A Simple Shepherd's Cottage, Glacia, Late Saturday Afternoon (Fandom Time)

Jun 22, 2013 04:37

The further south their great procession had traveled, the more things had changed. Some of that was purely geographical, of course. They'd left the mountains and the great pine forests long behind them, trading them in for fields and rivers made mighty by the runoff from the mountains that only stopped when the weather turned water to ice. They ( Read more... )

where: glacia, teal deer crossing, nfi, who: morton, who: glacians, post: closed, event: civil war, who: karla, who: enemies, who: warren worthington iii

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glacial_witch June 23 2013, 05:10:32 UTC

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glacial_witch June 27 2013, 05:05:26 UTC

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not_a_parakeet June 27 2013, 05:16:54 UTC
Warren stepped back, then, watching Fetya's men - because not a single one of Marva's dared to move in that moment - move in to carry out their Queen's orders. He watched for a short while, and then threw his stolen sword on the floor, moving to go collect his sticks.

The sword was a good weapon when there wasn't anything else at hand. His sticks, on the other hand, were practically an extension of himself. He could kill, with a sword. That was fine enough. It was all he was really required to do. But if a sword was efficient, his sticks were art. Lucivar had trained him well.

*Feyta needs to know that there are still men in this room that mean to do her harm,* he thought in Karla and Morton's direction as he sheathed his blades at his hips.

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glacial_warlord June 27 2013, 06:38:13 UTC
*I'll speak to her males,* Morton promised.

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glacial_witch June 27 2013, 06:40:19 UTC
Karla rolled her eyes. *And I'll tell her,* she sent. *Right now, she needs to know as much as she can about everything. She's going to be doubting herself for a long time.*

As it was, she was watching her people tie up her sister with tears glimmering in her eyes. Even so, she did glance over at the men who were not moving and her eyes lingered over each of their faces in turn.

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not_a_parakeet June 27 2013, 10:54:38 UTC
Singling out the rats that still swarmed in her nest. Warren watched as she began to draw those same conclusions for herself, and he nodded a little.

*I think she and her males can handle it, then,* he noted, and then looked at one of Fetya's, tentatively reaching his bloodied hand out to get his attention. The man tensed a little, looking up at Warren not with contempt, but with the memory of him cutting down his companions fresh in his mind. Warren only offered him a half-smile, raising his other hand as well, showing the man that he wasn't going to reach for his sticks. "I need you to tell me about the males that are coming after our army ( ... )

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glacial_witch June 28 2013, 07:10:03 UTC
"Oh, they'll fight," Karla warned. "And they're not just landens. There are Blood there, too. But we're not here to interfere with your Province. I'm here to ask for your Queen's support for my bid to take Sidra back from the Ruling Council."

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glacial_witch June 28 2013, 07:11:33 UTC

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not_a_parakeet June 28 2013, 12:14:42 UTC
"We aren't expecting a smooth transition into power," Warren noted, looking toward Fetya with a near-apologetic expression and a small bow of gratitude for her support all the same. "For reasons that should be obvious. But Karla supports the Old Ways, and things like this can't be allowed to stand."

He paused, dwelling on that for a moment, before looking between Karla and Fetya.

"Though, if we want to avoid any more loss of life than necessary, we're going to want to get word out to both of our armies that they really don't want to be killing one another right now."

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