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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.

I'm frozen to the bones, I am...




I'm frozen to the bones, I am...




He flicks his tail across his haunches. He allows a moment to take in her unique beauty, from her shimmering golden skin to the delicate curve of her nose. She parts her lips and blesses the Inlet, but her words bring a furrow to his brow. He does not understand such things as demesne or of "Man of Fire." It puzzles him and gives an air of mystery to the woman as she weaves her words around his fuzzy ears.

She does not hesitate to tell him of why she is on these foreign shores. But it is not of brightness like that of her sunny skin but of jealousy and strife that brings her here. He listens intently - she speaks of honor for her people - and this he does understand.

"It seems, that finding the "Man of Fire", is of most importance," he muses aloud. He understands the power of destiny and the will of the gods. "What if the "Man of Fire", is a cruel man? Do you still then devout your life to him?" he asks with a tilt of his crown.

He pauses briefly. "Nevertheless, I will assist you if that is what you need of me," he pauses a breath "I know these Isles, for I was born here and traveled frequently to each Island. We can start on my home Island and then I can guide you from there, if you would like."

He eyes her with is glacial eyes. There was much he desires to learn about her and her culture.



Icelandic Mutt // 11 years old // 14.2 hh // Grullo Sabino // Stallion
Bera Konung of the Inlet

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