The Lost Islands
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Your King
Asmodeus
Your Queen
Nyimara
The Second
None
The Herd
Name, Name, Name
The Sub-Herd
Name, Name, Name
Allies
Name (Land)
Enemies
Solomon (Cove)
The Rules
  • There will be no fraternizing with enemies. If you put yourself knowingly in danger, don't expect a rescue.
  • We are only as strong as our weakest link. See to it that you are getting stronger in some skill that is useful, whether it is battling, recruiting, charming, etc.
  • The King and Queen have final say in all matters.
The Gods contend in vain




In the smoky black girl’s absence, not much had transpired at all. The sun shone, the wind blew, and the sand coated everything with a gritty layer of dust. The weather was consistent and the herd— well. "A friend of Encantador’s has joined the herd," El Aran replied. "Misty. Apparently there was some conflict within her family." It must have been very traumatizing indeed. It was all the girl had talked about.

El Aran stamped her hoof to discourage flies, slapping at her skin with her coarse tail. "Encantador has expanded our territory as well. The grazing is better there, and the sun not quite as hot." Her dark eyes measured her companion. "I know few thrive in the Desert."

Sova’s inquiry regarding Encantador’s mental health was a bit off-putting. It forced the black mare to admit she spent far too little time in the company of her partner. Her justifications could only be viewed as a myriad of excuses. "Encantador will be fine," she replied, perhaps a bit too casually. Wasn’t it the truth, though? Eventually, everyone was always fine. "Did your father miss you?" she asked in an effort to talk about someone other than the dunskin stallion who was ever at the edge of her own thoughts.

Aşk's eighth eye
♥ Uforia



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