Joker and Sweet Halo [Quest]

[The Warden]

The dark mare, still wet from her dip in the lake, had secreted her precious diamond in a safe place. Now all she had to do to complete the quest that those confounded wish-givers had sent her on was to gain hairs from the Dark King and the Light Heiress. Ebony had discovered that the two were called Joker and Sweet Halo, respectively.

The Friesian shivered as the wind on the summit touched her wet skin. It sent chills through her and she shivered though her body was still warm from her hike to the peak of Echo Summit. Ebony waited for her heaving breath to even and slow before she called out for the ones she had come for to seek.

I crave an audience of the Dark King Joker and the Light Lady Sweet Halo, to seek their help and their company!

The hail was more formal than Ebony was used to. But she assumed that one was better off using more respectful forms of address than 'hey you' when one wished to speak to members of the royal houses.

[Halo]

(OOC: Uhm,...Sweet Halo's player doesn't play here anymore. >_>)

The dark king hard heard the call and begrudgingly trotted off from what he had been doing to see who had called him. He trudges up the mountain, getting more aggravated as he goes along, ears pinned back by the time he gets to the top. He snorts, breath fogging up in front of him as he spies the mare. Well, well, well. At least this could be worth his time. He swaggers over to her with his head held high. “Well, it isn’t every day that a beautiful vixen calls my name.” He smirks and finishes closing the distance between them with a jog, tossing his head up once.
~Moony

(OOC: Sorry it's crummy)

[The Warden]

Isn't it?

Ebony smiled coyly at the Dark Lord. He was handsome, she'd give him that much. Maybe in later days, when her quest was done and great black wings sprouted from her shoulders like those of a great bird, she would go to his lands and pay him a visit. It would be a trip she could look forward to.

But right now she had more important things on her mind, such as the gaining of the afore-mentioned wings. Ebony bowed her head to the Joker in deference and spoke to him again.

My lord, I have a favor to ask of you, if I may. I require for my quest three strands of your blessed tassels. May I have them, of your courtesy?

Ebony moved closer, hardly daring to breathe as she approached the majestic stallion. Truth to tell he made her a little nervous. But she stepped on and lowered her voice in a bold, close whisper.

I would, hm, be ever grateful to you.

OOC: Then what am I to do? Sweet Halo's are the final hairs I need to complete my Ebony's quest.