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09-26-2012, 10:33 AM
The God of the Earth initially backed off from the pull on his immortal form, but something caught his attention from his important duties of changing the seasons. With a mild hum, the massive beast erupted from the earth like a root and shook the dirt from his wings and mane. Deep, emerald eyes regarded the creature before him with interest, and he grinned. The God of the Earth was privy to some of the workings of other lands, but to have the Lignea migrate here was a wonderful thing indeed.
"Greetings, young sapling," he said in a deep, jovial voice. Whether or not the stallion was still a child was irrelevant to the ageless god. "What is it you seek with me?" he asked curiously, very interested in what such a foreigner would want from the god of a normal land.
