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12-26-2012, 08:05 PM
Another body moved through the mists. His hooves pounded into the earth below him. His body beginning to foam with sweat. He had been weak, lax even. He had not been patrolling and seeking out new recruits from the threshold like he should of been. It was because of him, they had been taken. If only he had been watching more carefully... No.. A voice inside him snapped. He had been watching, just not close enough. Vikram had seemed to disappear, as had many of the others that counted themselves among the Qian. This left Lace, Torasin, and himself as fighters. The latter two had been busy, crafting and recruiting. Like Aaron should of been. Instead he had been quiet and relaxed in the lull after the storm.... Little had he know they were only in the eye of a hurricane and that the storm would start again. First Kiara, then his mother, and finally Mirage. The young knight had finally snapped out of his lull and back into training and patrolling. He was yet to visit the Threshold, as it seemed many flocked here to World's Edge on their own. It was in this state of mind that the young painted warrior happened upon the pair. The almost jet black stallion that had sneakily stolen Kiara back, and a new comer. The draft raised his head higher, acting as if he to was a being of importance. In a sense he was on the way to becoming such should he complete the tasks set before him by Mirage. Two more fights, win or lose... and he would become eligible to become the WingLeader. It was what the knight strode for. In the mean time there was business to be done. Ear pricked forward listening as his pace slowed to the pegasus speak. As he stopped along side his herd mate a friendly wicker was emitted before he spoke. "An ability to fight is good, we could use more able bodies to protect our own." He paused, eyes assessing the possible new member. Could he be trusted? Maybe. Time would tell. "I am Aaron, one of the skilled protectors of World's Edge." Now he waited for whatever would happen next. |
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In Nomine Patris Et Filii
Et Spiritus Sancti
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In Nomine Patris Et Filii
Et Spiritus Sancti
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Permission granted to use magic or physical force with Aaron at any time for any reason to any degree, with the exception of killing him.
