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[OPEN] stay a little longer

Cera the Golden Prince Posts: 419
Outcast atk: 5.5 | def: 9.5 | dam: 4.5
Stallion :: Pegasus :: 16.3hh :: 6 Years HP: 65 | Buff: NOVICE
Ilaria :: Red Panda :: Heal Brit
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Cera
the Golden Prince

The swell of wingless citizens had not occurred without Cera's notice. He had no qualms with their arrival, rejoicing in the growth of their ranks rather than focusing on the tasks they created for him at the same time. Without Ranjiri he could not supply them all with keys immediately, his resources did not stretch that far. But he had taken it upon himself to begin crafting them, trusting that Sohalia and Maren would cover any work they needed on finishing the church. The temple was not Cera's first priority, after all, no matter how excited he was for its completion. His first priority was making sure that all citizens could walk freely between the land masses, and not feel imprisoned in the desert by their differences. 

Cera had created a cache of metal for such uses, to spare himself the energy required to go around hunting for it, dragging, and compiling it from the earth. The Prince wandered over to it early that morning, Ilaria like a half-dead lump on his hindquarters, bemoaning his choice of hours. Cera ignored her, because she could sleep the entire week away if he let her. Her muttering was easy enough to tune out, with how she slipped into snoring every once in a while, words trailing off into intermittent snatches of sleep. 

Cera rolled his eyes at her as he directed the metal into the fire, watching for the perfect shade of red before pulling them back out and dipping them into the water of the bucket he left by the Diviner's fire. The metal sizzled and cooled and he pulled them once more from the bubbling liquid, laying them down upon the sands and smiling at the exact replica's he'd managed to create. Humble though the Golden Prince was, he took pride in his excellence and mastery over metal. 

Lifting his head he called across the sands, hoping the popular destination of the Diviner's fires would herald denizens in need of the keys.

"If you are in need of keys for the bridge, please come to me! I have them here for you!" That was good enough, right? Ilaria grumbled nonsensically from his rump and flipped her tail irritably over her eyes in response. 

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stay a little longer - by Cera - 10-29-2016, 07:34 PM
RE: stay a little longer - by Xolani - 11-03-2016, 11:22 AM
RE: stay a little longer - by Cera - 11-19-2016, 02:42 AM

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