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For Saga

POSTED: Thu May 10, 2018 11:17 pm

Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me

Being the Director of Salsola meant a number of things. Idrieus had already completely one aspect of this role flawlessly since the day she had become the Apprentice. It had been her task to make sure the other members of the kingdom were prepared for any kind of attack they might face, large or small. Even those whom would normally not join Salsola on the battlefield needed basic knowledge in some form of combat to not only protect themselves, but also their loved ones. There had been more than one occasion where their enemies had been able to push past their borders, stepping into the heart of the kingdom.

More than that, it was about knowing your surrounding. There were a number of packs that the Paladin had learned about, some more so than others. Some would need to be visited again, more information to gather and the like. No doubt there were other packs out in the area. These were the ones she needed the most information on. Other opportunities would come to return to her previous findings, but this time it was in search of the new.

Blonde locks brushed against the marking of Salsola along her chest. No need for prying eyes to see that.

The dog woman pressed on past Amherst, pushing into the wooden lands of the northern territories. The bar had been one of her furthest journeys to the north, leaving many of this land still unknown to her. The southern reaches beyond Salsola were much easier to navigate with her multiple trips. It seemed the same would need to be done in this regard. Blue gaze moved over her shoulder just enough to see the path behind her before pressing on ahead. There was more to see of this land moving than just standing around.

Backdated to probably around the beginning of May. Is that ok? +300 words.

Idrieus Eternity

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POSTED: Sat May 26, 2018 8:42 am

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It was the first time in a long while Saga had left the embrace of the Vale. She had no real reason to, but occasionally the feeling struck her, and she ventured past the borders and explored the land which was still unfamiliar to her. The dappled woman traveled in her feral form, as conspicuous as her marbled coat was against the grasses that blanketed the land, her meek size at least lessened the effect. She moved quickly but with ease and grace, traversing the hills and fells like they were flat earth. The weather too was improving, instead of the rainy Spring mornings she was usually greeted with, she now found herself waking up to (albeit weak, but strengthening) rays of light beating through the cracked windows.

Saga didn't like to spend a lot of time outside of the Vale admittedly. Whatever work and whatever heroics she performed out in the vast neutral territories came outside of the gaze of the Ravenking and the Nightstag and so they were likely of less benefit than what she did within the borders. It seemed as though the D'Angelo daughter her indeed inherited the need for power and esteem that would've suited her so well in her birthplace. But she had made her decision to leave, and it was not something she regretted. So fickle was the nature of Salsola, and so purchasable was favour.

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POSTED: Sat Jun 16, 2018 11:32 pm

Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me

This was why she prefered to be an escort rather than trying to wander about on her own. It helped when there was a base knowledge she could go off of in order to make sure she knew an objective and a location in which to be heading. It was why she was able to make the trip back towards the southern packs with much more ease now that she had learned about them from the naive boy she came across. This was different. There wasn't much knowledge, at least from what she had already come to gather on these other packs. Some were mentioned in passing, but not much else aside from Krokar. Perhaps that should be the clear end goal to this trip.

The pack of sea dwellers living inland had been presented to her by a former member now working in the bar just to the north of Salsola's territory. He had been able to give her some insight into some of their dynamics and a general location of their home. It would take more than just the basics to impress the leadership of her home.

Blue gaze moved up, noticing the black and white speckled woman in distance. Her pattern was a unique one, much like the one the Paladin wore along her own skin. There was something always so nice about a spotted pelt. A member of the pack she sought perhaps? It was a long shot, but it would be better than just wandering around on her own. Paws carried her towards the stranger, offering a greeting, "Hello miss. I hope you don't mind me bothering you. I am a bit lost. Are you from the pack called Krokar?" As she came closer to the woman, her body paused, awaiting the answer to her question.

+300 words.

Idrieus Eternity

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