The stone of the mountains is washed in shades of blue. Shades the moon pours over each and every one of them. In the distance he sees a dim glow of golden light, humming from a creature he cannot completely see. Sebastien exhales the vapor in his lungs. He gives it back to the sky full of stars that light up the sky for him. For Caligo. For all of Denocte. He draws closer with each passing second. His gait is steady, but it is not hurried. Sebastien ceases only when he sees the way that they extend their wings strewn with galaxies and gold. He is quick to acknowledge that he has never seen anyone who looks like them. They are equine in nature, but they are otherworldly. As if the heavens themselves yawned and they fell from the gaping maw of the universe. It is not just he who has noticed the other. Sebastien realizes this a bit too slowly, for the other is the first to speak.
Sebastien almost does not notice the words that fall from their mouth like the strange liquid dripping from their other orifices. They sigh his name, and it leaves him scrambling to place where they've met. If they've met. They ask if he truly is Sebastien, the Scholar of Denocte. A smile graces his lips as he sees a flicker of relief spread across the features that have been lit by their crown. The dull glow seems to emanate from this equine. It splashes him too and he is cast in the warm glow of their halo. "Yes, I am Sebastien the Scholar. I'm afraid I can't recall your name at the moment. I'm sure we've met..." He responds. His tones are warm as he answers the stranger. All his education has led him to this point. The way that he speaks with others because it leaves them none the wiser to his ulterior motives.
They peak again, informing him that they meant to seek him out. A strange occurrence indeed that they should meet out here at night. Beneath Caligo's watchful gaze. Sebastien studies the equine and realizes they were probably among those that gathered for Caligo to select her next Sovereign. "Strange indeed. It seems Caligo must have plans for us to meet so soon. I can say this is the first time I've been sought after as a scholar in Denocte though. I have recently relocated here, from Solterra. I hope I can help you, but I can make no promises. What is it you're looking for?" He asks, again the cordial tones fit for the noble house he belongs to. The cursed house that he must protect at all costs. Until he stops aging. Until he becomes hollow.
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Sebastien almost does not notice the words that fall from their mouth like the strange liquid dripping from their other orifices. They sigh his name, and it leaves him scrambling to place where they've met. If they've met. They ask if he truly is Sebastien, the Scholar of Denocte. A smile graces his lips as he sees a flicker of relief spread across the features that have been lit by their crown. The dull glow seems to emanate from this equine. It splashes him too and he is cast in the warm glow of their halo. "Yes, I am Sebastien the Scholar. I'm afraid I can't recall your name at the moment. I'm sure we've met..." He responds. His tones are warm as he answers the stranger. All his education has led him to this point. The way that he speaks with others because it leaves them none the wiser to his ulterior motives.
They peak again, informing him that they meant to seek him out. A strange occurrence indeed that they should meet out here at night. Beneath Caligo's watchful gaze. Sebastien studies the equine and realizes they were probably among those that gathered for Caligo to select her next Sovereign. "Strange indeed. It seems Caligo must have plans for us to meet so soon. I can say this is the first time I've been sought after as a scholar in Denocte though. I have recently relocated here, from Solterra. I hope I can help you, but I can make no promises. What is it you're looking for?" He asks, again the cordial tones fit for the noble house he belongs to. The cursed house that he must protect at all costs. Until he stops aging. Until he becomes hollow.
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