angels are easily pacified

POSTED: Wed Jul 25, 2018 4:31 pm

In the early morning mist clung to the ground, obscuring their vision of the distance. The rain had gone on late into the night, and looked as if it might return soon enough. Surrounded by this, the gray shape leading the rider was ghostly-looking – the woman behind him anything but. Even with the earthy garments she wore, Morgana Revlis was a bright creature to behold. This was accented by the many things dangling around her neck and arms, all of them trinkets acquired over a lifetime. She might have looked quite a gaudy thing. Even the horse she was riding might have seemed gaudy, were it not an animal who bore the signs of war.

They were, of course, conquerors. It was what allowed them to remain here in what had been the corner of the world and now found itself landlocked. He had investigated this on his way down to the Fort, but not traveled far enough to see the end. The traveling there was precarious at best, though sediment was forming between the stones even as he had lingered to watch.

His task had not been to cross the sea, but simpler yet. Fetch a woman and bring her to the Queen.

He was familiar with Morgana, especially since their journey south. She was older than him, more familiar to his father, and had a strange way about her that Grievous understood to be the doing of magic. It was not one he fully understood, but secret rites and bloodletting were not strange to him. If anything, he found it terribly strange that Morgana had not remained behind in that sleepy village by the sea when she seemed to love it so.

Still, such things were not his concern. They had made good time, and he meant to complete his duty as an escort so he could finally settle back home. He had missed the pine forest and the marshland, and especially the lonely shores which now were calmer, trapped as they were by the land-bridge forming in the south.

This was all right too. It had not changed their orders.

He left Morgana at the old chateau, shifting to two legs and taking the horse from her there. They spoke very little, though she thanked him, and again he returned to the road. This one would be easier, long as it seemed to his tired legs, but after it he could return to his own home, finally. It seemed to him that the horse was eager to feed and rest as well, as it picked up its pace along the familiar northerly trail that Grievous led it along.


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POSTED: Thu Jul 26, 2018 9:33 pm

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

The past couple of months had been moving by so fast. From the moment it was first announced, the dog woman had volunteered herself to go along with those on the trading expedition for some extra support. There was no harm with it, and this gave the kingdom a chance to defend itself without having the presence of the Paladin creeping through the land. With all the members she had gotten to train or help to defend the kingdom with, she was more than certain it was being left in capable hands.

And that conclusion had been harder to come to considering who she actually trusted. There were not many in Salsola that could say for certain they earned the dog woman's trust, but in this moment, there wasn't much other choice.

But the time to spend with her most trusted.. friend.. had been more than worth it all.

Battle after battle, the two were always put with one another, an unstoppable force. He had been one of the only people to volunteer with the construction of the arena, fought at her side, and was even someone she could share some down time with when he was still in the kingdom. Besides, the trip had proven to give her something else. When he had left the kingdom proper, care of one of his horses came on her, and now she knew how to ride the mount. Dama was still in her care, and had taken the advantage to ride the horse when they were traveling.

But now she was back home, and life returned to usual.

Idrieus padded along the path from the center of the Ruins, making her way towards the further reaches of the kingdom. A scent made her stop in her tracks. It was one that had become all too familiar to her since the trip. The pace quickened, and sure enough.. there he was.. White and gray fur moved along with a horse at his side.

Grievous was back.

A smile formed along the Paladin's face, moving closer to him, speaking softly as not to alarm the beast walking with him, "Henchman. It's good to have you back in Salsola."

Let the ship sail. +300 words.

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POSTED: Sat Aug 04, 2018 5:12 pm

The path was wide and made over time. In the early days it had been carved by paws, and then hooves and wheels. Little roads split off from here, into things which might have been streets and trails with time. Grievous had come to know the land very well. He had a strong sense of direction, and he measured distance well enough. That had been part of why he went south.

He supposed another part had been because he knew too much, but no one seemed to have noticed that fact. Neither O'Riley nor Elphaba had treated him any different since his return, and indeed given him space as he felt like he deserved. This final task was the last thing they had asked, and now...now he had time to think. He had found himself thinking about her a lot during his long walks.

It happened almost without him realizing it – she slipped into the places others had left behind and began to fill them in her own quiet way. He liked that about it, and about her. He liked that no one noticed (he thought no one noticed anyway, but so too had his perception been undone) and that casual fondness was allowed.

Hello, Master Paladin, he returned. It was terribly formal, though he approached her with friendly allowance. Months ago he would not have dared such a thing, but he felt himself safe bowing his head and throat to her like this. She was Salsola's defender now, but more than that, he trusted her.

How strange and wonderfully new that felt.

I am glad to be back. I must see to our friend, he turned to the horse, who seemed annoyed by the delay. But then a respite is due. How have things been here?


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POSTED: Wed Aug 08, 2018 6:02 pm

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

Their meeting was formal, as was natural when it came to greetings while inside Salsola; or, even when it came to outside and in the presence of another. Idrieus had made it her own manner to show her respect to those that deserved it, addressing others by their rank as it was meant to be, but those whom she didn't trust or didn't deserved to be recognized as such, their name would still be used. In the face of those at her rank or above her, it was likely seen as disrespectful, but such a thing had to be earned, not given.

