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A Travels End[Open]

Destrier Posts: 180
Outcast atk: 5 | def: 7.5 | dam: 7.5
Stallion :: Equine :: 16.3hh :: 16 HP: 65.5 | Buff: ENDURE
Suli :: Common Green Dragon :: Fire Breath & Merlin :: Plain Black Dragon :: Frost Breath Dingo
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HEROES MAY DIE


It was the first time in several days that Destrier had decided to wander away from the Edge. So far, he was in love with it; it was full of unnatrual beauty, and the residents he had met thus far all seemed to have nothing but good intentions for the land. If the need ever arose, he would be proud to fight alongside his brothers to protect their home.

But before they could hold their own in a large scale battle, they needed to recruit members, even if they were not interested in being a soldier. There was still a need for crafters, wraiths, and healers.

As he walked, the ebony steed was reminded of the day he had passed through the Threshold himself, not too very long ago. Explicit memories had plagued him that day, remembering the horrific details of the battle fought in Vallhea just days before. He had found himself here shortly after; a winged stallion had greeted him, extending an offer to join him in the Dragon's Throat, but in the end, Destrier had turned it down. He wished to view all of his options before choosing one, and it was the World's Edge he had eventually pledged himself to.

His attention was nabbed by the sudden, sharp snap of a branch, and for a moment, the Friesian simiply stood in silence. Although it was unlikely that danger would be lurking here in the forest, it wasn't absolutely impossible. But when a gentle nicker resonated through the towering trees, any sense of worry he might have felt vanishing. With renewed vigor he continued, keeping his head low whenever he passed beneath a low hanging branch.

And then, the bright sheen of a bay coat caught his eyes. It was a unicorn mare that had let out the call, and she looked terribly annoyed at something, but what? "Excuse me, miss," he spoke up, keeping his deep voice as light as possible, "You look troubled. Is there something I might be able to help you with?" An innocent enough question, he thought, and one that he hoped wouldn't annoy her any further.

BUT LEGENDS ENDURE

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HP: 66.5


Messages In This Thread
A Travels End[Open] - by Nefertiti - 01-04-2013, 01:35 AM
RE: A Travels End[Open] - by Destrier - 01-04-2013, 09:31 AM
RE: A Travels End[Open] - by Nefertiti - 01-04-2013, 10:07 AM
RE: A Travels End[Open] - by Destrier - 01-04-2013, 06:18 PM
RE: A Travels End[Open] - by Nefertiti - 01-04-2013, 08:59 PM

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