He stands in the sea, the waves crashing against his chest. It makes him feel alive and there is a sort of calling that he cannot deny from the water. Something calls to him, it beckons him to step further into the sea so the current might take him out to sea. If he were having depressive thoughts, he might have headed the calling of the sea. But Rhone does not wish to die today. He wishes for life and purpose. He wants to learn more about this new place – Novus. It’s a strange and interesting place, one that he wishes he could understand. It would take time, he supposed.

There’s a sound that echos behind him and Rhone flicks his ears to capture the sound. Perhaps it is just the echo of the sea against the wall of rocks to his back. Perhaps, even it’s the sound of another coming to make sure that he is quite alright. Or just maybe, it is someone who wishes to die…someone that he is here to save.

Slowly his body turns towards the shore, his eyes searching for the source of the noise. He doesn’t find anyone lurking there, starting at him or watching him from afar. Instead, he is greeted by a seagull who sits on a rock, the bird’s eyes watching him as if he’s trying to predict where the stallion will go next.

Rhone offers the bird a smile as the bird takes flight and flies away. He remembers Ariannah and her affinity for the air. He remembers watching her fly above him in the Northern Kingdom of Hoof Prince. He remembers he love he had for her…and the pain he felt when she left.

But Rhone does not let these thoughts dampen his mood. Instead he takes a step forward, closing the distance between himself and the shore until the water rest just above his hocks. Tail flicks at the sea water, the spray entering his eyes and making them burn. He blinks once or twice, his breath exhaled in a sigh. Still no one awaits him on the shore.

The water was cool and soothing. It cooled the heat he felt from Novus, the summer cool and breezy and yet, Rhone almost felt suffocated. He wasn’t sure why he felt the way he did, but he couldn’t help it. Perhaps it was just the anxiety from being in a new home away from those he knew and loved. Perhaps that was what was making him so on edge. He really just needed to settle into some sort of routine and then perhaps he might feel better.

As he’s pulling himself to shore, his eyes once again scan the beach. It’s desolate, except for the two stallions that have joined him. He says nothing at first, preferring to at least get himself out of the water in case these two were not friendly. Rhone had his fair share of welcome aggression (not necessarily here, but he’d experienced it enough to be on guard) and he was not about to enter a fight in water. He would lose.

The first calls out and Rhone can feel the way his lungs heave a steady sigh of relief. It doesn’t appear that these two are here to start a fight, so Rhone offers them both a soft smile as he continues to step out of the crashing waves. "The water feels nice…cold." The cooler temperature of the water had done wonders to make him feel more alive. It had been nice while it lasted, but it was time Rhone came back to reality.

He draws himself forward, towards the two that had graced him with their presence. As he draws nearer to them, he can see that the two are identical to one another – he can only assume the two are twins. Their bond with one another is obvious, the way they stay together, touching each other as if something might tear them apart. For once, Rhone wishes he had such a bond with another.

He pauses several paces from them, wanting to give them both some space. While they did not appear aggressive, one of the twins did seem a little more standoffish than the other. He did not want to ruffle any feathers or make this encounter more stressful that it might already be. "Greetings. My name is Rhone." He offers the two of them a soft smile, his head dipping into a soft nod.

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Rhone was trying his best to be friendly, to show the others of Novus that he was a kind soul and he was not here to start any sort of trouble. Over all, Rhone was a kind soul, one who tries his best to befriend others and help those in need. Being new was always hard and making the very first friend was always the most difficult. Once that first friend is made, the others that follow seemed far easier. Perhaps it was because with one confirmed friend, the other citizens seemed to not ask so many questions and question his motives. After that first friend, it seemed the others appeared more trusting.

The two of them banter about the waves and Rhone cannot help but chuckle as the other male warns him about a Kraken. Rhone has never heard of such a beast, and honestly has no idea what the other is talking about, but he brushes off the uncertainty with a smile. "I have seen no such beast this morning." He offers the other a trusting glance as he looks back to the waves as they crash against the surface of the ocean. Nope. No krakens seen this morning.

As he came to halt in front of the two stallions, his eyes shifted from one and then to the other as he introduced himself. The more outgoing, friendlier (at least in his opinion) of the two then introduces himself as Erd. It was a strange name, a name he had never heard before. But ever the polite fellow, he simply smiles at the other and nods his head with a gentle nod. "It’s a pleasure to you’re your acquaintance, Erd…" He pauses as Erd introduces who he can only assume is the male’s brother. Their appearance is identical and he has a hard time believing that these two are not brothers. "…and Ard." When he hears that the other doesn’t talk, his gaze shifts to him. There’s something about him that tells Rhone that it wasn’t so much that the other didn’t talk, but that he chose not to. That was alright in his book. He wouldn’t pressure him to talk anyway.

But his attention was pulled back to Erd as he begins to speak again. Soft brown eyes are entrapping and they stay focused on the speaking brother. "You’ve not interrupted me. I was just exploring." Exploring, trying to reconnect with his god, something of that sort. Whatever he was doing, it was no problem that he had company. "I recently came to live here, in a place called Terrastella. I must admit I don’t know many others just yet." he had only been here the better part of a day. He’d met these two and he’d met Euryale, but other than that most of those living here were strangers to him.

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Rhone enjoyed the company of the two white stallions. They were pleasant and good for conversation (even if Ard wasn’t much of a talker). When Erd mentioned that they were also living in Terrastella, Rhone couldn’t help the way his face lit up with happiness. "I’m pleased to hear!" For so long he had worried that he would not find any friends or that he would end up in a kingdom that was filled with angry or mean individuals. Rhone had his fair share of leading those same sorts of people and quite frankly, he was ready for a change. He just wanted to live out the rest of his days, worry free. At least now he knew he would have a friend. And if the twins chose to leave, Rhone would be sincerely sad.

He was about to ask if they could shed some light on the Dusk Court - about the people there, the king, their values, and other things of the like. But Rhone was pleasantly surprised that he didn’t have to ask those questions, Erd was very eager to answer them without being prompted.

He listened to Erd speak of Asterion, a nice king. Perhaps he would have to meet the king and make his own opinions on the other. But for right now, he had no reason not to trust Erd or Ard, so he would take their word for it. But when they spoke of some bad flooding that had destroyed much of the land’s beauty, Rhone genuinely was saddened by the news. He looked to both twins. "My magic is weak here, but I can make plants grow. Perhaps I can help make Terrastella beautiful again." He would have to do a little at a time, but it could be done.

His eyes shifted to Ard, feeling the way the other studied him. He felt himself stand a little taller, not to try and intimidate the other, but merely to try to make sure that the other’s perceptions of him were good ones. "I promise, I mean no one harm." His words were directed at Ard, knowing that he would not receive a reply. "I’m hoping to live out the rest of my days peacefully. My prime has long past and my mistakes weight heavily upon my shoulders. Novus is a new start for me." A fresh beginning was just what Rhone needed. He was not here to start drama, only to try to leave out his days peacefully.

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