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Hector Posts: 262
Outcast atk: 7 | def: 9.5 | dam: 3.5
Stallion :: Hybrid :: 18.3hh :: 7 Years HP: 63 | Buff: ENDURE
Veci :: Plain Boggart :: Suffocate Dream
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No Time for Lies and Empty Fights

I thought you liked the darkness. Hector grumbled to Veci through their bond, knowing the boggart would be able to hear him, but he was met with a stony silence. Ever since the light had abandoned them his unseen friend had become more and more irritable, the spark of mischief gone from his aura and the hybrid figured the ghost must be worried. Like himself. The recent turn of events was unnatural, it messed with their minds and set in place a mixture of bad emotions. They instinctively walked towards the lamp trees that offered a small respite from the bleak world around them and lit up the major paths throughout the land. A cold wind brushed against his dull liver fur and he shivered, hooves lax against the dusty surface. He missed flying, he missed the sun on his back, flight in this evil world was enjoyable and disgraced a miraculous feeling. The pair of downcast souls meandered their way close to the border, they did after all have their duties to carry out and the Throat land was not going to go unguarded.

It was there that he found a new scent and a voice that was quite familiar to him, motioning to Veci, the pair walked over to greet Midas and his bonded bird, coming to a halt a few paces before him to salute with a crooked smile. "Midas" he said respectfully, comfortable in the presence of the patched warrior. He had never really had a chance to talk with the stallion and perhaps surrounded by darkness was not the best time to get to know one another. Or perhaps it was. Hector wondered what the General thought of the endless night, but part of him blanched away from that particular conversation, it was hard to think of light-hearted topics in such an evil atmosphere.

Instead he cocked his head to one side and smiled grimly, silently cursing the cold that sank into his bones. "Trying to stay sane in this new world is not an easy task, General." He admitted lightly, he did not think he would go mad, but sometimes he'd wake up and he wasn't sure if it was reality or a dream. Maybe this was all just a dream and he would snap awake any minute. For that thought he felt a wave of disapproving vibes flowing from Veci and Hector quietly chuckled. No, the spectre was right, thoughts like that truly would send him mad. Then they would be lost forever.

• Dragon's Throat Rank Experience: Fortify | Level 3
• Permission given for moderate power play, magical influence and damage at all times


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Loading. . . - by Midas - 07-03-2013, 03:50 PM
RE: Loading. . . - by Hector - 07-04-2013, 06:10 PM
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RE: Loading. . . - by Hector - 08-02-2013, 03:36 PM
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