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01-08-2015, 12:52 PM
The golden hadn’t been hanging around the sky isle much, but it was a quiet resting place from the rest of Helovia (especially with Haldir hidden away in the north) which still seemed to be missing the winter. Here though with the cherry blossoms and the quiet hills there was a sense of peace to be had that lay in no other corner of this land. There of course was very little peace to be found lately because of the viciousness of murders of late. The golden had heard from his comrades what they had seen, and he too had found several dead bodies littered through this land. None of it really seemed to make sense. He had found leads and clues, but he was not certain.
The peace though was not to be had for long today, but he would get another clue. Coming down another hill a familiar scent rose in the air. Its sharp coppery tones, bitter with blackness were the well-known signals of death. The body was not far in front of him, and it seemed he was one of the first to it. The mare was unfamiliar (for the golden knew not of Psyche and her tirades). However the erriness which hung over this site was more unusual than the others. For once the gold felt cautious and if not a little spooked. Looking about her crushed body there lay yet another clue. A reptile’s skin was draped about her. But there were no tracks. Snorting, yet leaning in to sniff at it the gold is deep in thought. This he needed to tell the others. However, he was most curious if his pink spy would come. That mare had dashed away from most of the death scenes, so the gold retreats, but hangs about the outskirts curious as to who would show, and if the mare could be identified.
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