farsickness | fights & sights

WHO: Merlan O'Keefe; Open

WHEN: November-Early December

WHAT: Event, General

WHERE: Forge, town, horse breeder

WARNINGS: To be updated; nudity (for the hot springs)

001. Hard Fights, Long Soaks

Thunder nibbled at the grass while Merlan shrugged off her armor and tested the waters of what was really more than very tiny burble of hot springs located on her way home. She'd been busy for the last few days persuading a bunch of really determined harpies to leave off snatching children for dinner and, with only a little sadness had to slaughter the lot of them. That meant she she covered in gross, irritated, and kinda wanted a nap just for old time's sake. The soak would do her good, though, so that's where she could be found, wading into the water her wings unfurled, brushing the surface of the water before sinking.

Maybe she should have built over here.

"That's more like it," she murmured, cupping a handful of water to rub ichor off her face.

002. Saddles and Broodmares

In the next few days after the harpy trouble (and with the coin gotten from that venture), she decided getting three more horses for Thunder's company was her goal. She made three bridles, purchased tack and saddles, and headed up to Temma's - the woman who'd sold her Thunder. It wasn't a long trip, especially not when Thunder ate up road like the wind half the time but they slowed here and there and Merlan stopped to eat lunch.

"Maybe we'll find you a girlfriend and you two can get it on and give me foals, mm?" she said to the horse as he stole a late autumn apple. "Hey, rude. You have the pick of the road. Nice tasty greens! And you steal my apple? See if I ever give you treats again." Thunder had the grace to look slightly ashamed but not before making slappy lip noises and being a giant dork about it all.

"Jerk." And then he licked her cheek. "Gross. Horse slime."

003. Wildcard

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"Horses, like donkeys, will always want the finest things instead of what's laying around."

A voice from behind, laughing, pipes up as Wei Wuxian comes near the duo. He definitely knows picky eaters from experience, since Little Apple was among the pickiest of eaters he'd seen!

"You have a handsome horse, what's he called?"

"Especially if I'm holding it. This is Thunder, he thinks he's king of the world," she says dryly. "Good thing I packed more apples so I can actually have one. He knows better. We're travelling to get him some mates so he's not alone all the time. Human friends? Sure. But he needs some horse friends."

"The finest things always come from our hands and they know it! Especially if it's food!"

His laughing only becomes more amused, but quiets soon enough and nods. "Having a mate is good for them, even if they have good human friends. Thunder is a wonderful name for him, a strong name too!"

"This is true," she said with a nod. "Like the oats I make for him every morning with pieces of apple."

She shook her head.

"I hope he enjoys himself with his new horse friends." Merlan laughed softly. "He was making a ruckus charging around the field when he saw me and then came up like he was going to rush the paddock fence before settling down and taking to me. He's a good boy, though."

"My donkey back home loves apples, a shame Little Apple isn't here to enjoy the fine food around." A longing sigh escapes him, he really does miss the picky critter.

"With that energy, I'm sure he will! He sounds like he's quite the force to be reckoned with."

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