Wayfaring Merchants

the Rift

[OPEN] Wayfaring Merchants

Voodoo Posts: 231

Outcast atk: 7.5 | def: 10 | dam: 2.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.2 :: Eight :: Birdsong HP: 61.5 | Buff: NOVICE

Ouija :: Arctic Fox :: None Nevada

01-05-2015, 12:17 PM

VOODOO && OUIJA
i'm so happy 'cause today i found my friends
they're in my head

Late - as always - you follow the familiar, dry scent of the Throat; it has been years since you had last visited the icy mountains, and in the back of your mind you will always long for the first family to accept you to Helovia. Quietly we giggle in the back of your mind, eventually cursing ourselves for the break of our grip on your mind so long ago. You were directed to go along with younger herd mates, the colt that looks similar to yourself, and a young woman who has made herself a pillar of the herd. You know neither of them particularly well, and so far you haven't made the most impressive start to today.

Long legs shift uneasily through the snow and ice, your body now completely foreign to this weather that you had once been able to call "normal." Meanwhile, Ouija slinks through the powder with ease, her body fully equipped year-round for this climate. Her pink tongue lolls out from between white teeth, lapping at small drifts as she bounds by.

Eventually you find the trio, guarded by a huge mechanical man covered in fresh flakes; the stallion with the feline tail talks with low vocals, addressing Sacre first. Ouija freezes in her steps, the excitement that had just filled her small body drained at the sight of the dark Basin Lord. She waits - one paw still raised in the air as if she were about to take a big step - until you come to a halt behind the tanned girl.. and her fox.. and Sacre's fox. You want to smile at your family, but the emotions stayed masked behind glossy eyes.

"Voodoo." 'Ouija.' 'Voices'
Sorry for the wait!

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EVERYTHING YOU'RE RUNNING AWAY FROM
IS IN YOUR HEAD
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