Chase away the darkness

the Rift

[THROAT] Chase away the darkness

Hector Posts: 262

Outcast atk: 7 | def: 9.5 | dam: 3.5

Stallion :: Hybrid :: 18.3hh :: 7 Years HP: 63 | Buff: ENDURE

Veci :: Plain Boggart :: Suffocate Dream

01-09-2015, 10:04 PM

No Time for Lies and Empty Fights

With a well warranted shift in attitude, the large male (still pale beneath the shadow of the copper giant), dipped his thrice horned skull. Hector’s rippling coat softened as the bristling tension of inclination leaked quickly from sight, and his considerable bulk rocked left, a casual air swapping away the ridged exterior of a soldier on guard. Attentive ears stiffened, ever more curious as Sardonyx introduced himself at last - wait... Breath puffed from flared nostrils, short and shallow, and the duo of horns skewed as his regal face skewed of centre.

Veci probed through his bonded’s flailing thoughts, confused.

Once, a very long time ago, there had been a fond brother who carried a name like that, Nyx; the adopted son of a peasant mare, who, despite any foul view of the palace, had befriended Hector’s lonely heart. They had met in a small settlement to the south of the city after Hector had been shunned and cursed, labelled an evil spirit for causing the death of his mother, Queen Aquilina, during childbirth...

‘No pure-blooded prince of Arcanthano was ever so large,’ townsfolk had whispered.

‘No He is the work of WITCRAFT!,’ royal advisers had warned.

...And Hector found himself excluded from palace life, feared and cast aside; exiled to the remote village to fend for himself in every respect. His curse had hardly deterred the valiant heart of young Nyx though; and sympathetically, the old mare Yuana who cared also for the roan orphan, had softened the hated price’s fall. It was a lifelong left behind, abandoned for the gift of anonymity in Helovia.

Sardonyx’s shining black eyes seemed to glint expectation, unnervingly so and Hector shifted in place.

"I am he..." the copper Dragon revealed after a long, brooding silence. Having left the bitter memories long behind him, the tawny stallion was wary about stirring them back to life. He waited instead...