In the shadows of two of the tallest peaks in the mountain range, rests the land known as the Forbidden Dale. The forested path that winds down out of the mountains is steep and treacherous to those who do not know it's dangers. The mountains meld into rolling foothills - filled with broad gentle slopes, long narrow ridges, and miniature valleys. Vegetation of all sorts is abundant and the runoff of all the surrounding hills funnels into a long, narrow lake in one of the largest valleys. Beyond the undulating and green foothills resides a dark and deep forest; the trees are so dense that it is dim even in the light of day.
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July 10th - Melia and Rhaego are now co-owning the Dale after Melia has successfully defended their home in the Summit. April 5th - Updated herd list. If you see something wrong or changes to be made, please let me know. September 8th - The Dale has become a part of Beyond the Mountains. The geographical location has not changed in relation to Mist Meadows, but Rhaego will begin focusing his attentions on these new lands being discovered and less on Mist Meadows. The herd list has been cleared, but I will add back any herd members who rejoin here on Beyond. July 9th - Updated the board. Rhaego has an open post in the lake for this breeding season for anyone interested. Also welcome Bastille whom will be serving the Dale in return for a home for himself, Larka, and their daughter Valerian. Rhaego is actively working to return Aileen back to the Dale. December 7th - After unintentionally forfeiting his land about a year ago, Rhaego has gotten him land back! He will be working on re-establishing himself and the herd that he had. There's a little adjusting to do but Rhaego is back and more determined than ever! July 23rd - ACTIVITY CHECK! Just need to confirm who is in the herd and who is not, as well as the names of any foals born recently. Please respond before August 7th with the names of your characters who live here. Thank ya much! April 12th - With the warmer months and the growing season, Rhaego is focused on growing the herd and his bloodline. Foals are on the way - but they are not all Rhaego's.... wait, how'd that happen? January 24th - Rhaego has won the battle by default! January 13th - The Dale has been challenged for by a mare named, Apache. Rhaego has of course accepted and the battle is taking place now. November 16th - Rhaego has proclaimed his claim over the territory formerly owned by Reaper. The territory will become known as the Forbidden Dale. |
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Posted on August 22, 2015 at 01:03:44 AM by Aileen
 TOver the past weeks, summer had come upon them, and it had been within the fertile seasons that her barrel had swelled further with child, and once Calandra had been done rebelling from her, she had a huge gash on her side, apparently from a colt that controlled some higher force. Honestly, it was all very strange, but she had been doing her best to care for it, and, although the process was slow, it was steadily healing over, and soon would be nothing more than a scar. She honestly wondered if it was one of her daughter's daydreams, but either way, she forced her to stay with her, in the Dale. Of course, after having her freedom of wandering taken from her, the girl had been across the forest and plain hidden safely behind the mountains, and she was surprisingly alright with that; she had inherited her pride and boldness, that much was certain, but that girl, she was such a dreamer, barely staying within reality. Night was falling, and the little Spanish Mustang was within the forests she protected. From her last pregnancy, she knew that the time was coming, so she had prepared a ground for the time that was coming, it was lined with soft grasses and moss, against an ancient one of her sisters, and she was gently patting down the grass, constantly checking to see if she was alone, or if not, if it was a friend or foe. Thankfully, she found herself in peace within the Dale's confines, and it was then that she felt the first push of a contraction; this was it, it was time to deliver the king his child. Laying down in the spot she had been pacing over to make sure it was soft for the past few hours, it seemed that even her sisters leaned in and silenced their chatter to see this babe. She started pushing, but it all pulled her energy, she became sweaty quickly, and blood trailed out. The silvery substance known as the moon kept on its steady ascent into the sky, it was long, it seemed an eternity before something moved, anything changed, the child finally started to come out when something within her tore, and she screamed out in pain, the crows seeming to leap away at her shrill cry, and she felt so... distant. However, she managed to retain focus, and continued pushing the life out, despite the extra pain that surged through her bloodstream. She finally, after long hours of labor, feels something slide onto the soft, fertile earth behind her, and, as she turns her head, feels that same broken thing inside act up again, she was weak, it hurt so, she only got a single glimpse of her new daughter, weak, just sitting there, she couldn't do anything. In a way, they were both the same. It was then that she eyes it; the flowers on her tail were not blooming, no, they were budding, but nothing blossomed. Her strength then ebbed and her head collapsed back to the ground behind her, her umber pools showing the tears that she refused to let fall, she was too proud to let it happen. The moon was high in the sky, shining down, illuminating the little grove, the two lying quietly next to one another, their breath becoming more shallow and frequent. Aileen knew this: they were both dying, these were most likely the last night she would live to see, but even then, she didn't want to shed any tears over this, but they just came down, she couldn't help it, it was a reflex, that of how sad she was that she had only been here a year, and yet she couldn't stay any longer. The filly, bloodied and small, was so weak; she didn't deserve this, she had barely lived for a few moments, it wasn't fair. Knowing that this was going to be their end, she didn't bother naming the wet ball behind her. That honor would be left to the gods who saw it fit for it to end like this. |
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- Come the weak and weary, for I will give you rest [Healer Stallion] - By Thunder Bolt August 27, 2015 at 03:33:43 AM
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I. You must respect your highers.
II. Alliances must be made face to face.
III. Bring questions to Rhaego or any of the highers.
IV. All stray mares will be claimed and forced to stay
unless otherwise noted or negotiated.
V. Most of all - have fun!