Bryghtwood {Medieval Fantasy} OPEN!!!!!

Alma smiled at Roman. "Hopefully there'll be some sort of break in the situation soon, that one little push to toss those rats in the dungeon." She practically purred in satisfaction of the thought. "But yes, we'll need to oversee a little meeting with whoever we decide to send out."


Nim sighed. "I suppose that would be good, but then I'd be more likely to talk to people." He was actually quite a sweetheart, yet he preferred not to talk with too many people. His whiskers twitched. "You'll have to stay with me so you can shoo everyone away from me." His eyes seemed to glint with amusement before laying his head on his paws.

Alma hummed. "Well, I had gone to the meeting between the Landars and the Waterways. Just as I suspected, it was a rogue bear that killed Ilum Waterway, poor thing." Old age would've caught the elder otter if that bear hadn't though. "So now the Waterways are  probably trying to appease the Landars with gifts."

Nim shrugged. "I'm sure Uma would love to." He didn't even mention Olgrin, that old thorn having not been in their good graces for many lifetimes. You tended to avoid people who wanted to enslave an entire world.

Alma nodded in agreement. "Exactly what I was thinking. The other houses had just shown up to see for themselves really. No sides taken. Watching from the sidelines more or less. To take sides wouldn't do Sunfyre much good, whether we're the ruling house or not." One of the other families could always just challenge them after all.


Nim shrugged again, scratching his side with a hindleg. "I'm not too sure. I haven't left here in a few days, and I haven't seen her around." Perhaps she had business in the mortal realm, whatever it was. Yawning again, fangs glinting, he said "I'm sure Uma will turn up at some point just like the rest of us. We always do."

Alma perked up at the suggestion. "Sure," she said with a grin. "We haven't been in a while." She quite enjoyed those little trips honestly, horses carrying them across the kingdom and away from prying eyes sometimes when they had freetime on their hands. And she just liked horses in general. They were quite nice folk actually, hardy and strong.


Nim shrugged his large shoulders. "Bryghtwood itself is doing relatively okay, though there's more activity far west of the kingdom's borders. I believe it's Olgrin, probably still sulking after all this time." Part of him missed their stoic friend, but what he stood for was something he just couldn't be around for. "There was also another dragon born to that western clan, well, west of Bryghtwood, up in those mountains that look like a fist. A dragon hasn't been born in a few hundred years, so I was thinking of going to congratulate them." Dragons were very picky on when to have babies, some never finding the "perfect" time at all.

Alma went up to her own horse, a large brown mare with a darker mane. After greeting the larger creature, and getting a saddle on, she was ready to go rather quickly. Eager to get going. "Ooh, I'm already so excited," she admitted sheepishly. "I've always loved going riding." Though Roman already knew that from the countless other times they'd gone.


Nim nodded once. "If only we knew where Uma was. We could invite her along as well." He was sure she was up to her own business though, and simply saw no need to go pull her from whatever she was possibly doing. "We can go whenever you wish." As it seemed neither of them had anything else to do seemingly.

Roman saddled his horse and led it out of it’s stall before mounting it as well. His horse was a quite large almost all white stallion with light dapple grey patches throughout its body. It’s mane was neatly trimmed and braided. Roman dug his heels into the horse’s ribs gently to signal it to go forward towards where Alma was, “Should we just ride around town or go beyond?” He asked.

Dakota looked just plain excited now, “if i go find her can we go now?” He asked, flapping his wings a little. “Knowing her she’s probably just floating around in some lake doing nothing.” He joked, he then gave an amused look to Nim as he said, “almost just like what you’ve been doing.”

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Alma hummed. "Beyond. I know people likely won't bother us or anything but I don't want to risk it. If that's alright with you." She just wanted to have some alone time with her husband, even if it was just a simple horse ride. Not that she wasn't excited, their current little plan making her smile.


Nim nodded once. "Yes, let's go." He then stared at Dakota's second comment. "I'm taking a break from rearranging my library. You know, with the books you and Uma never bother to read but probably should."

Alma smiled a little. "Well, we had a lot more freetime before you became king. Not that I'd change anything now." She grinned before looking ahead again. "I remember it though, when we had more chances to just be away from prying eyes, not have to worry about the duties we have now."


Nim chuckled. "My library has more than you know, being added to every day. You would know almost thrice what you do if you read." He then sniffed at the suggestion to lend him some. "I'll hold you to that. Next time you aren't busy."

Alma smiled. "Such a sweetheart, making me feel so special." Whether Roman was a royal or not, she believed she would've fallen in love regardless. "Lucky me for snatching you up before anyone else did!" Because it surely would have happened, especially since Roman had been a prince at the time.


Nim snorted before standing up. He then proceeded to roar, so powerful that the trees shook around them at the summon for their third friend. Closing his jaws, an ear twitched as he regained his calm features as he then proceeded to wait. He doubted Uma would pass up the opportunity to see a baby dragon.

Alma laughed in genuine amusement. "Well, you certainly made it hard for me to say no. You've always been quite the charmer." She could tell he'd probably chased after quite a few women before they courted, but that was before. She knew he'd never do as such now. "I "put up" with you because you're still a great man despite not being perfect. Same goes for me. You still manage to put up with me despite my flaws."


Nim's whiskers twitched. "Dakota was too busy telling me about how my library is basically obsolete." His eyes sparkled slightly with amusement though before he continued "We wanted to see if you'd like to accompany us. We are heading to the dragon clan in the west to see a hatchling and congratulate the parents."

Alma watched, blinking once as Roman took off on his stallion. She looked down at her mare, who looked back at her with a slight snort. The smaller of the two snickered before cracking the reins lightly, digging her heels briefly to signal they were to of course follow. The brown mare took off after the stallion to pick up the race challenge.

Nim nodded once, saying "Right now." Instead of some big, flashy means of entrance, the white tiger didn't even bat an eye and they were all suddenly there. Up within the mountain range, which did indeed look like a fist if seen from afar. There was vegetation, with trees and bushes and soft grass. And up ahead was a sort of valley, where various nests and caves were seen throughout, with a huge cave toward the end of the valley not yet seen.

Alma rolled her eyes playfully as Roman glanced back at her. She knew him to be competitive, so this little race wasn't going to be easy per say. Wouldn't stop her from trying though, having her mare go faster with another flick of the reins. The brown creature sped up in attempt to regain ground between the other pair.


Nim didn't even look back at Uma, but an ear did twitch in acknowledgement. He then proceeded to lead the way. As they descended into the valley, they were immediately noticed. Some dragons looked their way, all colors and features, though one thing they had in common were bulky figures and two sets of wings. Unlike the eastern clan, which had long winding bodies and no wings at all due to using levitation to fly.

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Alma felt a little satisfaction as her mare slowly began gaining on the two ahead. Sure, her horse was smaller but that meant she had a little speed on her side, even with Roman's horse being larger and having longer legs. Snickering a little, she encouraged her larger friend, the mare doing her best to catch up at least.


The dragons closer to them rumbled in greeting, even bowing their heads a little. The oldest dragons knew the trio more though. The young ones looked confused as to why their larger elder would bow to some funny cat and two small birds.