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Force-claiming is allowed here once a week per character, as is blocking force-claims by the Peak/Lagoon (as a whole) once a week. Rollover is on Sundays.
Posted on April 28, 2020 at 05:49:03 AM by Solomon
Solomon
He should be at home. And would soon be home, he'd decided. In fact, it was toward the beaches of the Commons that his path led when the tableau of the red mare, gray pony and golden stallion unfolded. At first, he cast only a cursory glance as the pony sized stallion spoke to the red mare and then shift into a more domineering stance. This was enough to give him pause and his pale hooves stilled in the snow as he watched it unfold.
He did not know Liland personally, but rumors across the island lingered and it seemed as though he was one of those polarizing individuals that you either loved or hated, with nothing in between. Solomon hadn't yet interacted with the male, apart from the knowledge that he was still allied with the King of Tinuvel, which made him a plenty interesting character all on his own.
The mare reacts poorly to the attempted snaking and a chuckle ripples from Sol, only because he too has been on the receiving end of a mare's wrath for similar actions. Unlucky bastard. However, before her hind hooves even lift from the soil in retaliation for his boldness, a stranger approaches. The palomino roan is unknown to him, but he is clearly a confidant stallion. Sol watches as he shoves his way in between the mare and the stallion to block Liland's claim, but that is where his attention stops focusing on the boys.
The red mare splits from the group of stallions and heads in his general direction, although he doubts that this is on purpose. She'd given the two males hardly more than a glance before darting off and the tobiano makes a split second decision to interrupt her. At worst she could simply ignore him, and at best he may come off richer once more.
The lean tobiano starts in her direction with a nicker of welcome, his dark rimmed ears pricked in her direction. He allows for one glance back to the stallions to see if he was about to be interrupted, but then dismisses it. Solomon had already had a first hand demonstration of what would happen if he tried to snake the mare back to the Cove and wasn't eager to make the same mistake that Liland had. He also knew that he couldn't force a claim on the mare at this point, but there was no harm in making the offer.
He wasn't always nice, but sometimes civility could serve him better than his normal routes.
"Gathered yourself quite the crowd, didn't you?" A crooked grin teases along his lips as her flicks his gaze over her to once again focus on her face. "I can't blame them. You're a bright spot in this dreary landscape."
Solomon matches the girls pace, whether she continues walking or falls still, and then continues. "My name is Solomon of the Cove. What can I call you?"
A flick of the ear back belies the fact that he fully expects they will soon be interrupted by at least one of the other stallions, but he waits for her to respond.
He did not know Liland personally, but rumors across the island lingered and it seemed as though he was one of those polarizing individuals that you either loved or hated, with nothing in between. Solomon hadn't yet interacted with the male, apart from the knowledge that he was still allied with the King of Tinuvel, which made him a plenty interesting character all on his own.
The mare reacts poorly to the attempted snaking and a chuckle ripples from Sol, only because he too has been on the receiving end of a mare's wrath for similar actions. Unlucky bastard. However, before her hind hooves even lift from the soil in retaliation for his boldness, a stranger approaches. The palomino roan is unknown to him, but he is clearly a confidant stallion. Sol watches as he shoves his way in between the mare and the stallion to block Liland's claim, but that is where his attention stops focusing on the boys.
The red mare splits from the group of stallions and heads in his general direction, although he doubts that this is on purpose. She'd given the two males hardly more than a glance before darting off and the tobiano makes a split second decision to interrupt her. At worst she could simply ignore him, and at best he may come off richer once more.
The lean tobiano starts in her direction with a nicker of welcome, his dark rimmed ears pricked in her direction. He allows for one glance back to the stallions to see if he was about to be interrupted, but then dismisses it. Solomon had already had a first hand demonstration of what would happen if he tried to snake the mare back to the Cove and wasn't eager to make the same mistake that Liland had. He also knew that he couldn't force a claim on the mare at this point, but there was no harm in making the offer.
He wasn't always nice, but sometimes civility could serve him better than his normal routes.
"Gathered yourself quite the crowd, didn't you?" A crooked grin teases along his lips as her flicks his gaze over her to once again focus on her face. "I can't blame them. You're a bright spot in this dreary landscape."
Solomon matches the girls pace, whether she continues walking or falls still, and then continues. "My name is Solomon of the Cove. What can I call you?"
A flick of the ear back belies the fact that he fully expects they will soon be interrupted by at least one of the other stallions, but he waits for her to respond.
Replies:
- Burn the Ships - By Liland April 28, 2020 at 07:49:10 AM
- take what you can. - By Rade April 28, 2020 at 07:50:22 PM
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