[AW] si vis pacem para bellum

[Eik]

E I K
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A life without conflict-- we've given up on that so long ago its hard to even remember wanting it.

(isn't that who you are? Your wants and dreams paving the path behind you?)

He's settled instead for seeking a people to share the conflict with. Better to die before your time, fighting for something that gives you meaning-

(the word makes him cringe, he is ashamed at wanting something so base-- meaning is nothing more than desire spun from air)

-than old, alone, and insane. The first two appeal to him, the third does not. Anyway, that is how he ended up in Solterra, unwittingly surrounded by perhaps the most fickle and cantankerous creatures in Novus. He came for the company and certainly not to be surrounded by four walls at all times, and so he is most often found at the periphery of the kingdom, seeking his answers in the vast, mostly barren stretches of sand and rock.

Over the next dune he sees the tips of black wing tips, first walking then trotting forward. It would not be the oddest mirage he's seen in these sands, but there is something about the vision that seems more firmly tethered to reality. He walks to the top of the dune to see the black priestess and a stranger with baskets-- an unusual sight in the desert he's begun to think of as his alone.

Eik glances to the horizon. They are the only ones as far as he can see, although this is by no means the highest dune he stands on. His attention returns to the two before him as he descends the small dune to join them. The scarred stallion nods to Inkheart in acknowlegement and turns to the newcomer. There is no suspicion in his features or demeanor, simply a calm curiousity. "Hello traveler." It is all he says, for Inkheart has spoken enough for the two of them.

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