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| Stallion :: Hybrid :: 18.3hh :: 7 Years HP: 63 | Buff: ENDURE |
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Veci :: Plain Boggart :: Suffocate
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01-14-2015, 12:14 AM
(This post was last modified: 01-14-2015, 12:14 AM by Hector.)
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No Time for Lies and Empty Fights
The glorious sun was barely an hour away from rising to its pinnacle in the bright, cloudless, blue sky. It had been a day long anticipated; the perfect backdrop at last to compliment the momentous occasion, his journey west to the Veins – to the shrine of Fire and Light, of the God of the Sun who he revered in every way so faithfully.
Though two seasons had turned already since their meeting in the mountains, Hector had not for one second abandoned the guidance given that day. He was a measured creature, particular and thoughtful, and though he might have preferred to wait still longer for that first Tallsun morning (the season of the sun), he could not pass up the gift which was this stunning day – He had been waiting long enough already.
His tardiness had not been in vain however and the giant had not meant the delay disrespectfully. The Dragon warrior had resolved much of the insecurity which had riddled his mind and soul all those many moons ago, the indecision which had crippled his life’s direction. Hector was a born soldier. Prowess rippled through the sinew beneath his pelt. There was a fierceness glinting in his eye, clever, dauntless. As a boy, shunned and ridiculed by both family and friends, martial training had become the centre of his universe; it was all he had ever known, and there was so much for him still to conquer. It was his decision, after so long brooding, that he would serve on as a loyal Warrior in the Dragon army of the Sun - no matter the faces who passed across the throne.
The stallion lifted from the lake’s murky-blue depth, and tumbling water from his body glittered beautifully in the sunlight. Though scar-trophies riddled his coat, sleek, well groomed liver chestnut gleamed ferociously, even almost like the blazing orb above, itself. His silken mane and the tendrils lining his long leonine tail were free of knots and thistles after a morning spent preparing (though he never actually let his exterior degenerate really, he walked in the name of the Sun and maintained himself accordingly) – and it would take no time for the playful Birdsong breeze to blow-dry their soft, flowing length.
Hector stepped from the cool water and was untroubled by the loose sand attracted instantly to his damp tread; nor did he mind the soft red dust cloud which lifted about him as he moved off between the oasis’s lush interior. Like a cloak draped about his shoulders, he wore the hue of his home proudly.
Large, round hooves carried his drying bulk as far as the closest tree line and then he opened his magnificent wingspan to catch the brisk wind. After a brief canter and a hefty leap into the air, the copper Tribrid was sailing west towards the jagged borderline. He crossed it carefully, passing attentive eyes both north and south in case any lurked below; but not even the slither of reptilian scales stirred as his shadow moved across and soon he was sailing against a strong headwind towards the rocky silhouette of the Vein’s coastline.
As intended, it was midday when Hector arrived carefully upon the ledge before the God of the Sun’s blackened shrine. He drew a long pensive breath – it was time. I have come... I realise that I must stay true to myself. I am a Warrior at heart, and defending your honour and your home is what is most important to me; keeping my family safe will always be my priority. He prayed silently, closing tangerine eyes and raising high his whiskered chin into the air.
I’m sorry this is so long. In brief he left Dragon’s Throat and arrived at the shrine of the God of the Sun after coming to a decision. Serving the Throat as a warrior is most important to him xD
The Drop thread is here.
Hector won the chance to quest for [Magic: Fire | The ability to summon a tiger made of flames. Causes physical burns if contact is made]
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• Dragon's Throat Rank Experience: Fortify | Level 3
• Permission given for moderate power play, magical influence and damage at all times
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[RE] Flames
