Come to me in the night hours

I will wait for you

Intellectual tastes still tantalized by the goddess Caligo after speaking with Aislinn, Eidolon found himself so much more intrigued. There was this desperate need to know everything he could, and while the questions he had gotten answers to thus far had been more than he expected to get, there was always more. More than be told about these things, he wanted to experience it in some way. From what he had learned, there was a shrine that would be his best bet. It was a ways to travel unfortunately, but not far enough to deter Eidolon from heading that way regardless. He had been given some instruction on how to get there but not detailed enough it seemed.

Huffing in frustration, the large stallion stamped a hoof and looked around. He couldn’t be certain, but he would swear he had been in this exact spot earlier that day. By now he should have been at the shrine. As it was the midday sun in such a high altitude was beating down on him; eyes delicate to its harsh rays with only the gossamer protection of his eyelashes to shield them. Even now he could feel the sweat building in every crevice. Uncomfortable, and annoyed to say the least, he squinted for any hint of where he should be going.

Frustratingly, however, he had no clue where he was going. Staying still wasn’t that great an option either. There was always flight, but he had exercised his wings quite enough already and thought it best to hold that last burst of it for when things got any worse. Until then he endeavored to travel further up the mountain by way of the path to the right. A stubborn arrogance was beginning to overcome him. He refused to give up and head back now, he had to see this shrine.

@Reichenbach

Come to me in the night hours

I will wait for you

It was while drenched in the stupor of agitation that Eidolon caught ear of someone else talking to him. They said only word, and in his current state, he did not take to it well. Brow wrinkling, and lips pulling down into an annoyed frown. It wasn’t until he had turned around to face this person that he realized it was the Night Court’s sovereign that he had been about to address in quite the wrong way. Wiping the look off his face, Eidolon sufficed with a shrug of his shoulders and a huff, “Unfortunately.” It was too late to hide the agitation entirely so he rolled with it, “I’m sure I’ve passed this exact spot at least two times, at this point I’m wondering if Caligo is trying to tell me something.” Shaking his head, Eidolon gave a smile to Reichenbach; wiping away the dregs of irritation little by little.

Eidolon had not spent much time at all with this man, but there was something about him that bled a powerful aura. Something beyond just being the Sovereign. Still, that alone was a feat and, he imagined, not something easily gained. Being responsible for such a large group of others had to be daunting. Responsible, and accountable. It was not the sort of power Eidolon wished for at least. In a world of great destinies and potential, he just wished to live happily and protect what he held dear. Novus had brought him the chance to do so, and he fully intended to take advantage of it.

Shuffling his wings about, Eidolon raised a brow in curiosity, “What brings you this way?” he did not pause long after his question, knowing full well there was likely only one place the sovereign could be going, “I don’t suppose your destination is Caligo’s shrine? If so I would be very grateful to tag along.” Looking closer, Eidolon could see and smell a colorful bunch of flowers Reichenbach had with him. It struck him then, he should probably have brought some sort of offering. A bit late now, but maybe he could think of something by the time he reached the shrine.

@Reichenbach