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ROSCORRO Could he really judge another for how they looked? No. it was not the creature's horrific visage that caused the stallion to distrust the being before him. It was the way Gwyn had reacted to him, like she knew this person and he terrified her. This was what caused him to look upon the god of this world with a wary gaze, uncertain of what was to come. Others gathered around them. His gave a smile of greeting to Taivas upon her arrival. That smile softened when she sought to aid this unknown equine, could one call him that? He did not recognize many of the others that appeared, though he did not look far once one particular horse entered the scene. He watched Kiada, now far more fearful of her than the one who had called them here. His first instinct was the run, to get out of here before she saw him. It was what he had promised her on that day. Now he was breaking that promise and he feared that she would kill him for it. But he couldn't leave, torn between the promise to stay away from the mare and the stay with Gwyn. He chose the later. He could not leave the filly alone with her fear. He was certain Kiada would not lash out in the middle of the meeting, which should give him enough time to ask Taivas if she would be willing to look after his little charge and help her find her parents. Though he hated to ask, he feared he might not make it back to the young filly come the morrow. His gaze never left Kaida's form as she approached their host and pledged her loyalty. She served to confirm to the stallion that this was indeed Kisamoa, the destroyer of Helovia. The god of the Rift. He allowed his eyes to drift towards Kaos. Kaida moved and they snapped back to her. She was coming towards him! Was she intending to lash out at him in front of everyone? Fear seeped into his soul at the thought. But there was no anger shadowing the mare's countenance. She even offered him a smile, as sad as it was. Her words surprised him, rendering him speechless. She wanted to apologize? What did she have to apologize for? The wrong had been his and his alone. To him her actions were justified. So why? He knew he would not being able to understand, so he merely accepted this fact with a quiet gratitude. He gave a nod to her, swallowing back the emotions that threatened to boil over. A new light of hope began to flicker in his heart. Hope that he might be able to make amends for his actions after all. Kisamoa began talking and the stallion had to force himself to look away from where Kaida was standing now to focus on the god. The large tribrid listened intently, quickly enraptured by the god's words as he ventured to apologize and then asked for their help. Like the others his eyes were quickly captured by the large glowing orb that Kaos had brought with him. Hope. This was what he had called it. It fractured into pieces at his touch. One fragment drifted towards the large Clydesdale. He reached out curiously towards the ball of light. Upon its touch the small ember of hope exploded within him. Somewhere deep inside him he could feel the darkness that taunted him scream in fury as the light filled him with warmth. The sensation that touched his heart was indescribable. Closing his eyes he cherished the feeling, lost in its light. Voices brought him back as others offered their thanks to the god. "This is a truly precious gift." he said in soft tones, his head bowing in gratitude. "Thank you." He caught Kaida's glance his way and offered a wane smile, still unsure of where they stood, but hopeful. "Talk." But You Cannot Break My Hope! I'm Still Undefeated!

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