Solira: The Ocean: I'll always be there looking over your shoulder

alone I walk the winding way
it's over, no longer, I feel it growing stronger
I'll live to die another day, until I fade away
why give up, why give in...it's not enough, it never is
so I will go on until the end

- Breaking Benjamin, "until the end"

Another day on the beaches and I am once again seeking out the ones in charge. It has been my intention ever since I first set foot in Solira to present myself to the leaders but distractions of one sort of another popped up around every turn. I did learn their names from snitches of conversation here and there and I did see both of them at a distance during the chaos after the burning. A two toned stallion who is sometimes a fish and goes by the name of Marshall serves as King with a large gray Amazonian mare who answers to Saphira as the queen or so my “sources” say. So I have some idea of what I am looking for. My strides carry me along the shoreline eyes and ears open for signs of either ruler.

After a time of finding nothing I am preparing to settle in and watch the waves for a while when I am brought up short. I thought I heard someone say my name, an odd thing indeed since very few in these parts know it. Turning my eyes fall upon a familiar male, familiar only in the sense that I have seen him before but there is no doubt in my mind that the one coming towards me is Marshall. By now I am convinced that I was imagining things when I thought I heard my name and the incident is put well out of mind as I prepare to meet a king though he is nothing at all like the rulers I have known in years passed.

My head dips slightly in what I feel to be appropriate respect considering the laid back manner that he approached in. “A pleasure Marshall, Kolun…I am Jantz.” I attempt to take the naming of the otter in stride but I must admit it bothers me. This power that runs rampant in the lands of Legend makes me more than a little uneasy especially now that I’ve seen and been victim of its wrath. The apparent connection between horse and otter is doubtlessly another manifestation of said power and I can not like it.

His is speaking again but the question does not register at first for my mind is taken with what he said leading up to it. “Most recent…are we to expect more of the same then?” Now the question comes into focus and I consider it. How do I like Solira? It is as close to home as I’m likely to ever get. That is more than I care to say though. “It will do. In fact I think I’ll stay if you’ll have me.”

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Call me JANTZ for that is my name. Watch out for my 16.2hh, dark LIVER CHESTNUT coated person for I have the potential to be deadly. Trust what I know for I have spent SEVEN long years learning it. The blood of DON, GRONINGEN, TRAKEHNER, MUSTANG, ARABIAN & FRIESIAN runs in my veins. Do not ask the names of my parents for I remember them not. Look for me in SOLIRA under the heading of SPY, know my class as ESPIONAGE within which I hold the rank of NONE and mark my element as UNLEARNED. Tie my heart strings to LOCHSME until the day I die and trace my blood down to BILLIS & RONDI. My strings are pulled by the beautiful TZARRA who should be credited with both my creation and my words.