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.
nobody ever says goodbye, but i don't mind
Posted on January 27, 2012 at 05:29:48 PM by encantador



Woe... Woe...

Her manner of speaking was decidedly formal, almost apathetically so, and he realized with a jolt that he had known only one other horse who talked in such a manner. And her name, again: he knew only one other that had such a blunt, haunting, unusual name, a name that began with the letter 'W', nonetheless. But no, it couldn't be.

Or could it? He had known that his mother was pregnant with a fourth child before El Barroco had passed away. He was ashamed to think that he had never even considered what had happened to the foal, for the last time he had seen his mother, she had still been round of belly, and part of him had assumed that after his sire had died, she had fled in grief, taking his third full-blooded sibling with her.

Not until now did he consider the prospect that he might one day stand before this mysterious sibling of his, and indeed, this mare, though a little rough and ragged around the edges, seemed to fit the bill. Though they had little enough in common appearance-wise, he remembered enough about his other siblings, Ave and Enamorado, to know that she took after them, who had, in turn, taken after their sire.

This was assuming that the stranger who stood before him with mis-matched eyes might be his long-lost sibling, of course. Encantador was well-aware that his imagination was running away with him. "Tell, me, Woe," he said, picking his words carefully lest his excitement get the better of him. "Where have you come from? Why are you here?" He did not offer his name: not yet. He would feel her out a little more first.

e n c a n t a d o r
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