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05-02-2014, 07:59 PM
A R A H I never live in the past like the forsaken. She was exhausted still, yet after some time the doe struggled after Deimos. When her broken body finally arrived at the meeting, Arah noticed just how few members answered the call of their Lord. Pressing her lips together in a disappointed line, the ivory queen wondered where the others had all gotten too. Was this truly the number of The Basin? Had they lost so many to the darkness, or did they all think themselves too busy to answer the call of their liege lord? Perhaps she should go off in search of the rest of the troops but what if this was truly it? Was this The Basin's current strength? Making a mental note to get recruiting as soon as her own strength and confidence returned, the doe allowed herself to be drawn slightly out of the shadows. Wynter was fast asleep on Arah's back, the griffins soft breathing ticked the hairs on the doe's neck. While the griffin had only hatched a few days ago, she was clearly already going to be one of the larger and stronger creatures. Narrowing her golden eyes, The doe stood listening carefully to each word spoken by the others that had made the effort to arrive. Exhaling, Arah moved closer to the meeting as if to better hear whatever response Deimos would offer to each of the warriors that gathered. They spoke of the threat of ones who could fly, it was then Arah realised none of them knew anything about the true threat. None of them yet knew about the addiction of the torture she had gone through...but soon they would. Would that be enough for them to head to war against The Regime, or would they just strengthen their defences and try to keep this new threat out from their home? Arah simply had too many questions. all she could do was wait for Lord Deimos to speak. He used to be general, it was The Reaper that she now placed her faith in. Fixing her enchanted gaze on Deimos, Arah barely even noticed anything else that was happening around her. [Drawing by aeolle] |
And I ain't afraid to die, I’m afraid of going to hell.
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