Talisa traveled a great distance in an effort to feel more connected to Maua. It had been so long since she'd seen their Creator in their physical form or at all so she was hoping that today might be the day. While the sky truly was not the apex place to summon her, it had felt right when she had gazed up at the Peaks that morning and decided that she wanted a bird's eye view.

The journey up was tiresome but she had the initiative to keep going despite how warm the sun was at her back. The clouds didn't exactly do much and likely laughed at her for trying but when she got up there, it didn't seem nearly as warm. In fact, she could swear there was a nice little breeze that circled around her and made her feel a little less like a dying plant and more alive. So Talisa wandered closer to the Lookout (though kept her distance from the edge) and peered upwards.

TRIPLE XP:
+15 Preach your beliefs to someone
+15 Tell a story about the after-life

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No Man Shall Live Beyond His Fated Death-Day

Vadik had witnessed a female moving with purpose toward the lookout point, and curiosity gnawed at his mind. Where was she going? He feared for her wellbeing... as a sheer drop from a lookout point might be tempting to some.

Spurred on out of concern and curiosity, Vadik followed the rather attractive female, keeping his distance until he knew for sure what her intentions were. He did not want to spook her, surely. The hike was long and slightly taxing, but it was nothing he wasn't used to doing... even in his home country! It was a nice excuse, if anything, to explore this place. He had never been up here before!

As they made their way to their final stop, the female kept safely away from the edge and looked to the sky. At least that alleviated one of his concerns. Perhaps now it was time to make himself known. He cleared his throat cheekily, unsure if there was any better way to do this...

"Er, good morning Kvinne.

I don't mean to startle you... I simply saw you coming up here and wanted to make sure you were alright."

He explained, without going into too much detail. He gave her a crooked smile, standing tall. Wounds were healing upon his left shoulder from the scuffle he had gotten into with his friend the other day. Strangely, he was hoping she took notice of them.

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+5 Learn about another pride’s laws or culture
+5 Learn about another family's traditions
+5 Learn a character’s full name and rank

@Talisa

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The air up on the Peak always felt fresher and just more than anywhere else. Something about it eased any worry or pain that she might've been experiencing and it led her to know that she wasn't alone. That there was beauty on the horizon and better things in story for the pride, her family and herself just so long as she kept going forward.

The heiress was surprised to have someone up near the Lookout and turned to see a pale individual call to her. Addressing her as kvinne and not knowing what it meant but presumed it to be good. I am good; thank you. She smiled to him in her typical friendly manner, her lilac eyes taking him in and not recognizing him in the slightest nor taking in any familiar scents. Though, she was quick to notice what he'd wanted her to see. Are you? she asked, her body lifting to stand as she looked at the wounds on @Vadik's shoulder. They looked somewhat fresh but were healing with no infection to them but something must've happened.

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No Man Shall Live Beyond His Fated Death-Day

The Norseman was glad to hear that she was alright, and that his worries had been for naught. Now, he simply wanted to get to know her better, if she was willing . She stood and looked at him with concern as she asked if he was alright in turn.

Confusion flashed across his features before he realized that she was inquiring about his shoulder wounds. So she HAD noticed! Though... he had wanted her to be impressed rather than worrying over him. He looked down at his shoulder and chuckled, laughter erasing the confusion.

“Oh, what? This? Yeah, no no... this is nothing! You should have seen the other guy!”

He rolled his shoulders just to flex his shoulders and prove that the wounds didn’t bother him... though, they did quite scream at him for the brash movement.

I’m Vadik Frigard... a local wanderer of these parts really. Who are you, if you don’t mind me asking?”

His words were warm as the smile stayed upon his lips in a friendly gesture. He decided to sit to encourage the woman to do the same, settling comfortably where he had once stood.

@Talisa

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Talisa was happy to be in the company of someone who seemed rather open and reasonably friendly. Always happy to meet a non-native lion who she could easily get along with. Worrying over his well-being, or anyone's really, was simply natural but she was a little impressed when he told her to see the other guy. Oh! You won, then? she asked, growing slightly more interested by the minute but also wondering why they had fought. What was their reason?

I am Talisa Valour, a native from Vermeda Brook. While she wasn't always very intent on calling herself a native out loud to others, she was learning to not be as forthcoming about her title within her pride. She didn't want anyone to think that she was above them nor did she need anyone acting any differently than they would if she were just a mere lioness. To his gesture, she sat down but kept a comfortable space between them so as not to intrude on other's personal space. Another thing she was working on.

