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Post by ➳ T e c h n o ➳ on May 31, 2024 18:39:29 GMT -7
Perihelion TW: TBD if he's going to be an idiot but probably notPeri's hooves were stained with figurative blood. The knights and light royals had been the demise of the Helkaer Commander Sly. He anticipated retaliation, but with the war in full swing he was unsure of when exactly that would happen. When, and in what form it would come. He diligently trained each day to ensure he was prepared for a battle when the time came. The tri-colour hessian was only glad that Nixi and Hunroor had chosen to stay out of this senseless war. The leaders of the Afterlife seemed wholly like children fighting over petty things. He needed a change of scenery. He could not spend his whole existence anticipating an attack. It made his mind weary, and therefore less sharp. Peri had decided to wander to the Neutral Kingdom in search of a conversation. It didn't matter who he conversed with, just that he caught himself up on a few things within the realm of Wild Equines. He couldn't very well march to the Dark Kingdom again after being advised to leave. The chestnut, obsidian and ivory hessian had gotten what he wanted from them anyway. The Helkaer were their enemies, so he wasn't about to waltz in there either. He didn't care for The Versai and he wasn't sure the Vigilum would be helpful at all. He viewed them as mostly weak for their attempts at peacekeeping. But those were thoughts he kept to himself for the sake of his King and Queen, and Casi who he considered a friend. They were also healers and therefore were not wholly weak and usesless. Peri stood at the border of Meraki Woods and let out a call to announce his presence. aliyaah ☽ caely ☾ I'd love a thread with either of you!!)
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Post by ☽ caely ☾ on Jun 15, 2024 0:27:17 GMT -7
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[attr="class","insidetop"] [break][break][break] you cannot possibly withstand this storm [attr="class","inside"] The mahogany and ivory warrioress paced relentlessly. Her white tipped auds pressed firmly against her helm as she weaved back and forth along the edge of one of Meraki’s many ponds. She had been absent-minded and in the night her King’s soul had been snatched by a demon. Her frustration was almost tangible as it electrified the air around her. Her nares flared as she inhaled a gulp of air for her lungs, only to exhale it with such force that a resounding snort echoed through the trees. How could she be so careless? How could she have missed this? Her hooves slammed into the soft earth with enough pressure to sound like she was moving at a fast pace, when in fact she was slowly walking back and forth. Her neck was low, but hung like a serpent with a lovely arch, and had it not been for the sharp lines of self-loathing and hatred that marred what beauty she had left. Boudicca had been beautiful once, she had known it, but years had passed and the lashings of life’s hardships had stolen that beauty from her. A body covered in scars, which were now fully visible with her sleek summer coat, and a mane that refused to grow beyond it’s hacked level. It bounced back and forth, tickling her crest as she marched and stewed on her first true failure as queen of the neutral kingdom, all the while her mane gleamed like dark summer grasses as it wiggled from the vibrations of her might. Her tail, long and lovely, was perhaps the only thing that she had about her that she felt proud of. Although limited to its range of motion due to the fitted jewelry cuff that she did not have anyone to help her take on and off, it still hung behind her like she were truly made to be something of royalty. She paused for a second, her steam rolling chugging steps slowed to a halt as she thought to herself, ”Why am I putting my beauty or worth on the look of something that I never see?”[break][break]
She pondered for a moment, but her suddenly peaceful ponderance away from her frustration was broken by a call that echoed off the massive trees around her. She lifted her head and forced her auds to swivel forward in the direction of the call. Her gemstone-like orbs narrowed into slits as she contemplated answering the call. Was she in any shape to greet anyone? Unlikely, but it was her duty. She inhaled and let out a grumble as she left behind her the mowed down path by the pond for the edge of her home to greet whomever thought they so badly needed the attendance of a royal. She walked for a short time when a large bay stallion appeared before her. Her eyes rolled in his direction, and he peered at her without making a sound. He must have been able to read that she was in no mood for a chit chat. ”No need to baby sit. But if you must, watch from afar. Do not be found.” She said lowly, her deep gravely tones hushed as he broke away from her side. She inhaled and attempted to tame her disgusted expression. She did her best, but her best was an expression of mild irritation or annoyance, that graced her features. Her auds had swiveled back to a neutral position, not pressed into her nape but also not pricked forward, just neutral but swiveled back. She inhaled again and the scent of a stallion entered her nares. She attempted to decipher the code of this stallion’s identity but none came to mind. She moved swiftly around a large tree and in her sights was a tri-colored beast standing there. Her eyes twitched slightly as she wondered where she felt like she had seen this fellow, he was oddly familiar, and yet no identity and no story came to the forefront of her mind. Boudicca halted several steps away and raised her gold jewelry adorned dome. ”Welcome to Meraki Woods, Stranger.” Her words were cool and straight to the point. ”What is your name? And what business do you have with Meraki Woods?” Her tone was cut and dry, no nonsense, and certainly icy. She did not know who she could trust these days, and for that, all strangers would be kept at arms length.
