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08-04-2016, 10:07 PM
His cracked black hooves dragged his zombie like body through the lands of the Basin. His large crowned hung level with his spine as his muscles shifted under his skin. Gray stone cold eyes narrowed as the beams from the sun reached their claws towards them. Flicking thick tangled tresses over his scared haunches. The weather this tall sun was hot, thick and humid feeling. His tones body dripped with light accents of sweat beading towards the ground. He let a small sigh slip from his maw as the demonic beast moved further into the Basin.
Black ears heard the sound of another creature lurking around. He wanted to just stop there and turn around. Nox was not in the mood to deal with another grumpy beast of the Basin. Tangled tresses drifted in the cool breeze that filled the valley for a small second, then it was stagnant once again. The voice he heard traveled to his skull once again, and he soon saw the beast that had made the sounds. The grumpy old stag stood half asleep in front of the demon. A frown fell upon his maw as his cracked hooves traveled closer to the grump. The thick frame of the black stallion looked much heavier than the old tall beast.
Cold eyes looked upon the beast and his companion from a distance. They rolled at the thought of having to say something to the old man. The demonic beast just wanted to slip on past him and not say a thing, but what if he woke up? Nox wondered closer to the man and his deep Latin voice roared from his chest. "Hello old man, what do you think of that last herd meeting we had? You were very quiet compared to your normal outspoken self. How have you been Albrecht? " The roaring voice from hell came to a halt as his skull shifted to the side waiting for a response.
"Talking"
Your fears have just become all to real,
because the devil at the cross road
wants to make a deal.
@Albrecht
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