[Day 3 - ME] Thranta, Thranta, ride a Thranta

[Aurilie Alde]

"Of course you haven't slipped my mind. I'd have meant to call upon you sooner, perhaps at the Huttball game, but there were more pressing matters at hand." Seemed like she had a competitive streak.

Cynella crawled away from the thranta and re-did her hair in the interim. Close to when she'd finished, Aurilie succeeded in mounting the fair creature. "It would seem that you are a natural. That or you've had much more exposure than I. Is there some sort of secret that I neglected to use?"

Despite her earlier claims, it seemed that their next meeting had in fact been out of her element. Just as well, the Prince of Joral seemed to enjoy the wilderness. Where would she be out of place? Ah, and I suppose we did see each other at the field. Our date... that's where we'll be on equal footing!

"Seems like it,"Aurilie answered with a hearty chuckle. She hadn't flown off just yet but rather guided her steed so that she was close by at ground level. "As I've said before thranta are indeed uncommon to parts of Mount Joral. They can be pleasant when it comes to casual jaunts in the wilderness. Long-distance might be an entirely different story. However, the trick is perhaps to not assert yourself so early. Perhaps, make it clear that you're just a passenger going to the same coincidental destination...much like the maze, I suppose."

"Of course, I would be willing to share my steed too, if that's something you're keen on doing." She offered with a smile.

[Jocasta Teraan]

The Queen was not far behind as she urged her thranta on and pierced the clouds.

Breaking through the clouds, Jocasta felt like she was pushing through cold, wet needles for a moment, then she was in the light. The beauty of the sky was breathtaking, or perhaps that was the aforementioned, though the warmth from the sun was quickly doing its work.

Embarrassed that she had let herself advance past the Queen, Jocasta eased her thranta back to come side by side with her.

"My Queen, I want to thank you for this opportunity to ride. It has been too long and I had forgotten how pleasurable it can be."

Seeing others begin to breach the cloud bank, Jocasta rose in her saddle and cheerfully waved them over.

[Solara Panteer]

She caught up easily and allowed her thranta to glide and said, "We spend many hours riding, it is a pastime we enjoy immensely."

[Jocasta Teraan]

She caught up easily and allowed her thranta to glide and said, "We spend many hours riding, it is a pastime we enjoy immensely."

"I can appreciate the draw of it... Do you ride with Duchess Ziandra often?" She asks casually.

[Solara Panteer]

"When our schedules align," she said. "We enjoy her company immensely. How are you enjoying the company of our son?"

[Gil Corren]

Gil had been frowning a bit at the giant flying Lizard, he'd never been much of a rider, more a pilot if he needed to be. Still it had seemed interesting, and no one had told him he couldn't be here so he was. The rain didn't bother him much, so he hadn't planned to cover up as he got instructions on how to ride. No reason to afterall if he really was going to take to the skies.

And it at least seemed to be goign well so far.

Thantra, Thantra, ride a thranta. Boost from guidance: 1eP+1eA+1eB+2eD 1 success, 1 advantage

[Layne Hoshin]

"Uhm..." Layne looked a little lost. "...onward!"

The thranta did not comply.

"..to infinity!"

The thranta remained finite.

"...giddyup!"

The thranta did not giddyup.

"...please?"

The thranta let out a contended sound that apparently indicated it liked her... but it wasn't going to carry her around or anything.



Riding a thranta: 2eA+1eB+2eD 0 successes, 1 advantage


[advantage to make it like me a bit, I guess.]

[Ziandra Thul]

"Uhm..." Layne looked a little lost. "...onward!"

The thranta did not comply.

"..to infinity!"

The thranta remained finite.

"...giddyup!"

The thranta did not giddyup.

"...please?"

The thranta let out a contended sound that apparently indicated it liked her... but it wasn't going to carry her around or anything.



Riding a thranta: 2eA+1eB+2eD 0 successes, 1 advantage


[advantage to make it like me a bit, I guess.]

Ziandra whistled and the thranta took to the skies, hopefully Layne is holding on.

