The crown prince nods in understanding, his face a mask of stoicism. He signals for the stablemaster to bring the chosen Hashi out of its stall. The stablemaster, an elderly Humania slave with weathered skin and a deep respect for the prince, quickly obliges.

As the stablemaster leads the lime green and red-swirled Hashi out of its stall, you can't help but feel a sense of awe wash over you. The creature is immense, towering over you with its sharp teeth and piercing purple eyes.

The stablemaster hands you the reins, and you take them gratefully, running your fingers through the soft fur on its neck. You look up at the crown prince, who nods approvingly.

 'It's a fine choice,' he signs, his voice is heard for the first time, inside your mind, in a deep, low rumble that seems to vibrate through your bones.

You nod, feeling a sense of pride and excitement wash over you. You gently pat the Hashi on its neck, and it lets out a soft whine, nudging its head against your hand affectionately. You mount the powerful creature, feeling its muscles ripple beneath you as it readies itself for the journey ahead.

The crown prince mounts his own Hashi, a deep purple creature with lime green swirls that match his eyes. He signs to you, 'Now, let us begin our journey to the Sacred Lands, we must gather supplies at the pass before the lands begin.'

You nod, your heart pounding with excitement as you feel the power of your chosen Hashi beneath you. Together, you and the crown prince lead the way out of the stables, the other Hashi following close behind. The night air is cool against your skin, but you feel invigorated and alive as you ride through the palace grounds.