cut through the rock [crafters]

[OPEN] cut through the rock [crafters]

Rasta Posts: 305

Hidden Account atk: 7 | def: 10 | dam: 3

Mare :: Equine :: 14.1hh :: six (ages in Tallsun) HP: 62 | Buff: NOVICE

Ettore :: Red-Tailed Hawk :: None Abba

04-13-2014, 06:57 PM

There had been a call for crafters. It was one of the only calls that I thought I would be able to follow, after all what else was I truly good at? Graceful legs shot forward at a swinging canter towards the rocks in the north east. I had no magic that allowed me to create things, but I could feel things others couldn't. I had needed to in order to survive being blind, and even though I had the gift of sight - of colours flying around - I still knew how to feel the vibrations.

The lack of ability to speak did not stop me from appearing, though I had thought it would have kept me recluse until I could form something. Alas, as I pulled up I cautiously arrived at Midas's side, bobbing my head in greeting. He knew my name, he could introduce me. Though, I wasn't sure how I was going to go about trying to explain just all that I could do. A gentle huff of my breath against the ground and a slight tail flick allowed the ground to just barely rumble in movements. Earthquakes loosen rock. That's the only physical thing I can offer - other than letting them know what areas were weak. Would that suffice? Would I even be able to assist in whatever endeavour they had planned for these lands? Would Sohalia even had allowed me to help had I stayed in the Throat? Would anyone at all ever allow me to help?

--OOC
sorry it's so late ;-;

Rasta
you're my downfall, you're my muse, my worst distraction, my rhythm and
blues - i can't stop singing, it's ringing in my head for you

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Mystified, just spinning 'round in circles
Drowning in the silent screaming with nothing left to say
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