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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.
let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday.



A'idah
I have a thousand things to say to you.


A'idah delicate skin twitches, as she nervously shifts her weight from one hoof to the other, her honey colored eyes flick from Koray to Orhan until they settle on Orhan's worn face. It seems as if there is an internal war going on inside of the buckskin stallion as he stares at his son. She lets the silence spread between them. Finally Koray speaks and offers to lead them back to the Oasis, and turns to go. A'idah hopes deep down that Orhan would decline his invitation, and almost sighs outwardly when Orhan refuses. He announces that they have catching up to do, at the words she can feel her heart beat quicken at the thought of finally being alone with him.


Yet, it seems that good feelings were not meant to last, just as she could feel Orhan brighten, Koray deals another blow to his father. Evren is gone now too. A'idah can feel the dread that wash over Orhan, as the news hits him. She has a inkling of a feeling that Evren was important to Orhan, and only a few seconds tick by before he turns to explain to her who Evren is. Evren is one of my grown daughters. A'idah offers a reassuring smile and a nod, as he finishes by saying that she would be home as soon as she had her fill of the outside world. "Yes Orhan, the desert has a way of beckoning you to return to her." She says thoughtfully.


So much had changed in her absence, Orhan had two grown children, that she knew of, plus it seems as if his son is in control of the Desert. Orhan speaks once again delivering the news that he has been away from the Desert for a few months in search of his missing family. She reaches her dark muzzle to his pale shoulder, and caresses it gently in hopes that she could bring the joy back into his face. "I do see that Orhan." She pauses before she continues. "Have you had any answers on where they could possibly be?" She asks, hoping that maybe he had heard something about his family. "I can help search for them Orhan." She offers, in hopes that she would be able to help ease the load on his shoulders.

Egyptian Arabian - 14.2 hh - 9 years old - Flaxen Chestnut Rabicano
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