Winter Wonderland -- Main

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Rohan Posts: 132

Outcast atk: 4 | def: 8.5 | dam: 7.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 17.0 :: 8 years HP: 66 | Buff: NOVICE

Éomer :: White-tailed Eagle :: Scream Reli

06-18-2015, 03:26 AM

Rohan

Somehow, among his lingering between the reaches of the wilds of Helovia, the antlered stallion had caught word of the Hidden Fall’s little festivities. He had not thought much of the friendly summons at first—because, surely, he has an invitation himself—but soon his interest had grown. He knows very little about the Hidden Falls, but he remembers the blue mare Lakota who had approached him in the Threshold. She had grown quiet by the end (he hadn’t accepted an invitation to visit as he had from the Edge and the Basin), but that little fact does little to deter his curiosity.

After all, there is no time like the present.

He intends to get a feel for the herd there, expand his horizons, and who knows—perhaps pay a visit to an old friend. And make new ones, too—the Warlander is always willing to acquaint himself with a pretty face.

The descent down into what seems to be the main heart of the Falls isn’t necessarily difficult, but it certainly isn’t a walk in the park either. Rohan slips a time or two on the icy rocks, but manages to keep his footing. As the ground comes to level out beneath him, he begins to consider the fact that perhaps he has unwittingly decided on the most difficult route to enter this realm—a thought that makes him huff dryly to himself.

It isn’t long before he’s ushered with the others towards the venter of a little valley. He pins his ears, disgruntled at being herded like cattle, but doesn’t put up a fight. This is what he’s come here for. He allows his gaze to wander for a moment before a voice booms out to them, and Rohan looks to see a large winged stallion (who, it becomes clear, is a Czar of the Falls—or at least holds some authority). The Warlander listens to his welcoming, nodding his head once in agreement. “Let’s,” he murmurs to himself, pausing amidst the shuffling of bodies, unsure where exactly he means to go from here.

“Speech.”