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[EXPLOSION TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! @[God of the Sun]
They would remember this moment, for better or worse, for the rest of their lives. Never before had a herd so drastically changed the landscape of their home. At least none that he could remember. At the entrance to the Basin stood sentinels, tall and imposing. Glass encircled the Edge. But never before had the land been terra-formed in the way in which the dun was about to. "Rhojosor! Family! It is time. Come!" The flames that danced upon Gaucho's wings flared up as a surge of pride flooded his system. That the Sun God would grant him this ability - this honour - rather than taking on the whole project himself, made the Wildfire feel even more completed devoted than he had before. Gaucho could feel the magic that pulsed brightly inside of his veins with each step. The landbridge was in his sight, but wouldn't be for much long. The narrow strip of land. It had caused him much. He had been questioned and doubted, had been forced to spill more words than he thought he had inside of himself in defense of an idea. A mission. He had lost his ability to hear, to feel and to see, had endured the pain of his quest for nearly a season longer than was necessary just so that those without wings would not be abandoned and isolated. His dream was a reality now - the keys had been made, and now here he stood. Protection. That was what this was all about. The Throat would flourish as it had for years prior, only now its citizens could go about their business knowing that any who would threaten them now had an icy body of water between themselves and the golden beaches upon which they lived. "Long live Throat!" The dun shouted triumphantly, rearing up. His blackened hooves scraped at the sky, as if trying to pull down the sun itself to explode the bridge. But the sun was not needed - it was already inside of him. Unable to discern this one-time magic from that which already pulsed in his system, Gaucho had no choice but to expel all of his magic at once. Exploding in seemingly a ball of fire, the Wildfire's hooves thundered back to the sands. His rank magic shook the ground, like a prelude to the explosion that would soon demolish the earth before him. A wall of fire rushed from his wings, screaming forward with two dragons at its helm. Their wings spread outwards, as their bodies in unison flew outwards, almost extending the arc of fire that raced towards the center of the bridge. Gaucho could feel magic and his own heartbeat pulsing loudly in his ears, echoed by his own heavy breathing. Never before had he expelled so much magic at once, and the effects were stifling. Immediately the Sultan felt weak, hollow. Dropping to one knee, the Wildfire kept an eye trained on the center of the bridge, where his fire had finally reached. In a sound like the magnified striking of a match, the sands ignited. Fire trailed from where their bridge met the border of the Heart Caves, to the Throat itself. The ground rumbled as the flames suddenly burned white-hot, nearly too bright to look at. In awe, the Wildfire did look, seeing the water immediately surrounding the bridge begin to heat and evaporate due to the flash heating. With a final burst of energy, the flames rose high into the sky before being enveloped by the waves. The water waters drew a current, pulling the colder waters to them. Waves devoured what was once a bridge, violently churning as the shift in the temperature and composition of the sea changed. The waters would likely be rough for a few days until it reached an equilibrium. Raising, his strength slowly returning, the Sultan turned to his herd. His family. "Praise the Sun!" He shouted, stormy gaze falling upon them. "Throat have worked hard. We complete task given to us by Sun God. " Gaucho was sure that their fiery deity would arrive shortly, but there was no need to delay his words for the God's ears. "Gaucho not be able to do this without you. You are strong. Throat is strong. " He couldn't have been more proud of them or more confident in their abilities than he was now. They had come together to complete a monumental task. They were all heroes in their own right. "Sun God make magical bridge. Those who fly not need bridge. Those who not - " From beneath his wing Gaucho pulled a handful of keys. "- need keys. Keys transport you over bridge. Keys let you bring one with you. Two if everyone small. Not lose keys." He warned. He placed the keys at his hooves, allowing Mara and Vorsa to distribute them to all those who were wingless, or who were in a position to recruit new members. Those who received a key: Leads: Tandavi, Bucephalus, Gaucho Those able to accept members: Ampere, Amani, Cera, Sikeax, Amaris Those without wings (not listed above): Alija, Voodoo, Sacre, Maren, Morrigan, Cerin, Zero Let me know if I missed anyone! Your key works like a key FOB - you just need to hold it close to the bridge to activate it! Gaucho the Wildfire
If this is to end in fire then we should all burn together. |
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