Xth of Winter of 513 A.V. -Date Pending on Abel's Schedule.
The stables... even being near it bade the girl shudder and that was even she she had difficulty feeling the cold. When she was alive she'd always been frightened of horses. She could remember a time long ago when she was still a child, one had thrown her off it's back and almost trampled her under it's hooves. How she had miraculously avoided that shower of snapping steps she couldn't remember, but that day had left a permanent mark on her psyche that might never heal.
It seemed almost a lifetime ago now, but the fear was still there. Though she was already an adult in her own right and she could master her emotions to some extent she could never truly bury it the way others could. Unlike many nuit she was swayed more by feelings than thoughts, that made her both unpredictable and unreliable in their designs...
"Uhm, I was asked to inspect the horse belonging to Mister Louger. He wishes to take it for a ride around the countryside tomorrow and is asking for it to be prepared for his arrival..." she hoped that the staff occupying the stables would be easy to deal with. She did not have a wish to stay here any longer than she ought to, but work as work and she would be unwise to keep her master waiting longer than he could afford to be patient.
The stables... even being near it bade the girl shudder and that was even she she had difficulty feeling the cold. When she was alive she'd always been frightened of horses. She could remember a time long ago when she was still a child, one had thrown her off it's back and almost trampled her under it's hooves. How she had miraculously avoided that shower of snapping steps she couldn't remember, but that day had left a permanent mark on her psyche that might never heal.
It seemed almost a lifetime ago now, but the fear was still there. Though she was already an adult in her own right and she could master her emotions to some extent she could never truly bury it the way others could. Unlike many nuit she was swayed more by feelings than thoughts, that made her both unpredictable and unreliable in their designs...
"Uhm, I was asked to inspect the horse belonging to Mister Louger. He wishes to take it for a ride around the countryside tomorrow and is asking for it to be prepared for his arrival..." she hoped that the staff occupying the stables would be easy to deal with. She did not have a wish to stay here any longer than she ought to, but work as work and she would be unwise to keep her master waiting longer than he could afford to be patient.