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@Vadik

No Man Shall Live Beyond His Fated Death-Day

Well... the truth was, he had actually lost. But seeing the impressed expression upon the woman's face, and wanting such an impression of him to stick with her... perhaps he wouldn't correct her error. Sure... he had won.

As she moved to sit as well, he felt a calm breeze blow between the two of them. Her words slid along the air gracefully as she spoke of who she was in turn. It was nice, sitting here with her. Her company was electric... he could feel it in his toes... or was it his heart simply beating out of his chest?

He gave a half-bow to her out of friendly respect. She did not mention her title, but instead that she was a native of these lands... and that she belonged to a nearby pride. This piqued his interest. He wanted to know where she came from, and what kind of people she called her own.

"Well, @Talisa Valour, I am pleased to make your acquaintance.

You say you're a native here? Perhaps you might be willing to show me around a bit? I've been trying to find a welcoming pride to mingle with and rest my bones, but thus far... none have seemed right."

He told her, shrugging his shoulders before grimacing at the pain. Ooof... oh yeah, still hurts.

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Even when she was younger she had held a fascination with the stories of warriors and great strength. Of those that fought battles and found their glory on the seats of bloodied thrones; Talisa was a sensitive woman at times but there was just something wonderful about the art of war. Perhaps it stemmed alongside her desire to have a white knight that fought on her behalf but she tried not to get her hopes up. So she'd kept the dream on the back burner until she found that dream in Morrigan.

Talisa grimaced, happy by his considerate words as well as his interest in knowing more about her, her pride and Amaryllis even. I suppose I could help you learn the land. It wouldn't be the first time someone had requested that sort of knowledge from that large brain of hers. The map of home resting heavily upon her noggin. I am from the Brook up north, we are allied to a few very nice prides. Obsidian Hollow in the west and Caladan Cove in the southeast. Talisa liked both Jewel and Magnus and thought that their leading styles were quite close and maybe an in between of what the Valour's pride was comprised of.

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@Vadik

No Man Shall Live Beyond His Fated Death-Day

He listened with interest as she explained the geographic locations of her own pride and those they were allied with. He heard her words, but he couldn’t help drinking in her visage.

He tried to shake her beauty from his mind as he worked to construct a mental map, if you will, of all the local municipalities. He nodded once he understood. Perhaps he’d manage to remember where these prices were for future use.

“And your pride, by the brook. What is it that makes this one unique... different from all the rest?”

Besides the fact that SHE resided there, of course. He had already heard stories of the deity Maua. Could the tradition and culture be the same among all, or different.we’re there any prides that have endured for centuries? He had many questions... but held his tongue.

All in due time.

@Talisa

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The heiress was happy to help others find their way in her home, anxious to see them grow but as was typical she always had to make sure that she was being somewhat secretive. There were still a few dark whispers in her head that told her that some things were best kept to herself. After all, Vermeda had been the only pride within Amaryllis for years and only recently had there been the introduction of more. For starters, we were the first prides here? Native to this land for generations up until recently when others found their way here. Talisa felt a small hitch in her tongues words as she dared not to mention Maua. Something pulled her back from mentioning the Creator's name not in fear of rejection but something else that Talisa couldn't put her toe on. Not realizing, of course, that he was already vastly familiar with their Deity.

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@Vadik

No Man Shall Live Beyond His Fated Death-Day

Vadik raised his brows in intrigue, impressed with the dedication her pride held to endure for so long. Still, where he came from newcomers would not have been welcomed with open arms... in fact, they would have been welcomed with a warrior's teeth to their throats.

"It must have been very taxing to welcome newcomers to your homeland. I imagine that, at times, the transition was not easy?

In my homeland there is endless bloodshed in the defense of land, life and property... and that's even without foreigners laying claim to random plots!"

His intrigue turned into confusion. The statement doubled as a second question. Had there been war? Had her pride lost and in turn been forced to split their territory among the many different prides that resided here now? Vadik then shrugged slightly.

"Of course... it is mainly our culture, and the All-Father, that is to blame for that."

He chuckled then, hiking a brow to see if she would take the bait. Sure, he had not mentioned Maua... but perhaps in mentioning his God, she could be guided onto the subject more easily. He wanted to know more about the history of this place, and it's Deity.

@Talisa

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