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▶ Year || 502
▶ Season || Summer
▶ Temp || 74℉ (℃) - 100℉ (℃)
▶ Weather || With the end of Spring comes Summer's warm embrace. While some flourish in the comfortable glow of the sun, others take shelter from its sweltering midday heat. Even so, it is now that the continent bustles with life, for it won't be long until a cool chill returns.

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Character of the Season
Avdotya

Member of the Season
Jeanne

Thread of the Season
.. Cool your fever ..

Pair of the Season
Ipomoea and Messalina

Quote of the Season
Bexley gives him a cold, dark, beautiful smile. “Wanna see a trick?” she asks, eyes glowing with feral self-satisfaction. The bare of her teeth in a mock-grin is nothing less than terrifying. “I can make you see ghosts.” do the hungry ever sleep?

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Orion — Dawn Court Emissary Signos: 35
▶ Played by Jekyll [pm] Posts: 11 — Threads: 2
▶ male [he/him/his] Hth: 10 — Atk: 10 — Exp: 15
▶ 5 [Year 496 Winter] Active Magic: N/A
▶ 17.2 hh Bonded: N/A
#1






ORION
exiled prince

So this was a place called the Dawn Court, in lands known as Novus, with deities that pocketed shrines everywhere. One for each court, he had been told, and the father of them all, Tempus. Certainly it was different from his own belief system; he'd never really heard of deities that looked over the lands. It was a new concept, and one that he was attempting to understand. From someone that had come from a logical place, it seemed more fairytale-ish than anything, and didn't seem to make any sense.

Perhaps he would have to scrounge up some proof somewhere, potentially. See if he could find something that would sway his beliefs in the logical and the rest of the world.

Granted, it was likely that deities existed, and if they did, maybe it was only here. Back where he had come from, such things did not exist, but as he had wandered through the lands after, he had seen a great many things and saw some in prayer and some use magic. Things he did not quite grasp himself, but hungered to know about. Perhaps it was all in the religions, the deities, the prayers. Maybe things didn't have to make sense to him to be real.

Shaking his head, Orion lowered it, sipping on a mouthful of water and allowing himself to relax, wavy curls of white cascading over his neck and head, some stray locks dipping in to the water beside scarred lips.


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Ipomoea — Dawn Court Regent Signos: 340
▶ Played by sid [PM] Posts: 82 — Threads: 11
▶ Male [He/Him/His] Hth: 30 — Atk: 10 — Exp: 28
▶ 4 [Year 497 Winter] Active Magic: Nature Whisperer
▶ 16.0 hh Bonded: Odet (Stellar's Jay)
#2




I P O M O E A



It seemed as if overnight, the world had flipped itself upside-down. Ipomoea had awoken in a new room, with a new rank dancing through his mind and on the lips of his servants, and as if that alone wasn’t enough of a shock, he was given a new surprise not far outside the castle.

Every step he took resulted in a blossoming of flowers: their petals small and dainty, filling in the places his hooves had graced. 'Those hadn't been there before...' A quizzical frown filled out his lips.

He was testing it now, delicately placing one hoof upon the ground in front of him, then quickly retracting it and dropping his head down low to observe. Sure enough, the grass seemed to bounce back up in an instant, taller than it had been in the instant before he’d stepped down. Delicate wildflowers sprouted and bloomed right before his eyes, captivating his attention. Never had he heard of such a phenomenon as this occurring: and he had read quite the number of books on flora and fauna.

Perhaps Somnus could give him some answers? With a snort, he turned away from the hoof prints, lifting into a spirited trot that would take him back to the capitol.

Unable to hold back his excitement at the discovery he found himself rushing headfirst, tiny wings flaring as if they, too, wished to help pull him forward, faster and faster, until he rounded a corner—

And nearly ran headfirst into a white-and-grey splashed stallion, head lowered to the water.

“Oh!” The air rushed out of him audibly, swerving and stumbling to a stop, although he couldn’t prevent his body from shoulder-checking the other horse, throwing himself off balance in the process. “I’m so sorry!” His wings folded themselves tightly against his fetlocks, wrapping themselves several times in a display of nervousness.

