Trilogy (Leads/Ranked)

[OPEN] Trilogy (Leads/Ranked)

Ghost the Cadaverous Posts: 219

Outcast atk: 5.5 | def: 10.5 | dam: 5.5

Mare :: Hybrid :: 16hh :: 6 years HP: 67 | Buff: ENDURE

Fantôme :: Grey Wolf :: None imi

12-22-2014, 08:54 AM

Dead men tell no tales.

With each passing day the Cadaverous seemed to learn something more about the role she now played. At four years of age she felt as if someone had taken her by the scruff and dragged her through life’s lessons, there was no gentle guiding hand. Just a scramble to know everything and a rush to apply it properly, whether she was doing it right or not Ghost had no idea. She made decisions when they needed to be made and hoped her intuition and Midas’ wisdom would lead her to make the right one. As she flew after him her mind wondered onto the Gallant himself, what made him so convinced that they needed to secure allies? Had the Hidden Falls done something in the past that warranted aggression or did he know something Ghost did not? She wouldn’t be surprised by the latter, he had been around much longer than the young Czarina and had surely seen more strife than she had. Yet, why did they ignore Ophelia’s land to the north? Perhaps she would take up the matter with him later.

For now, she shifted uncomfortably in the air as the hairs along her spine felt like they were standing up as soon as they reached the borders of the Worlds Edge. She hadn’t been here since the reign of Mauja, since she had been born and since the Frostheart had banished her. The Cadaverous knew from meeting him a few months ago that he no longer ruled here, but it still didn’t stop the feeling that she should turn and run from this place.

Ghost landed near the border, where Midas and his pair of bonded had eventually made their way to and the banshee looked at all his all his gold marked immortal face blankly. Their experiences in this land were starkly different it seemed. The Czarina shifted uncomfortably and slowly she walked up to his side, a shaky sigh passing through her lips as she looked out at the territory in front of them, “I haven’t been here in a long time” her eerie voice whispered. Soon the sprite's mind wandered between past and present, were the occupants so cruel now? Did it matter? Probably not, they were after security through bargaining a deal, cruelty could often be a sign of physical strength that they might need.

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