The Lost Islands
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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.

intuition as prophecy;



Micah


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She is, naturally, resistant to any kind of intervention - much like any youth might be. It makes her ire more amusement than irritation for him. He had always been the patient sort, always liked to see a full expression of a person and to understand their inner workings. It made him nigh prophetic in his reads of people and situations.

"I prefer no attentions, thank you very much," she tries at first, but he can hear beneath that statement a less biting tone that implies her need to chase him off and play the wounded party has dissipated. Perhaps she at last realized that status of her being in the Commons, truly. "I am sure you can find it in yourself to forgive an ignorant stranger for the limited attention he’s paid in exchange for the extended nap, though…."

Presumptive, but clearly not prickly over her abrasive nature. She is pretty and young, wild and seeking freedom. All of her present downsides were easily explained by these things… her isolated ignorance was perhaps from a life spent under a watchful parents guidance who forgot to warn or didn’t spend time to teach her the world in the way his own mother had done for him.

"What is to the North, anyway?" She asks, his eyes back on her with ease and glad for the lovely view. "Ruins to the West, jutting up in the ocean. A meadow to the far east along that coast. Falls even further north of that. And to the northernmost reaches of the central island, the Kingdom of Mares." He had a thought that this place would have been a pristine option for one such as this youth. His ears flick, one twisting back and one facing front. "I think that place might interest you, though it is quite near to--- Oh! You have come from Luthien!?"

Until that moment he had not smelled what lay beneath the salt and Crossing flora scents. "I had been taking a bit of a wander from there myself. Does any of those places interest you? I would not mind showing you the way, since I am still on my travels..."


OF THE LUTHIEN PRAIRIE

▻ five years - andalusian mutt - grullo tobiano splash - 16.0 hh ◅



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