79th Day of Autumn, 511 A.V. Tenth Chime, Avanthal Ethan hadn't been in Avanthal very long but he already had mixed feelings. Despite the freezing and often lethal weather. The Vantha where such a happy bunch. Being snowed in most of the year would drive him nuts, but they seemed to happily pass the time. And everyone in the city was full of stories and jokes. Each funnier than the last. A young Vantha merchant made him laugh so hard he was afraid he would faint. And their eyes where like living gemstones. Each person holding their own personal beauty and enchantment. The only parts that bugged him where the Kelvics... When Hadrian and Kendall first told him about the Ice Watch. They might of expected him to be thrilled about the acceptance of Kelvics in Vantha society. Instead of being excited, he got so upset he retched that night. They where breeding his people like common dogs. Designed To love and obey their riders. To know nothing of freedom or even the desire of it. Creatures born into captivity. Now he stood in front of the Icewatch barracks. From the locals and conversations he listened in on. This was where they housed the pet bears. Where they bred and trained them. Leaning against a tree trunk. He thought about destroying the place one day. When Kelvics finally understand whats been going on. Rise up, and do the job for him. Ethan had his fill of contempt for one day, and started walking down the path back towards the city. Away from the Kennels. The True Kelvic stopped when he noticed a pretty Vantha sitting in the snow. She had a delicate frame, dark black hair, beautiful hazel eyes. And she was writing something down. Poetry or short stories probably. Vantha where a creative bunch. Curiosity peaked, he walked over towards the girl. He wore simple clothes, black cloak made of wool. Light orange tunic similar to his chest feathers. All of it practical, to keep away the cold. But that never kept him from approaching others like he was dressed in the finest silks. ”What are you writing M'lady? Normally. I would leave you to it, but you Vantha are always writing someone beautiful or profound.” He smiled happily as he walked closer. ”May I sit?” |