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 Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2013 2:29 pm
 Xochipalli had been born to loving parents in a loving family. He had been given all of the love, attention, and education he could possibly have wanted. And yet, he'd left Tir Na nOg as soon as he could in order to journey around and see the world he'd heard so much about. He hadn't met many novae on his journey, but he'd met enough to learn more about the ocean and the people within it. New sights, new sites, new things to experience. He was drinking it all in when he could.
Right now was not one of those times, but it could easily be. He'd come across some sort of...structure, like a stack of stones too regular to be natural that had been arranged in a particular way. He'd never heard of place like this, with strange carvings, runes, and designs all up and down lintels and columns. Who'd built it? Yes, someone must have built it, put it together, and he wanted to know why. He also wanted to know why there was no one around. He hadn't seen anyone in weeks, and he would have thought that there would be someone at least making a sheltered spot such as this their home. The bottom was shallow enough here that seaweeds were growing on the stones, and fish swam in and out of the ruined mortar, but there were no novae around. How odd...
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2013 6:31 pm
 Another figure was among the structures, transparent fins shimmering in the current as the tail was curled around a long and thin rock at the base of a tower of them. One white hoof trailed across the writings, not understanding it but being intrigued by it just the same.
The silence of the place disturbed Des'tai and she wasn't entirely sure why. It looked long abandoned. Not something only visited once a year when the temperature of the water changed. But a settlement abandoned by an entire herd for whatever reason. Whether all at once or gradually was unclear. Possessions in the water was harder to keep than up on land, often carried off by a strong current from a passing creature if not hidden well enough. She seen no signs of anything left behind. But she also hadn't looked for any. It was not important to her to know of how quickly these Nova had fled. How long they had stayed. If they had left anything behind. It did not aid her in life. She had no intentions of remaining here beyond the time her curiosity ran out. She never even slept here during the times she wasn't looking at the place.
Uncoiling her tail, the mare swam upwards slowly. She stopped before the surface to turn in a direction she couldn't remember looking in yet. Her eyes fell on a shape that didn't look like plant or rocks. Nor was it a fish, as the much smaller creatures swimming by it could attest. When she lowered herself towards the bottom to get a closer look without being spotted, a brightly colored Nova came into sight.
This could be interesting. It could be fruitless, but it could also be interesting.
Moving closer, she peered around the edge of a structure with a small smile on her lips, her tail curled around the rocks.
"Young Nova, you seem lost. Do you require a guide?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 06, 2013 5:50 pm
A tiny creature amongst the algae on the rocks attracted the stallion's attention. It looked like a cross between a lobster and a snail, with eight overlapping plates in bright shades of brown and red. It didn't seem to move as Xochipalli watched, but it was clearly an animal--all around the plates was a skirt of soft flesh, and there was a small trail behind the little creature. On another part of the rock, he could see another of its kind in its own algae patch, and another, and another. The rock itself was another column. Algae and tiny mussels had grown into carvings on the stone, runes and a drawing long eroded by wave and time. It appeared to be a stylized nova carrying a comb and a mirror. But what did it mean? He leaned in closer for another look.
So absorbed with the fine details was he that he hadn't noticed another nova in the water. He whirled around, startled, and blinked. It was a stately mare behind him, the sunlight in the shallow water revealing that her fins were a filmy translucence. He'd never seen one such as her before, not one with such beautiful, diaphanous fins. In retrospect, her colors should have been a clear warning. But there are some things you only learn from experience. "Huh? Lost? Well, I don't know where I am, ma'am, but I wouldn't say I'm lost."
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Posted: Wed Oct 29, 2014 10:32 pm
"Mm, a wanderer, than," Des'tai confirmed, making it a statement instead of a question. She leaned casually against the side of a structure, the hoof furthest away from the wall pressed against it while the other crossed over it. Yes, this could prove interesting indeed. Adventurers always did have the best information. And he called her ma'am! How darling. "I would consider myself one, as well. Until I find somewhere suitable to settle. Tell me. Why do you travel?"Geyser Eelborn Des'tai, fail muse, tonight. Very fail.
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