they would want to be alone, but whatever. He turned his thoughts to the tasks at hand. He thought it was great that they might be able to do something to help this land. Maybe in healing the land he would in turn be able to heal himself. His own heart was twisted and missing. Ever since he had watched his entire family die in one swish of Kaos's tail he had never been the same. He often found himself dwelling on the matter, stuck in a never ending loop of despair. He still couldn't understand why he had been left to live. He glanced at the golden falcon his back and whispered quietly, "I am not the sun." With a shudder the gargoyle came to life. "We are not fighting, do not attack." The bird made a clicking coo as it flew around his head. The blades on it's wings shimmered in the neon light. He smiled softly at the gargoyle as he finally caught up with the two adults. he watched quietly for a moment as the golden lady tugged the tangled branches apart. Her vulture helped her the best it could, but he knew it wouldn't be enough. "Pardon me, but I think that might take to long." He stepped forward as he spoke and dipped his ivy marked head respectfully. "I'm Kyros sire, it's nice to meet you." he smiled warmly at the the blue and white stripped unicorn. He turned towards a tree thinking the trees seemed confused and scared. He stepped up to a pair that looked as if they were hugging each other for comfort. He gently pressed his young muzzle to the bark and spoke in a warm comforting voice, "Be at peace now trees,we are here to help." He closed his eyes and tried to push his good intentions into them. The golden falcon circled his head mechanical eyes watching them silently. ----------------------------- Talk Words;; 348 - table by Niki - RE: [SWP] Dark Days - Glacia - 03-02-2018 Glacia I followed behind Kiada and Rixen. I was a rather quiet companion, occasionally discussing something with Selene, but kept mainly to myself. Just trying to get to the Mangrove tidepools. The smell of brine is refreshing. It reminds me of my time living on the World's Edge. My eyes look to Kiada and her eternal flames. Funny, that I should think of it now, when I stand next to the daughter of the Elephant King. The Worlds Edge. Where we served the goddess of the Moon. A controversial deity. Yet not eternal. None of them were. Except Kaos. Or I suppose he goes primarily by Kisamoa here. Slowly my skin twitches beneath the itchy sweat caused by the lovely heat. Ah how I missed the Aurora Basin. Cool during all times of the year. I needed to find somewhere similar in this world. As we arrived, I listened to Rixen's sad words, and looked upon the ruin myself. It was sad what had happened to this place. And it had only been made worse by us. By our now dead deity's... But we were trying to fix it. So there was that. Selene lifts from her perch to follow Kiada's companion, picking at the vines as well. I agree. It will take some time. But a stranger arrives behind us. He is young. A mere child. A reminder of all the children that I had lost here. Vidar, Kvasir, Gwyn, Rowan. At least with Vidar, I knew his fate. I shove those feelings deep again. Determined not to let them control me at this moment. I needed to be strong until I found Rowan. "It's nice to meet you Kyros... What would you suggest we do to solve this dilemma?" A kind smile lifts my lips, as I'm rather curious what the child will suggest. Selene watches too, her pecking halted for the moment, her intense eyes watching and waiting. "Talk." @Kiada @Rixen @Kyros Sorry for the delay loves <3 image | bckg RE: [SWP] Dark Days - Rift Presence - 03-03-2018
It is both pitiful and horrifying; the stands of mangroves bending in towards each other, in what seems either a struggle, or a desperate need for comfort. They have pulled each other, and themselves, so tight that the knots usually forming and reforming have torn into bark and wood, dark stains of sap bleeding from the gashes. A few are straining against the knots, as if unwilling to be trapped in the deadly embrace, but they are held too tight and cannot get loose. Accompanying it all is a slow, low wail, but it is hard to tell if it is a dirge from the trees themselves, or the ocean crying for them. They do not seem to resist the aid they are given. The smaller branches Khairi untangles relax, as does the larger one Kiada tugged loose from its chokehold. The freed roots and vines twitch restlessly, as if considering returning to their previous positions, but as of yet, they make no move to do such. The tree Kyros speaks with seems to relax slightly, but its tangled roots remain in a knot. the Rift life from death * Each round is 48 hours (give or take), and has no posting order. If you miss a round, don't worry - just post when you have a chance to! The round is open until Rift Presence posts again. * New characters are always welcome to join the plot * If you find the pace too high, let us know, and we'll slow down! * Posts are encouraged to be 400 words or less. RE: [SWP] Dark Days - Rixen - 03-04-2018
RE: [SWP] Dark Days - Kiada - 03-04-2018
@Rixen @Kyros @Glacia omg we got a group im so excited ;-; Kiada notices the tree relax that Kyros had spoken to and tries to do the same to another! RE: [SWP] Dark Days - Rift Presence - 03-06-2018
They are neither willing nor unwilling as their roots are being tugged from their strangleholds; they merely are, heavy and solid, bleeding and raw. And all around them, the elegy continues, whispered by the surf and the wind and the swaying of the Mangroves. As Kiada's voice sinks through the bark and into the tree, once again the roots relax—just a little, not enough to come untangled on their own, but it is almost as if the stand of trees began to sigh, to let go of tension. the Rift life from death * Each round is 48 hours (give or take), and has no posting order. If you miss a round, don't worry - just post when you have a chance to! The round is open until Rift Presence posts again. * New characters are always welcome to join the plot * If you find the pace too high, let us know, and we'll slow down! * Posts are encouraged to be 400 words or less. RE: [SWP] Dark Days - Kyros - 03-06-2018 Kyros
His heart swelled with joy as the adults all seemed to accept him and his opinion. It was rare that one adult, let alone three, would take an interest in what a babe might have to say. It was nice being around others again and allowing himself to open up. Ilios had taught him well when it came to speaking up. One of the strangers was a pretty speckled mare that smiled at him like he thought a mother might. He smiled back feeling slightly shy towards her. He had never known a mother's love, and he didn't really want to start now. He turned his black gaze towards the stallion of the group. He noticed how they didn't give their own names, but filed it under being to preoccupied to think. His tiny tail flicked slightly as he pondered the stallion's opinion. "My magic is it, it only burns plants." Killing the trees wouldn't help anything, and he had no intention of doing that. It was after he spoke to the trees that he noticed them relax. His eyes widened brightly as he turned to look at the adults. Kiada stepped up to him and gave voice to what he had done. His heart swelled with pride at the look she gave him. He turned back tot he trees and stroked them lightly with his muzzle. He stretched up as high as he could reach and ran his tender muzzle down the length of the trunk before following a piece of root cooing softly as he worked. "The Matron sent us all to help you out." He didn't know if that tidbit of information would really help them or not, but he didn't see why hide it. ----------------------------- Talk Words;; 288 sorry I made this one so short xD - table by Niki - RE: [SWP] Dark Days - Rift Presence - 03-13-2018
They seem to enjoy the gentle touch of Kyros's small nose, the cooing, almost singsong speech; whether it is the words or the way his breath falls on their bark is hard to tell, but the mangrove stand he's touching relaxes. It seems to sigh as it releases its terrible hold on itself, oozing sap from a place where it has rubbed itself raw and cut through. the Rift life from death * Each round is 48 hours (give or take), and has no posting order. If you miss a round, don't worry - just post when you have a chance to! The round is open until Rift Presence posts again. * New characters are always welcome to join the plot * If you find the pace too high, let us know, and we'll slow down! * Posts are encouraged to be 400 words or less. |