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Hector Posts: 262
Outcast atk: 7 | def: 9.5 | dam: 3.5
Stallion :: Hybrid :: 18.3hh :: 7 Years HP: 63 | Buff: ENDURE
Veci :: Plain Boggart :: Suffocate Dream
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No Time for Lies and Empty Fights


Much time had been wasted searching for the Diviner of Dragon’s Throat – she was rumoured to wield the magic of the Sun, along with the Forger – though after nearly a week, frustration had well and truly reached its limit. Hector broke into a drumming gallop north along the gravelly desert terrain, determined not to sit idle in waiting while the God of the Sun awaited proof of his capacity to serve the Sultan’s army. It was the task that had taken priority in his mind, and as soon as the moment of freedom arrived (no shift had been scheduled to man the border), the stallion set forth with his eye trained to the north, the mountains which harboured the finest copper Helovia had to offer.

He would have enjoyed the company of the painted filly, but the journey already was expected to take him all of the night and part of the morning beyond, and he could really not afford to be held up.

Enormous wings beat regularly to maintain steady momentum, and he rode the thermals whenever he could to hold high altitude above the land. He travelled swiftly, skilfully, but by the time the rocky, jagged peaks of the mountains grew close, midday had drawn already a thick sweat to stain his rust-red pelt. Fiery eyes spilt down across the landscape below, the steppe beneath with his prized commodity was hiding. Hector was hot and horribly weary after the lengthy journey, part spent beneath the blazing orb. He fell heavily at last upon the snow buried landscape and trembling knees buckled quickly, body plunging eagerly towards the wet, cold blanket. For a long while he rolled, relieved and grateful for the comfort it offered.

Still, he had not long to accomplish the task, and through the early afternoon he chipped and gouged away the frozen mountain with hooves and horn, in a conscientious effort to extract enough copper for the armour he sought. It was gruelling work, hindered by the cruel intensity of the day, and he paused often to lap up the powdery ice or lay in its cooling embrace.


• 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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Bronze... - by Hector - 02-23-2015, 06:50 PM
RE: Bronze... - by December - 02-28-2015, 07:45 PM
RE: Bronze... - by Hector - 03-19-2015, 08:48 PM

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