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What would having a new herdland be like? Bacchus didn't know. In his old homeland, he had lived in an old shack beside his master's house. Each night, they came and put a heavy metal halter upon his head, and the monkey tied him to the door. It wasn't pleasant, nor fair, shivering out in the cold, the warmth sucked out of his face by the metal. Now, they had been guided by a god, a new god to Helovia, to a fresh land.
It was like the Steppe, to the slave's eyes, except steam curled off springs of what must be very hot water. The dun, sneaking a look around as to avoid being caught, dipped a hoof into the water. Holy mother! It was hot! He yanked his leg out, setting it down in the soft white snow. Where was Sno? Hmm. He should find her. She must be somewhere in the group.
He didn't really notice the God disappearing. To him, Sno was his god.
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Welcome Home [ex-edge/plague] (CLOSED)
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