[God Quest] Lucky Me

doing fine enough to know that everyone's a little broken

It felt like a lifetime ago since she stood here last. That had been a different Colt, one that hadn't yet crawled through the desert looking for something you're not supposed to chase. This Colt would never do that again. She'd made it though, thanks to a certain blue-eyed shadow that wouldn't quit on her and a star-speckled stallion that seemed more dream than reality now that she'd returned home. Tarnished as the memories may be with a weariness too deep to name, there's still a smile that flirts on her lips at the thought of it.

"Nature Frey," she hums softly, pulling her hat to her chest and holding it there like it's something precious. She shifts her weight onto one leg, the other lazily kicked out, as she dips her head towards the shrine, relaxed but reverent. "T'weren't easy, but I think I did what you asked." She tries to keep the edge from her voice, the glide of irritation that's still settled there, not the least of which is because all the work hadn't even been for her. She hoped whoever won this cursed belt buckle would fully appreciate it. Likely not though, that's how it goes.

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Nature Frey quest turn in from Beyoncé with a lasso

for a Belt Buckle with +1 luck.

Colt has received a quest!
She must encounter three Serendipities in three separate threads that occur after this one (11188).
1. if it don't take two
2. If you're going through hell, keep on going
3. I ain't an angel, you ain't heaven-sent

For the first time in a long time, I'm doing fine

COLT

Frey

"It's a funny thing, luck. Isn't it?" Frey's voice is soft and ever so slightly amused, the windchimes singing their arrival, a soft breeze carrying the scent of sweet grasses and newly opened buds across Mourn and beyond. 

The herald stands before Colt, their stance almost identical to the one she adopts, but instead of a hat clutched to their chest, they hold in their hands a gorgeously crafted belt buckle that seems to shift between tones of gold and brass and copper.

"For you," they say, offering it out. "And if you decide to keep it for yourself instead of giving it out, I won't say a word." Her quest, her decision, after all.

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Colt has completed her quest and has received the following:

Type: Light | Style: Other | Level: Basic
Lucky Buckle | A well-crafted belt buckle that, when worn, grants +3 luck. Must be included in all PQ/PQ+/KQ/DROP posts to be counted.

doing fine enough to know that everyone's a little broken

"Not the word I'd use," Colt drawls as she glances up at Frey's arrival, but despite the thin line of irritation, Colt is smiling in turn at the deity's humor. It all feels a bit more worth it when her gaze catches what Frey holds, the gleam of it like a promise of a fresh start. Colt's grin widens, delight a shine in her eyes that almost competes with the new belt buckle.

"Thank you," she says with a strong current of appreciation as she reaches to take hold of her hard won prize. She admires it for a moment, flipping it over in her hands, testing the heft of it, tracing the designs with a growing eagerness for the event soon to come. Her attention lifts back up to Frey at their final words, earning a true laugh now, all the hardships of the desert melting away now that the treasure is obtained.

"Glad to know you'll keep my secrets," Colt winks. As tempting an idea as it might be, there's a certain joy in being able to pass this on to another. Who knows, maybe she'll change her mind the day of if the competition is a sorry show. They have to earn it, after all, but even then there's a particular pony that would be the first to deserve it if she rigged anything. "Take care, Frey," she murmurs, setting her hat back on and pocketing the buckle. She salutes the herald with two fingers flicking out from under the brim of her hat, and turns to meet up with her horse left further down the road.

There's more work to be done.

[FIN]

For the first time in a long time, I'm doing fine

COLT