| Absent Abyss atk: 6.5 | def: 10.5 | dam: 4.5 |
| Mare :: Pegasus :: 15 h :: 8 [Birdsong] HP: 70 | Buff: NOVICE |
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Gwaihir :: Golden Eagle :: None
Laine |
 Rhanna despised magic. Or at least, she tried to. She’d been surrounded by it since she’d been born, but had never been able to have any for herself So she’d wandered for year, over hill and through forest and here is where she found herself. Helovia, it was called apparently, and the farther she went into it, the more magic she encountered, so she kept moving through, maybe it would ebb…
She was not looking to meet anyone else, per say, but though isolation had its advantages, the giantess was beginning to feel that she could do with the entertainment that others invariably provided. Rhanna wondered what fort of creatures would she find in this unfamiliar land. If she was lucky, there’d be only equines here; those horned goat and winged skyrats were so unnatural, thought themselves so far above the rest. Rhanna couldn’t abide by magic, or at least that is what she had convinced herself to believe over the years.
Plodding her way through the open meadow, the giantess came upon the strange sight. The great tree stood shining into the darkness, and around its base was gathered a mass of bodies. There was definitely something….magical, about this place. At first, Rhanna wanted to turn straight around and walk the other direction but in another moment her curiosity got the best of her. There had to be something interesting, why else would so many be gathered? Not wanting the be left out of the action, the black mare approached the crowd. The all seemed to be receiving gifts, from the tree? Despite herself, the mare’s heart softened as she gazed up at the shining light. Well, it is beautiful… no use denying that. |
define your meaning of war
to me it's what we do when we're bored |
Sorry this is posted with Meg's account. Rhanna's still unclaimed and it won't let me post here for her.
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