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04-16-2015, 12:47 PM
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GAUCHO Gaucho had told his warriors to be on the look out - his healers as well. Whether or not the invasion had occured Gaucho still did not know. He was expecting to see either the wounded show up upon his doorstep, or a messenger seeking their aid. Gaucho would have preferred the former, but no small part of him expected the latter.
However the creature below was certainly not the one he expected. The Wildfire did not know Talion's name - only knew that he was some spy rank within the Falls. He had tried unsuccessfully to take from the Throat when the Falls and his homeland were engaged in harmless spy games, but that was the extent of the dun's knowledge. As to what he could be doing this close to the Throat's borders ... Gaucho was skeptical. Descending from the sky in a flurry of blackened feathers and fire, Gaucho landed a few paces away. He stood taller than Talion, but that was of little surprise. Gaucho was taller than most. Though perhaps it was the equine's several compromised state that made him appear even smaller. Either this fellow had just gotten out of a rather rough spar, or the invasion had indeed occurred. So, had the triumvirate of the Edge really kicked everyone out without even bothering to heal them? The idea was shocking. Gaucho simply could not picture the Stormbringer or the Sunshower being so merciless. Archibald perhaps, but not those two. Was Talion a traitor? Denied healing by his own people? Questions rose and fell within Gaucho's mind, but he said nothing. Raising his flaming wings, he cast a warm golden glow on the spy, regarding him with a stoic blue-gray stare. "Why you here?" He inquired, his voice resonant and deep. The equine was close enough to his borders that his question likely wouldn't seem strange. |
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