Common
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.
Posted on October 8, 2021 at 02:25:44 PM by Björn
Another year has passed, and so much has transpired in that short amount of time. His return to the Isles has come with much change, his return to his forefather's home, the birth of his twins, even word has reached his ears of Sigurdr's own child's birth. A smile ghosts across his lips at the thought of his son. Soon he would invite him back to the Inlet - when the time was right for his family and him to make the swim. But for now his eldest son would remain in the Ridge, bond with his child and live quietly within the jungle shadows. Björn moves silently across the hardened sand, water drips from his smoky hide and the wind tugs at his tangled tresses. It had been some time since he had set hoof on the crossing, but something beckons and calls him to this place. He pause momentarily and casts his glacial gaze over his shoulders, he finds the sun just barely above the horizon. It washes the isles in pale pinks, crimsons and oranges. It is breathtaking. He only lingers for a moment before he returns his attention to the silent early morning Commons. A movement draws his glacial gaze - a young roan mare - cautiously steps through the lush grasses and into the center of the meadow. His eyes flick over her slender frame, there is tension in her shoulders and across her back. The grullo Inlet King closes the distance between them, a friendly smile traces across his lips. "Welcome to the Isles," he nods with a gentle dip of his bone white face "I am Björn, King of the Inlet and you look as if you have never seen a place like this." He takes this moment to gesture to the wide open meadow that would soon be filled with others. "This place is called the Commons, and is unsafe for newcomers," he lowers his voice as he informs her of the danger that she could be in. "But fortunate for you, I have come to offer you safe haven," his glacial eyes search her young face. He knew that it was all overwhelming, for there was a time when he had seen and felt such feelings. Bera Konung of the Inlet Icelandic Mutt // 15 years old // 14.2 hh // Grullo Sabino // Stallion // Dogun x Freya |
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