Blue gaze moved over to the horse at his side, able to pick up on the animal's annoyance. In their time out on the expidition, Greivous had done more than just teach her about riding, and it helped her in more ways that she thought would be required, "Let's not delay then."

The dog woman followed along with the pale male, hoping he wouldn't mind the extra company to take care of his horse, "Dama has been doing well, and I've been keeping Cirsium away as to not cause any unneeded stress. As far as Salsola itself is concerned, some new members have come from the Outpost, and there is much promise growing in the Shield Tier."

It wasn't too clear why Grievous had gone back to the Outpost before his return, not that it really mattered in the grand scheme of things. She was more than content to just walk, conversing with someone she had gotten to know. An actual friend in this kingdom of lies. Who else could say they had such a thing?

+200 words.

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POSTED: Thu Aug 09, 2018 6:06 pm

It's no wonder you aren't afraid of anything, living with a bear, Grievous commented. He might not have done so before, when he was afraid of offending her, but a woman like Idrieus would have been insulted by the idea. She was and had always been a warrior. It was her destiny to come here, even if it had been through terrible, bloody means.

Perhaps this was some sort of sign, and no one had noticed.

That's not surprising, all these newcomers. That is why I was sent. Tradesman Morgana seems to have been needed for something or another. The Boss had asked for the woman directly, though Grievous did not find this unreasonable. Their trip to the south had been largely organized and led by the witch.

He didn't think twice about telling Idrieus either, as he might with someone he did not know as well. Even such simple information could stir rumors or suspicion in minds that idled too long. This was why Grievous worked so often – it was easier to keep working and not worry about things.

I'm glad Dama has behaved for you. He needs someone to make use of him properly. That will be important, I think, he mused, but fell silent soon after. It was one thing to know someone's ambition and another to voice it aloud. In Salsola, one never knew who (or what) was listening.


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POSTED: Fri Aug 24, 2018 6:24 pm

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

Fear was something the Paladin had thrown away long ago. When the Big Five held her captive, the only thing they had going against her was her young age, and sometimes even that fact was not enough to keep her from acting up. It was no secret that they targetted women, but what good would come if she just listened all the time? She was still at risk, and in the end, Salsola had been the ones to come to her rescue... even if it was the bear that really vouched for her over Artemisia.

"Cirsium has been by my side ever since I came to Salsola. There is nothing to fear from him."

There was nothing in this world worth fearing. Anything that had been lost either had to be moved past and honored, or could be replaced.

So that was why the pale warrior had been sent back after the trading route was done. Those who had spent much of their time at the Outpost were just as much strangers coming back to the kingdom as outsiders were. A small nod came from the dog woman's head, eyes focused on the man at her side, "I see. I don't know Morgana that well. It will be interesting to see what she contributes to the kingdom." No doubt the leaders would have some use for her if they were the ones that sent Grievous to bring her back to Salsola proper. What were they up to this time?

Dama had been an interesting addition to the Paladin's lifestyle. She had never thought to take up riding, but when her only friend asked her to look after him while he was away, how could she say no? Caring for the horse didn't take that much time of her busy schedule, and with the expedition, it was a good chance for the two of them not only to rekindle, but to be given a lesson on a new skill. A soft chuckle managed to escape from her maw, "Well I can't make any promise on that, not unless you are up for giving me some more lessons. Would be an excuse to go on a ride together or do a much needed patrol."

It always was hard for her to get her mind off her duties.

We can go ahead and wrap this one up if you want to do one of the newer ones we discussed. +300 words.

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POSTED: Fri Aug 31, 2018 9:33 am

He smiled at her mention of the bear. Of course she would see no reason to fear the animal, when they were so familiar with each other. It was a curious thing to see, and one which suggested the power of command shared between their family – Idrieus had, after all, become an Eternity.

The Revlis woman was very much an enigma, even though they had traveled together to the south and back again. She had been nothing but friendly and courteous, but sometimes she said or did things he felt peculiar. It was, he supposed, because she was strange to him. Witches were curious folk anyway, and Morgana made her practices clear enough. Some where downright frightful, though she seemed aware of this and had not let others witness many. He did not recall much more about her beyond this, for her work revolved around trade and talk and bored him.

The trip south must have given them reason to want to see her, he surmised. In a way, this was true. Elphaba's design beyond this was something he was not privy to.

The closer they came to Marrgerd, the stronger the smell of horses and livestock became. Grievous was glad for these familiar things. He had realized being away from Salsola made him terribly homesick.

I won't be able to show you, but I can help from the ground. Salvia's command had extended to him as well as his cousin, though Grievous was less vocal in his outrage. He understood. She wouldn't have denied them something they both so obviously loved without reason. The more comfortable you are with him, the better you will become...

They talked more on the matter of horses as they went, and Idrieus assisted Grievous as he turned down the very-much relieved animal. For a while they lingered near the field, still speaking about these things they planned to do, oblivious to the passing of time in the dark.


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