[SRP] The Arrival (Misc.)

[Lunadriel]

This is a solo roleplay for myself, and my characters.







 

[Lunadriel]

Hermes led a procession of guards, some of which pulled a carriage with raccoon handmaids, a healer, and a princess from a foreign land tucked safely inside. Hermes had been hired to find the way to the princesses sister. When needed, he would stop to ask directions. Being an angeni of searches gave him a bit of divinity over finding things. Wisdom had taught him that it's still okay to ask for the way. It assured he would find what he was looking for. Through muck and mire, grass and sand, they traveled from the shore to the famed jungle that housed a powerful angeni by the name of Quetzalcoatl. It is said that a princess lives with him, by the same name of the soquili he was tasked to find. In his bones and spirit, he felt certain this is the right lady-mare.  

[Lunadriel]

Pollux had offered his help and aid, without the need to be hired. When he saw knights unfamiliar with the place they were now in, he offered his aid immediately to the princess they accompanied. "Princess, it would be my great pleasure and honor, to join your Order of Chivalry. I may be able to offer aid with foes of the land." he said as he kowtowed one knee to the ground. The stallion had a pure motive and a noble heart. This is the way of life he chose to live, with a code of honor he always followed. Surely someone new to the area could use his support.

Clairitea's guards blocked the way between this stranger knight and herself. She nodded to them, and they parted out of her way. A tiny petite mare that could be mistaken for a filly, approached him. "My knights needz not fear. I can tell your hhart is bure. You may join us and offer any advice about your hhome that may benefit our jzourney. Thank you Sirrr. I am Clairitea, Brrrincess of Alexanzria." she said with a quiet high pitched voice, slowly, trying hard to not let her thick accent come out, but still rolling her r's. Her own innocence of the world, giving her a quick judgement as to who this stallion was. Young little Clairitea, and her trust wouldn't cause her harm this time. Her heart had trusted the right stallion. He had given his name, Pollux, and they had left at daybreak.

Now here she was, aching, but not complaining, inside a wooden cart. Next to her, a borrowed healer from her father, and two of her favorite handmaids. Though they aided her every need, she felt they were also her closest friends. Coming from such a big family, it was easy to be alone amidst all the formalities and politics of running a kingdom. But her handmaids were always there for her, no matter what. One soothed her, and brushed her hair with a wide toothed come that would not tease her curls. "We should be there soon, your highness." the raccoon said to her. Clairitea sighed and smiled at her. Several times she had tried to drop to formalities, but her father had been cross with her for trying to do so. The same father who sent her away, just like her elder sister, Alejandra. Father had his hands full with seven daughters and zero sons. Clairitea is the youngest, yet tended to get overlooked instead of favored by her father. Clair had been born late in the succession of rulers. He had sent her to go check on relations that her sister had established. Clairitea was ready for a break from the high paced life she had been born into. Or so she thought! Everything here is wet, and full of nature. Clairitea isn't accustomed to the wild life of the Kawani settlers, but would try her best to fit in. She missed her sister so much! Butterflies tickled her stomach at the thought of seeing her sister again. Combination excitement and being pinned up in this moving contraption, after having been stuck on a boat only a day before! Being on land again couldn't come soon enough.

It would be a few days more of traveling, before there was any hope of locating Alejandra. Clairitea did her best not to worry. Stress could lead to early grey hairs, or wrinkles on your face. The real secret to beauty in your old age, is a stress-free life! Or so she was always taught.  

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Pollux marched along with the guards, and told them all about the dangers of the land in which they now found their hooves on. He watched their eyes light up as he told of skinwalkers, a new foe to them. He made sure to detail all about how they could shapeshift, so no creature could catch them off guard. They all seemed familiar with kalona, and one knight told a story of an evil kalona vizier that once tried to overthrow the kingdom. Where they came from, they weren't common at the time. Now they were less uncommon, but had a bad name in Alexandria. Pollux knew that here, not all kalona were bad, but understood the stigma that surrounded them. Even so, one such as himself, had to always be on guard. Even a unicorn could be evil, if their spirit aligned them so. He has seen this firsthand too, when he met a unicorn hunter that was themselves the same creature they hunted. This story he did not share, so as not to overwhelm them. Surely then would know evil when they saw it.

Hermes looked at the sky above. If they didn't find sign of the ruins and jungle he searched for, they would have to make camp again for the night. It had been 3 days traveling from the shore thus far. A trip that could be faster, were it not for a carriage and having to make sure they were constantly on the right path. He would give it another few parts of the day to make his judgment.

So on they pushed, closer and closer. At some point, they must of crossed into the territory of the great Aztec angeni. They did not go unnoticed. Hermes talked with a few in the area, who might be related to Quetzacoatl, though he did not ask. Hermes asked for permission to proceed in their land, and with much deliberation, he was told to wait till the next day, so that they could prepare. Showing up in ones homestead with a small advance of knights, was very alarming. Hermes told the reason they were here, and politely obeyed their request.