Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31401828-20170506104115/@comment-29661846-20170517202712

I take Lando's hand, noting the man easily towers above me, he must be nearly seven feet tall. His grip is a suprisingly firm one that takes me off gaurd, but I do not falter and meet his eyes. Within them I see a both a gaze that is both protective and gentle, that underneath his calm and casual exterior lies a feirce warrior. As I release my grip on his hand, my wife comes forward and shakes his hand too, though unlike me, she was well prepared for a firm grip.

Before Lando takes down the pathway from the harbor to the kingdom, I give Atlawa one last look. By this point he has not only become surronded by a large group, not just kids, but now they hoist him up high as they cheer. I can't help but smile at this sight.

My wife takes my hand, "Willing to give them a chance now?"

"Perhaps." I say, "This place, it has a peaceful vibe to it, yet..."

"Yet the people aren't indolent. A fire burns in thier eyes." Alexadria says.

"Exactly. Just looking into Lando's eyes told me he wasn't to be messed with despite his casual demeanor."

"Indeed. And I have been loking around as well, and do ou know what I see? The people are all the same. The way they carry themselves, the way the soldiers walk and talk to others, you can tell who's a native and who's a pilgrim immediatley. The natives will give up thier lives to protect this land, yet the pilgrims see it as naught but a refuge."

"Yeah. They kinda remind me of us, of our people."

Queen Beatrix rolled her eye, "Yes my dear, you'd be suprise how many people would be like us if you just opened up a little. Wasn't it thanks to opening up that you found me?" She said as she got close.

The sound of a throat clearing got our attention, Lando was waiting for us to begin going down the path to the Kingdom. I took my wife by the hand, both of us trying to hide our embarassment as we followed Lando to the rest of the Tropical Union.