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12-28-2012, 12:35 PM
The young painted warrior moved across the open meadows of World's Edge. He of course had been lax during FrostFall, choosing instead to look after his baby sister and adopted brother. It was the least he could do as the ex-Edge had taken away their mother. Ah his mother... He could only hope she was alright. With the on set of Birdsong, he was making his own plans to get her back. In the mean time, he needed practice. Brown eyes looked around to see if anyone was nearby. Instead of just waiting around, he lifted his draft frame on to his hind legs as if he was calling to the skies themselves. He called out for any of his herdmates, any who wanted to test their skills. After all the more he worked and pushed himself, the better he could protect the herd. The sooner he would be eligible to rise to the position of WingLeader. He wanted to help lead the Qian, to show the rest he was not a reckless little boy... But a strong warrior that could and would protect them. "talk talk" |
[800 word maximum. 2 attack posts each, plus closing defence to the first attacker. Setting is World's Edge, open meadow, mid-afternoon so there is no mist. Judged. Magic and companion use is allowed.]
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In Nomine Patris Et Filii
Et Spiritus Sancti
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In Nomine Patris Et Filii
Et Spiritus Sancti
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Permission granted to use magic or physical force with Aaron at any time for any reason to any degree, with the exception of killing him.