[Jocasta Teraan]

"When our schedules align," she said. "We enjoy her company immensely. How are you enjoying the company of our son?"

"Prince Joran has been very hospitable. And although I have not been able to spend as much time in his company as I would have liked, it is nice to connect with him, soldier to soldier, when we do have the opportunity to speak."

Jocasta hesitates before going on. "I also had lunch with Prince Gaul this afternoon, we had a pleasant conversation."

[Layne Hoshin]

"Woaw... what are you doing!? I thought you weren't giddyupping!?"

Layne was holding on for dear life.

[Gil Corren]

There was a slight smirk of amusement on Gil's lips as he watched the Jedi woman beign taken for a flight on the Thantra, that was the type of thing you didn't see every day and made the whole outing worthwhile.

He took his own mount into the air, hoping for a short flight to get a handle of things before returning safely to the ground.

[Solara Panteer]

"Prince Joran has been very hospitable. And although I have not been able to spend as much time in his company as I would have liked, it is nice to connect with him, soldier to soldier, when we do have the opportunity to speak."

Jocasta hesitates before going on. "I also had lunch with Prince Gaul this afternoon, we had a pleasant conversation."

“We are pleased my sons have made such good impressions, what are your plans if you were to be matched with our son?” she asked.

[Cynella Andrim]

"Seems like it,"Aurilie answered with a hearty chuckle. She hadn't flown off just yet but rather guided her steed so that she was close by at ground level. "As I've said before thranta are indeed uncommon to parts of Mount Joral. They can be pleasant when it comes to casual jaunts in the wilderness. Long-distance might be an entirely different story. However, the trick is perhaps to not assert yourself so early. Perhaps, make it clear that you're just a passenger going to the same coincidental destination...much like the maze, I suppose."

"Of course, I would be willing to share my steed too, if that's something you're keen on doing." She offered with a smile.

"Ah, the maze once again returns as an unexpected vehicle of metaphors and life lessons," Cynella said, shaking her head. "I'm sure the designers are proud of their creation's effects on us!"

She pursed her lips, looking to her attempted beast of burden and the Prince of Joral's. "And just when I was regaining my stride. My debut, if you hadn't heard, didn't go too well. I imagine that was partly in fault of me not asserting myself immediately." A small smile. "Of course, animals do not operate the same way as people. A silly mistake, one that I imagine a skilled hunter would never make."

At the offer, she blinked and leaned forward to inspect the thranta. "Would that really work?"

[Jocasta Teraan]

“We are pleased my sons have made such good impressions, what are your plans if you were to be matched with our son?” she asked.

"Well, you have raised very charming men." she first responds to buy a little time. Jocasta now saw where Gaul got his directness from. Joran's directness... might be from another cause.

"I will admit, before the announcements about the Festival, I hadn't given much thought to the political or noble life.

My father pushes me to accept a seat in the House of Lords, but I figured I would do all that after I retired from the ADF, after I have fulfilled my duty there."

She pauses a moment to collect her thoughts. "I have given it quite a bit more thought since then. If I were to be matched with your son; for Alderaan, I would continue to fulfill my duty in whatever capacity that may be, for your son, I would hope to offer camaraderie, understanding, and perhaps guidance."

[Solara Panteer]

"Guidance?" she asked.

[Galen Sol]

Galen simply let the thranta fly as it wished, gently petting it

[Jocasta Teraan]

"Guidance?" she asked.

"Respectfully, I believe you are uniquely aware of the burden the duties of nobility can be without a confidant. I saw it with my father after my mother passed away and I can only presume how many more times demanding that must be for the Royal Family.

I am not one to feast from another's table and do not intend to be a trophy on anyone's arm. Whoever becomes my partner will receive a partner, someone with whom they can share their burden."

Jocasta contemplated stopping here, but continued on. "It has been my observation, from watching my father and from my time in the ADF, that the best support comes not from a yes man, but from someone willing to challenge you, to be a looking glass with which to test the merit of your decisions."

