The Lost Islands
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Force-claiming is allowed here once a week per character, as is blocking force-claims by the Peak/Lagoon (as a whole) once a week. Rollover is on Sundays.

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He was always hesitant, his words starting off as a stutter. Xio wondered if the lack of confidence was from experience, or if he had always been that way? The way he took forever the blue roan mare was allowed for her thoughts to wonder before a snort finally escaped her pink nose. “Atlantis.” She said, the sound coming out thoughtful. Xio moved then, stepping around the stallion to walk a circle around him as her eyes drifted up and down him. He wasn’t as heavy made as she was; his bones finer without the draft feather’s she lightly sported along her ankles that suggested her heritage. Perhaps he wasn’t so bad physically, but when push came to shove would he have the strength mentally to handle a battle? Or was it just her that made him stutter?


“Come along then, there is no sense in wasting time.” Xiomara said, not even bothering to ask his name. Turning away the mare began to trek towards the shore, her mind set on Atlantis and exploring its lands. With the mild weather there it might be a nice change for once. Although, that was no promise she was going to stay.
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