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05-01-2016, 08:56 AM
The brute's ears twitched upon his skull when the white mare took a step back, and his body readied to take a half-step forward in response, however he refrained. For all his primitive mannerisms and outward appearance, he was not an unintelligent stallion, incapable of stringing together thoughts and observations. She had been taken off guard by him, it seemed. The creature snorted after a moment of silence between the three of them, and Ganbataar focused on the furry being for another second before dismissing it. There were stranger things he had seen, after all, his homeland was filled with strange and unusual creatures, this long necked carpet was just a passing fancy. She spoke and his scarlet orbs moved to meet her much darker grey ones, she gave her name and mentioned a place she hailed from and then named the land he was in. Indeed, he was a long way from home, the last place soft-bloods who had travelled to his lands had named had come and gone on his travels. This was uncharted territory, and the primordial stallion had no stories or passing tid bits to aid him, no direction to follow. His attention his pulled away from the pressing revelation when she brngs up a good point, is he going to stay in these lands? or is he merely a spirit passing through unknown lands to a better place? His hulking mass shifted in place as his tail flicked across the ground. Ganbataar had a choice to make, and he was not a horse that spent much of his time as the shamans did, pondering over questions and carefully pruning information. "Ganbataar stay in Helovia." He rumbled with a nod of his fanged head. "Want to see Hidden Falls." It had dawned on him, in their broken and short exchange, that Helovia was going to be painfully absent of his mother tongue. So far from home, he doubted many would of heard of Oro, let alone have stepped upon it's lush grasslands and stood with all the great and primitive monsters which still roamed it. There would be many more broken and awkward speeches and talks that would happen within this Helovia, each one he would learn to better articulate himself. December's joke doesn't go over his head, dark muzzle peels back as he lets out a boomed laugh which bounced off of the tree's and rattled through his deep chest, the bone necklace jingling a tune in time to the vibrations. "Fanged Giant is Ganbataar." He greeted finally, taking a step forward with his words. "December take fanged giant to see falls?" "talk talk talk" The Primordial King
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xD oh December, well at least she didn't get eaten! Let us get this wrapped up and get Ganbataar to the falls!
@December