“Are you alright? I didn’t see you there, I should have been going slower and I—I didn’t hurt you, did I?” His red eyes were filled with worry and distress, already checking the stallion over for any signs of bruises or scrapes, feeling like a fool. This wasn’t how Regents were supposed to act, was it? Hardly a day in and he was already terrorizing the community.



@Orion <3
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Orion — Dawn Court Emissary Signos: 35
▶ Played by Jekyll [pm] Posts: 11 — Threads: 2
▶ male [he/him/his] Hth: 10 — Atk: 10 — Exp: 15
▶ 5 [Year 496 Winter] Active Magic: N/A
▶ 17.2 hh Bonded: N/A
#3






ORION
exiled prince

It was a good thing that Orion was built a little study, and that he had his legs planted enough to allow him to drink water. The sound of hooves rushing around had him lifting his horned head, and he licked his lips to catch the last few drops of liquid in time to turn his head as a brown and white blur came headlong at him.

The exiled man squared his shoulders at the last second, feeling their bodies collide and his own go a little off balance to the side. As hard of a hit as it was, he was able to catch himself on his hooves with a stagger, front legs sinking in to the water as his head lifted up again. He felt the bloom of an ache, and it would bruise, but instead of looking offended or hurt, the stallion allowed a rumble to start in his chest, and he started to laugh. It was small at first, but soon poured out of him in shaking laughter as his head leaned back a little, his chest jumping just a little with the sound.

"Well, I can't say I've met someone in this way before," he mused in a low tone, taking it in a good natured way as his ears pricked forward, and he still chuckled, finally recognizing that the blur was in fact another horse. A stallion at that, with willowy limbs and a grace that Orion would never in his life be able to achieve. "No, no, you didn't hurt me. You must have been in an awful rush for something. Are you alright?" he asked, a little more worried about the other paint than himself.

If there was an emergency, he didn't want to be the one that stood in the way, after all. "A little bit of bruising won't hurt me. It's alright," he finally uttered, and his body relaxed as his eyes lit up slightly, his head tipping and the scarred side turning away from him. "I do hope I'm not impeding you, if there's an emergency. If there is, there's really no need to worry about me anyway. I'm alright."


@Ipomoea || <3


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Ipomoea — Dawn Court Regent Signos: 340
▶ Played by sid [PM] Posts: 82 — Threads: 11
▶ Male [He/Him/His] Hth: 30 — Atk: 10 — Exp: 28
▶ 4 [Year 497 Winter] Active Magic: Nature Whisperer
▶ 16.0 hh Bonded: Odet (Stellar's Jay)
#4




I P O M O E A



The laughter bubbling from the other stallion’s mouth seemed oddly out of place, even to Ipomoea. But slowly, ever so slowly, a smile creeped into the corners of his lips, the confusion draining from his face and being taken over by mirth.

His laughter pierced the air like a collection of bells chiming in the wind, pure and clear and innocent. It swept the anxiety and worry out of his heart, freeing up the room for his youthful nature to shyly come forward once more. With each breath his laughter swelled, louder and louder, wilder and wilder, until both of their chests were jumping as the two painted stallions laughed with the unexpected surprise of their run in.

And like a couple of children reacting to the sound of joy, his wings lifted and danced of their own accord, their delicate feathers brushing the bones of his canon and ankle, buffeting him with the tiny wind they created.

It wasn’t until his ribs began to ache that Ipomoea was able to pull himself back together in time to catch the horned man’s words. “I wish I could say the same,” he admitted, shaking his head at his own foolishness. He’d been a reckless child, running around carelessly in whichever way he’d fancied. Of course he had been smaller then, and the repercussions of running into another horse had never been big. ”But now that I’m the Regent…”

“Actually I, it wasn’t anything especially important.” The strange phenomenon that had captured his mind and his curiosity really hadn’t been of a life and death matter. “I think I’m alright, too, just surprised to see you, is all.” The Court had been so quiet lately—it was hardly an excuse for his behavior, but he had seemed to have forgotten that it wasn’t only himself who wandered the grounds.

“I’m glad you’re alright.” Really, he was. Ipomoea wouldn’t have been able to forgive himself otherwise.

Suddenly curious, he leaned his head forward to get a better look at the scarred stallion, at his pale eyes and the distinguishable horns that Ipomoea had never seen the like of which before.

“I don’t believe I’ve seen you before?”



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