[AW] slick like sunlight ;

[Eik]

"Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls."

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Well that escalated quickly. Eik isn't one for drama and petty squabbles. He is straightforward and simple- a warrior at heart, but with a sense of nobility. He won't fight for the sake of fighting, and certainly won't pick a fight without a reason. From the conversation at hand he determines the winged one must be the ruler here, so who exactly is this Velorca, who acts as though he were king? Eik meets his glance without expression.

The thought crosses through his mind that he has yet to meet anyone who seems happy to be here.

The woman speaks of fortune, and briefly he ponders the gods. Perhaps it truly was fortune that brought him here, as she sarcastically suggested. He is unacquainted with the gods in these lands, yet they must hold some sway-- he feels there is some reason for his being here, though only time will tell what that is. It is probably not the company.

He takes a step closer to the mare-- or rather, away from Velorca. The bickering before him seems disgraceful. It is one thing to blatantly challenge a man to battle, but to fight with words-- that is the coward's way. And within their own court, no less. "Aren't we the same people?" He asks the woman, or anyone who will answer, though the two stallions seem rather occupied at the moment. He is unashamed of his ignorance. It doesn't matter to him whether he is scorned or not- when he has a question, all that matters is the answer.

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E I K

@Velorca @Maxence @Avdotya