[Aurilie Alde]

"Ah, the maze once again returns as an unexpected vehicle of metaphors and life lessons," Cynella said, shaking her head. "I'm sure the designers are proud of their creation's effects on us!"

She pursed her lips, looking to her attempted beast of burden and the Prince of Joral's. "And just when I was regaining my stride. My debut, if you hadn't heard, didn't go too well. I imagine that was partly in fault of me not asserting myself immediately." A small smile. "Of course, animals do not operate the same way as people. A silly mistake, one that I imagine a skilled hunter would never make."

At the offer, she blinked and leaned forward to inspect the thranta. "Would that really work?"

Aurilie looked vaguely amused as she glanced off. "Hm, surely we must look for another metaphor. I'm sure that a day at the faire will likely inspire some new ones potentially."

"Ah, that's right," she said, almost a touch forgetfully. Her own introduction didn't go all that well either and she perhaps did a good job of dismissing it from taking space in her head. The same was true for Cynella.

She gave a small reassuring pat to the thranta. "I would say that no animal plays by the same rule either and require a specific approach depending on their role in the wild and their upbringing by circumstance. I emphasize that you've meant well, at least, and there will be other opportunities for you to take centre stage on this ongoing court of love. I trust that Cynella will shine through. Of course, that's not discounting the other ones you may have yourself on too."

'Feel free to dismiss this comparison but...No dead-end is truly the end." She chuckled at herself.

"Thranta are used to carrying a respectable burden and I'm confident it won't be too much of an issue," she said as she offered her gloved hand.

[Cynella Andrim]

Aurilie looked vaguely amused as she glanced off. "Hm, surely we must look for another metaphor. I'm sure that a day at the faire will likely inspire some new ones potentially."

"Ah, that's right," she said, almost a touch forgetfully. Her own introduction didn't go all that well either and she perhaps did a good job of dismissing it from taking space in her head. The same was true for Cynella.

She gave a small reassuring pat to the thranta. "I would say that no animal plays by the same rule either and require a specific approach depending on their role in the wild and their upbringing by circumstance. I emphasize that you've meant well, at least, and there will be other opportunities for you to take centre stage on this ongoing court of love. I trust that Cynella will shine through. Of course, that's not discounting the other ones you may have yourself on too."

'Feel free to dismiss this comparison but...No dead-end is truly the end." She chuckled at herself.

"Thranta are used to carrying a respectable burden and I'm confident it won't be too much of an issue," she said as she offered her gloved hand.

"Or," Cynella said, raising her finger, "we may have a new thranta metaphor. What it would be, is yet to be discovered. Otherwise, yes, the festival will surely have something to tell us too." Her eyes went to the Hutt and his continued antics. Perhaps we may find some metaphor in him? Oh goodness.

Gladdened that they did not linger on said failures, Cynella turned back to the thranta. However, she made no attempts to pet it too just yet. "I suppose you could say the same of the various peoples of the galaxy. I don't know if our human noble standards would fare well in a court of Trandoshans." She tapped her lips. "Do they even have such a thing? Anyways, yes, I'm glad you have faith in me. With your support and others, I'm renewed in my thoughts that I will yet fit in here."

She snorted then covered her mouth (how embarrassing of an amused reaction!) at the maze reference. "Yes, I suppose I may always hop the edges if need be. Hopefully, I won't need to do such a thing.

"Same with jumping onto this thranta, apparently. I suppose it wouldn't do if they could only bring a rider. Since we are not carrying so much, I imagine that yes, we will not be too much of a burden." With all that said, she placed her hand into Aurilie's and waited for her instruction for mounting.

[Solara Panteer]

Jocasta contemplated stopping here, but continued on. "It has been my observation, from watching my father and from my time in the ADF, that the best support comes not from a yes man, but from someone willing to challenge you, to be a looking glass with which to test the merit of your decisions."

“A strong personality,” she mused. “Our Son seems to favor you, Jocasta Teraan. That just means we will be watching you much more closely. We hope you endure,” she said and then urged her Thranta to greater speed.