Sawtooth Spire brandzahn
All Welcome  March 21, 2020, 09:01 PM
Mahler
Sagtannet
Eisen*
AW but maybe @Wintersbane? <3

        he went down into the lower reaches, where the stone teeth pointed upward; mahler lay upon a ridge to consider the numbers they had lost and the sheep there were to count, milling in a frightened herd and bleating askance at the sight of the silent wolf. he was not hungry; he did not kill, but remained there, grim and pensive.

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March 24, 2020, 03:34 AM
Wintersbane
Sagtannet
Eisen*
it is the sound of frightened sheep that draws wintersbane from his patrol at the sawtooth's lowest reach; drawn away and inland by their panicked cries. glacial gaze watches them wearily for a moment: they've always struck him as stupid creatures ( perhaps unfairly ), needing someone to herd them into formation, into telling them what to do. they panic but they don't actually go anywhere. careful to avoid getting headbutted or kicked his gaze comes across the form of mahler lounging against a ridge; the assumed source of their panic.

wintersbane makes his way towards his fellow eisen, snapping his teeth threateningly at a sheep that gallops a little too close before he hops upon the ridge. you keep making grim faces like that and your face is gonna get stuck like that. wintersbane cracks with a snort of amusement at his own joke. but seriously brother, why the grim face? if anything, wintersbane thought mahler had a lot to be happy about.

the fortunes of the world will rise and fall
but here in this kingdom we will endure —
March 24, 2020, 11:13 PM
Mahler
Sagtannet
Eisen*
        he watched wintersbane's approach and placid, tired stride. the other man was younger, but the gargoyle often felt as though he met his equal in experience with his fellow leader. therefore, when the word "brother" came, mahler gave a pleased grunt and thumped his tail once against the earth.
        "brother," he greeted in kind, sighing with a small pleasure not to be alone. "volves in sagtannet. ve must prepare for conflict."
        their allies must be contacted. "vhat do you think of gracious as an ambassador?"

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March 28, 2020, 06:17 AM
Wintersbane
Sagtannet
Eisen*
glad to hear the endearment returned; a natural but truthful slip as it'd been, wintersbane offers mahler a small smile that falters the moment the next words fall from his fellow leader's lips. conflict. his younger self would've been all over the chance to prove his prowess on the battlefield ...but an older, more mature and wiser man stands in his place. is a conflict wise with the cubs? the ones already born and the ones yet to leave their mother's wombs ...and even though she is an adult he cannot help but think ( and worry ) about quellcrist all the same.

wintersbane feels a bit out of the loop, admittedly ( which is probably his own fault ), and though this makes him a little irritated he focuses upon the chance that a more diplomatic resolution might be made. for now, as he awaits more details, the question of gracious as ambassador goes unanswered by wintersbane.

the fortunes of the world will rise and fall
but here in this kingdom we will endure —
March 28, 2020, 06:49 PM
Mahler
Sagtannet
Eisen*
        mahler saw the tension rise in wintersbane, and sought to quell it with a shake of his head. "not in that manner. i only mean ve must protect vhat is ours. train fighters," he grunted by way of explanation, "because of the cubs." 
        "my late brother did not vant allies. diaspora vas its own nation." mahler swept his eyes across the milling goatherd that had settled in the distance, down from the pair. "but i think that it is in our best interest to have them now." gaze tipped to wintersbane now, silently awaiting the other's thoughts.

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