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Post by aliyaah on Jun 15, 2024 18:46:31 GMT -7
A stallion of five years treaded heavily down a well-worn path. It was a trail frequently traversed, and the proof of that was carved within it. The earth beneath his flints had become compacted, hardened from hooves like his own that used it to journey. What foliage lined had grown near to the footpath had been pushed aside, forced outwards from the passing of the many equines. It was a pathway within Meraki that coursed along the woods' boundary, and therefore, was appropriate for Meraki Woods' guard's to attend. With the current state of the world, and more recent events, King Avinash found that he had taken it upon himself to travel this winding path more consistently himself. He felt, genuinely, that his lack of attentiveness had allowed his soul to become stolen. He may not have been able to stop the steal himself - after all, the possession of a soul was beyond his mortal capabilities, but perhaps should he have been more careful, he could have called upon another for aid. At the very least, he was grateful that it had been he himself who had been the target, and not one of his herd members - or more importantly, his queen. He worried about his own well being far less than that of those he was responsible for... So while his soul being captured by the Underworld was a setback, he gathered there were worse options. Still, he felt disappointed in himself that this had happened. And this failure was pushing him to be better. To be more diligent, more prepared. Perhaps then he would not meet such missteps again.
One might wonder if he would be able to keep up this current way of living. If he was not busying himself with the war, he was engaged with the tasks and responsibilities of ruling the kingdom. If those matters weren't pressing, he was then patrolling as he was now - both serving the purpose of keeping a careful eye on the borders of his kingdom, but as well, keeping his body in shape. Battles were ensuing, and his participation within them inevitable - so endeavoured to prepare himself in any way he could. Wayfaring these paths kept his muscles limbered and toned, more than they had ever been. It emboldened him. It did not necessarily give him more confidence in his battling skills - that would be something that changed only as he participated further in fights, but he felt more sure that his body and musculature would be able to hold out a little longer if he did take the role of combatant - and perhaps that stamina could give him an edge that his opponent lacked. How long he might be able to continue was questionable - whether his body would withstand the increased stress and demand he was placing upon it until the end of the war, or whether it would wear out well before that was yet to be determined. But he was going to try his best to keep persevering this way, even though it put him at risk for catastrophic failure. It was helping, for now, and that was what mattered.
It was because he was journeying on this trail that he came across his ruling counterpart and the stranger. The pair stood close together, conversing, though Avinash could not make out what was said. What was obvious, however, was the rather defensive stance that Queen Boudicca portrayed - one that was cautious, on edge. A sense of safeguarding washing over him, driven by a fondness for his queen, the king strolled forwards valiantly. He halted next to the royal, his pale green gaze flittering between the two equines, and he offered casually, "I do hope I'm not interrupting anything."
