Aplos Riverside

Moladion’s powerful, winding river...
Aplos River is a broad, slow-moving river originating from somewhere beneath the mountains of Spirane and feeding Iromar’s moors in the south. The northern parts of the river are known for their strong currents, with the water becoming slow moving in the south. The riverbanks vary along its course, ranging from soft hummock grasses to small groups of pine, and sometimes nothing but pebbles and sand. Crossing can be difficult at times, but it can be swam or bridged by fallen trees or boulders alike.

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Chernobyl still kept herself placed behind dimitri watching the one with no name. She had revealed her name but that makes the game all the more interesting. Perhaps her name isn't chernobyl but another by which she never mentions. A smile forms upon her muzzle as the two angels speak and she listens with white auds flickering back and forth. The two tease dimitri and chernobyl growls warning them to not mess around. Only she may do that, only the best dressed may do that and chernobyl was rather beautiful for such a foul creature. The white one moves to the right making dimitri move with him but she saw what was planned with the white one. Turning chernobyl snarled. Don't test me or bad things will happen. Chernbyl moved away from dimitri allowing him to focus on Azreal and she would focus on the one with no name. A smile crosses over his features and chernobyl stops moving as he peers into the dark green depths of her eyes

" oh white one this is only merely a game in which you will lose. "

She steps forward getting closer to the white one and if he stayed put chernobyl would rub up against him circling around to his other side whispering into his ear as she passed

"Give into your natural instincts"

Moving away from the boy Chernobyl turned back around to face him completely ignoring Azreal because he was already lost and no amount of sexyness from her would get the boy to crack. So facing letum chernobyl flicks her tail.

"So pretty boy what's it going to be. I could always just give you a nickna,e amd trust me you won't like it"

Come on Letum what's it going to be , huh?



4years - loner- Hates none - Soul captured by none








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