the Rift


[OPEN] the thunder rolls and the lightning strikes

Zenobia Posts: 61
Absent Abyss atk: 3.5 | def: 8 | dam: 6.5
Mare :: Pegasus :: 15.0 :: 5 years HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE
Athvadar :: Albino Grey Wolf :: None Semper
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Dragon Throat was a territory both coveted and feared for its heat. The land often cried out with parched throats, begging to the lords in the sky for even the lightest of rains. Tallsun had been practically cruel and brutal to the desert lands, but as the seasons began to change so did the clouds in the sky. Precipitation was what they had called for, but not of this caliber. The Throat was beginning to flood and, on this particular day, an unruly storm sought to ground the many pegasi that called these lands their home. Only a fool would be risk their necks in such unruly weather.

Or an unlucky fool.

The winds began to pick up suddenly. Earlier in the day, the skies had promised safe travels. However, now the skies were pitch black as ominous clouds boomed out their displeasure. Winds howled warnings as rain pelted down like hail. It was as if the sky itself wanted no travelers today, denying the very thought of their natural beauty being tampered with. Zenobia realized she should have landed, but by now it was just as risky to land as it was to fly. Perhaps even more as. With a silent determination, she set her stern gaze towards the island of the Throat.

In reality, she wanted to stall for time. For a split second she wished she would be swept away by the monstrous storm slowly engulfing her small frame. Her heart yearned to be with her family, yet at the same time a bitter sting made her want to hit the breaks. New siblings had arrived and, while she had barely met them, she wasn't sure how to feel. Zenobia was sure that her mother would come back. She had said this time and time again to her father, yet he didn't listen. Instead he chose to sleep with another woman. When the opportunity to patrol Helovia high and low for any signs of corruption left by the Rifts, she was all too eager to jump to her hooves and volunteer. It had been a lengthy task, but it was an honorable one that happened to get her away from the mess that she called her family.

"Shit." Lightning pierced through the air - a little too close for comfort. She could feel her hair stand up as her already electrically pulsing heart went a little more haywire. Thunder clapped and the electrical blood coursing through her blood felt.. off. Acting purely on instinct, she braced herself and pulled for a new talent she had learned along the way.

For those looking from the ground, it must have been quite a spectacle. If they could even see the pegasus in the first place, they would definitely be able to see her when the lightning struck. Her body was encompassed by pure, crackling energy and, for a moment, it looked as if she began to free fall. All the while the energy remained surrounding the mare as she began her head first dive towards earth.

Really, there was nothing that could be done. All one could do was watch as the mare began to grow bigger and bigger, the light growing stronger and stronger.. All seemed hopeless until, suddenly, the pegasus seemed to snap out of it and force her wings out, wind crashing violently against them.

Somehow, by either sheer luck or skill, the white mare still wearing what now looked like a coat of electrical armor stood there on all four hooves. Her hair was thrown in all different directions. With a halo still wrapped around her, protecting her from lightning (and looking plain awesome), she easily commanded attention. With ease her voice carried over the heavy rainfall, "Zenobia, reporting back from Rift corruption reconnaissance mission." The air around her buzzed with energy as the warrior stood tall and firm, ignoring the pounding in her head and the way she felt like collapsing due to her uneven heartbeat. All the while a small, crooked grin crept to her facial features as she pushed back her mixed feelings about returning home to the desert. However, there was no truly hiding the tinge of exhaustion that lined her face and hid in her voice. While reasonable to be tired after being gone on her mission, Zenobia's pride refused to let it openly show.


ooc:// oh my. i'm so rusty. i haven't roleplayed in months now ;-; but she's back. odd said i could pretend she's coming back from a mission that was given to her by gaucho himself <3

ZENOBIA
So maybe I just wasn't s t r o n g enough
To tow the line, make true the lies.
The fortune found, now it's all locked away
We've lost the key, hard to believe.

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the thunder rolls and the lightning strikes - by Zenobia - 02-01-2016, 12:05 AM

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