Cobblestone Creek
The herd who dwells within Cobblestone Creek is well provided for. A large wood smothers the land in thick trees and tall canopies, a few scattered clearings giving enough space for groupings to fit in the center together. There is a large cul-de-sac clearing that is lined by a deep bow in the creek which runs dry in hot summers so that one might see the cobblestone-like appearance of the creek bed. When the creek is dried, there is still hope in a smaller sister-stream running on the other side of the herd land.
This land is closed. No herds can live here.
no more silence; any et all
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Posted on June 12, 2011 at 08:38:22 AM by Crete & Oarlip
I'll stand by you and do what you wish...
The creek had been the sole noise-maker in the territory for a while. This did not mean it was unoccupied. The un-blood brothers lurked around in various nooks and crannies of the land; always looking, always plotting. The quiet of the place only helped them find a new sense of maturity (they were after all, middle-aged men). They were content with the idea of a simple herd. At the root of it, they were lazy ambitious souls. They wanted greatness, but were wary of too hard of work. They were not always like this. In their youth they were go and getters. Now, they saw the hard work of others as a welcomed addition and a reason to take a backseat.
Maybe one day that attitude will change. But for now, the pair walked into the center of the territory and called out. To any of those herd mares that had stuck with them through the lapse of activity and those that lingered in hopes of joining the mercenary group. Oarlip called out to both, wanting to see who was indeed here, who kept silent while the creek did the talking.
And I'll lead you and send you to do the deeds.
Crete & Oarlip
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OOC: Consider this an ic activity check for both the herd and the mercenary group. :) Thanks!
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