Tagged - ➳ T e c h n o ➳ and ☽ caely ☾ Words - 600+ Notes - After his soul was taken by Everest and he spoke with him. Tech I can't remember if they've met so please correct me if they have. Words
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Post by ➳ T e c h n o ➳ on Jun 26, 2024 17:33:40 GMT -7
Perihelion TW: TBD if he's going to be an idiot but probably notPeri stood in silence as the sounds of the forest swept over him. He observed his surroundings and did not move. Peri was the perfect statue, and the perfect stranger here. In a short time, a painted mare with adornments swirling about her frame came into view. Her body did not portray an ounce of friendliness, if anything she was borderline hostile. If anything, Peri appreciated that far more than an appeasing or placating ruler. She welcomed him, and went straight to the point. His insides twisted with excitement and a smile graced his lips. "Peri, I am one of the Light Kingdom's Knights." The painted hessian swiftly answered her inquiry. Before he could answer why he was here, King Avinash came into view. A stag he was only familiar with from afar. Peri had attended Thomasin and Joker's coronation and the painted king had been there. He had also spotted him at Hunroor's coronation. Peri studied the king a few moments as he expressed his hope that he was not interrupting anything. The painted soldier got a little annoyed at that implication. It was wholly impossible to intrude in your own home. His auds pinned slightly as he stared at Avinash. "King Avinash, it is absolutely ridiculous to think your intruding or interrupting anything in your own home. In your own kingdom no less." Peri barked at him as if it were totally obvious and the absolutely correct thing to do at this very moment. His auds came back forward swiftly as his gaze returned to the queen. "I want information. We're going to be friends so we can trade stories." Peri said very matter-of-factly to Boudicca and then transfered his gaze to Avinash. "Anyone with such ferocity and fearlessness has ought to be a great friend.. and I do the best job at friendship so clearly we are meant to be kin." Peri finished with a firm nod. "I'll even spar you for that right if you so wish." His frame shifted eagerly, as if a spar was exactly what he now hoped for, and not that he was barging in and sounded like an absolute lunatic. aliyaah ☽ caely ☾ good luck Boudicca lmfao - I think Avinash would recognize Peri from trying to kill Aphelion during Thomasin and Joker's coronation but they've never formally met
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Post by ☽ caely ☾ on Jul 7, 2024 20:33:23 GMT -7
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[attr="class","insidetop"] [break][break][break] you cannot possibly withstand this storm [attr="class","inside"] Boudicca gazed upon the visitor with keen, chilled eyes. ”Peri, I am one of the Light Kingdom’s Knights.” Boudicca’s auds turned forward with some interest, but before she, too, could respond the sound of another entered her radars. A single white-tipped ear flicked in the direction of the hoof steps on the fertile forest soil, only releasing the dullest of thuds. The undergrowth moved as the equine approached. Just before she could turn to look, the form of the King appeared. ”I do hope I am not interrupting anything?” Boudicca’s head turned and her icy gaze grew soft as they laid upon the sienna and white splashed stallion. A smile fumbled upon her kissers as she attempted to smile softly, but the guilt in her chest only made her falter with shame. Shame that she, the queen, the one who swore to protect and to be at the King’s side had failed to keep his soul safe from the clutches of the immortals. Just then, Peri spoke. ”King Avinash, it is absolutely ridiculous to think your intruding or interrupting anything in your own home. In your own kingdom no less.”” Well, not spoke but rather scolded Avinash in a matter-of-fact tone. Boudicca’s auds swiveled back and her eyes narrowed slightly at the brute for taking up such a tone. Her gaze switched back to Avinash and her expression was softer, ”No, not at all. In fact, I’m glad to see you.” She noted, her tones were gruff but genuine nonetheless. [break][break]
But as she turned back to face Peri, her expression again grew stoney when she found he was already looking at her. ”I want information. We’re going to be friends so we can trade stories.” She inhaled slowly, taking time to memorize this new, and quite odd, stallion’s scent. She felt it might be good to do so, while she allowed her mind to also mull over his words. However he continued, but this time his gaze turned to Avinash, and Boudicca’s gaze followed Peri’s. ”Anyone with such ferocity and fearlessness has ought to be a great friend.. and I do the best job at friendship so clearly we are meant to be kin.” A brow raised as Boudicca’s gaze moved back to Peri and then Avinash, then back to Peri who nodded rather definitively. ”I’ll even spar with you for that right if you wish.” Boudicca’s dome raised slightly and her brows furrowed, her eyes grew wide and squinted at the corners as she stared at the brazen light stallion as his frame shifted as if he intended to start a fight. Boudicca tucked her chin and stepped forward, closing the distance between her and Peri so that if he did make a move, she could attempt to intercept him. ”What information do you seek, Peri of the Light Kingdom?” She said, her voice loud enough to command the attention. ”We do not typically fight for the role of friendship. That is earned through graciousness and mutual respect.” She stated firmly, her eyes flicking to Avinash to see if he agreed, but did not await his answer before her eyes moved back to Peri. A smirk graced her once slightly frowned lips as she spoke, ”But if a spar is what you want, I will oblige you at a later time.” Her voice held notes of indignation, but also some amusement. Perhaps it could be good to spar with this light stallion, just to see what the Light Kingdom had to offer. But right now, there would be no sparring. She was more interested in what this stallion wanted to know.
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