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From Across the Shadows

Thranduil the Laurelin Posts: 598
Outcast atk: 5.5 | def: 11 | dam: 6.5
Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.2 hh :: Eight HP: 77 | Buff: ENDURE
Haldir :: Common Cerndyr :: Dark Mist Hawk
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The blue banded looks now wearily at his company. He is at peace here with them, despite the unicorn’s rough appearance. And why shouldn’t he be. That golden which hides in sides is now wrapping himself around everything he desires. The invitation being extended to the Falls the bay bird visibly releases himself fully and a warm glow, which seems to full his sea blue eyes naturally rises. “My thanks Rostislav, I shall join you.” He shall join you and destroy you. The world would be his. His eyes and ears now reaching into part previously untouched by the dark hands of the shadows. The world would know no greater thief than he. He who slipped into their bed in the middle of night and with hissing fangs sunk into their tender exposed flesh.

Of course we must say good-bye to the little ones. The uncrowned head turns to the babe as she looks so pleasantly towards them. “Farewell sweet Tempe.” Then the winged creature moves on. His blue banded legs stepping gingerly along the pines, though he stepped on twig once or twice, no noise did it make. Perhaps you can attribute that to his light feet. Some Pegasus magic perhaps. Still the blue banded followed his keeper. There was however the issue of his trade. For this the blue banded would need the journey to think of. Scholar would lead him to the path of the god, who would stop at nothing to protect his keep. That would not do. Sneek would lead him to those who were most dangerous. That would not do. Warrior would reveal his magics and prizes. That would not do. Crafter would need the powers of the trade Again, that would not do. Medic would cause him to need the powers of healing. Could he hold that? Did he know of herbs and wounds? No, but he was a fast learner. A grin grew at the unicorn’s turned back.


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Messages In This Thread
From Across the Shadows - by Thranduil - 02-27-2015, 07:39 PM
RE: From Across the Shadows - by Rostislav - 02-28-2015, 12:09 AM
RE: From Across the Shadows - by Thranduil - 02-28-2015, 12:39 AM
RE: From Across the Shadows - by Tempe - 02-28-2015, 01:13 AM
RE: From Across the Shadows - by Rostislav - 02-28-2015, 01:42 AM
RE: From Across the Shadows - by Thranduil - 03-01-2015, 03:49 PM
RE: From Across the Shadows - by Rostislav - 03-02-2015, 01:47 AM
RE: From Across the Shadows - by Thranduil - 03-02-2015, 11:38 PM
RE: From Across the Shadows - by Tempe - 03-03-2015, 11:16 PM

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