|OPEN| cathedral of the breastbone

No rank - Adult
Played by Sabrina

The days run together in a blur of broken images. Long moments of time are lost to delirium. Flashes of faces Rienzi can't quite recall bubble to the surface. Pain is all he remembers.

As his pain fades, his stomach fills, and his thirst is quenched, the world around him drifts in and out of clarity. His first evening fully aware finds him walking a beach. Nothing smells familiar about this ocean air or feels familiar about the sand shifting beneath his hooves. Where is he? Where did he come from? The stallion doesn't know the answers to the simplest questions.

He looks out over the sea. Waves roll in, calm and soothing. The sun, low on the horizon, paints the sky in artful streaks of purple and red. A salty breeze lifts his ginger mane from neck. He closes his eyes and breathes deep. He looks for answers in the dark behind his eyelids but all he has remains a puzzle.

A few easy steps forward and the stallion savors the feel of cool ocean waters caressing his tired fetlocks. A tufted tail swings lazily from flank to flank. The dizzying array of stripes marking his shoulders light up in low light of the evening. A long, curved horn is silhouetted with the shape of what otherwise might be a normal horse. He stands, finding comfort for the first time in weeks, but he is powerless. He walks in a world of powerful creatures with nothing to defend himself but horn on his head and the hooves on which he stands. But none of that scares him as much as his inability to remember.

Young Adult, 16.2 hh, Unicorn, Stallion, Sabrina
Son of Ilir - 25
Played by Collie
Salem followed the shoreline all the way from Ilir to the beach, the journey wasn't a long one, although by the time he steps hoof on the sandy shoreline Salem is sure he had been wandering for hours. He is surprised he hadn't hurt himself, he had been absent from his own head most of the time - lost in the land of thought and completely unaware of his surroundings. Tivus must have been looking out for him. He can only just spot his companion - wings spread soaring in and out of the clouds overhead. 

He shuts his eyes, allowing the breeze that ruffled at his mane to sooth cool against his skin - a kiss of relief from his journey.

"There is someone on the beach,"
“So, lots of people come to the beach,” Salem replies, cracking an eye open to watch Tivus land on the strongest branch of a near by shrub. But despite his dismissive comment he finds himself turning his head to glance towards the figure. It wasn't anyone he knew, and Salem isn't sure why but he is disappointed. He was mildly hoping it would be Mizumi, or Orani.

It was a stallion, one that Salem hadn't seen before. Salem shrugs and closes his eyes again. “Let me know if he gets any closer,” Salem says with a sigh, and then fully intended to go back to whatever day dream he had been lost in. Except Tivus speaks again, a comment that makes him shift a little straighter, "He looks so lost" . Salem turns completely towards the horned stallion then, using his warg to see the stallion through Tivus's eyes, the bird was right, there was a somberness to the stranger that makes Salem's heart lurch a little. He wants to tell his companion that lots of people are lost, especially coming to Liridon.

Instead Salem finds himself moving towards the unicorn. He wasn't really sure what he was going to say - how many times can he welcome someone to his country before it started to sound stale, like an overplayed record screeching with each turn.  “You look....well, confused?” not quite, “Is there anything I can help you with?”

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No rank - Adult
Played by Sabrina

With his eyes closed, Rienzi drinks in the smell of the sea. He can feel a resistance, borne of his own anxiety, as his rib cage struggles to expand. The footfalls of the stranger are lost under the sound of rolling waves, but his smell is a surprising addition to the ocean breeze.

Rienzi opens his eyes and turns his head to find another horse, not unlike him in appearance, staring inquisitively back at him. The other horse is dark-colored, with streaks of red in his mane and a horn, much like his own, protruding from his forehead. Rienzi searches the other face for any spark of familiarity but finds nothing. This must be a stranger.

"Where am I?", Rienzi asks. Maybe if this stranger can tell him where he is, the name of the place will generate some memory.

Reinzi turns his gaze out to sea. As he sees the sun, sinking below the horizon and setting the surface of the water aflame, he remembers fire. His eyes go wide, lighting up with the orange flare. There is feeling of fear linked to the memory of fire. Is he afraid of the fire or is he afraid of something else? Rienzi isn't so sure.

Young Adult, 16.2 hh, Unicorn, Stallion, Sabrina