An Audience With The King RPG

[GreatWarg]

* * * * Rhûn Nation * * * *

'It's pronounced Ulwyte,' Ulwyte responsded to Lovek. The loss of his steed seemed to get to the captain more than anything else, though he was trying not to show it. Digging into his equine's sides with the heel of his boots, Ulwyte commanded the steed forward. The horse snorted, unhappy with the current arrangements, and swayed reluctantly for a moment before moving. It had too obviously considered bucking both of them off.

'You know what, horse? If you even think of bucking us off, I'll kick you before you do,' Ulwyte grumbled mostly to himself. The horse snorted louder and lurched forward in a feign attempt to throw both Ulwyte and Lovek forward.

'Damnable horse!' Lovek cursed. 'Choose a steed that is more behaved next time, Ulwyte!'

Ulwyte flicked the steed between the ears. 'You heard him.' The horse pulled its lips back into a sort of snarl before doing what it was ordered.