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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.
Born From The Devil Herself.


You Took My Wings.
Stole My Halo,
No Longer A Princess From Heaven.
You Gave Me Two Horns,
And A Fiery Red Tail.
Claiming Me As Your Own.
Your Devilish Daughter
From Hell.
Alexa / Mare / 3 / Mustang x Australian Stock Horse / Chestnut [ee aa ] / 14.3hh / Neassa(x Razvan) Aldiva x Mattimna /
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Your So Stupid Alexa, The Red Ess Kept Saying Over And Over Again. She Was Still Laying On Her Side, Her Roan Daughter Stood Nearby, Eyes Wide. She Was Not Speaking At All. Poor Girl, Alexa Frowned. I must Have Scared Her. She Tried Again To Pull Herself Up, But No Luck. She Fell Back To The Sandy Earth. Her Ears Were Pinned Back, As She Glared At The Ground. She Didn't Have Much Time To Curse Herself Again. The Sound Of Falling Sand Could Be Heard Behind Her, And She Could Feel It Hit Her Back. Just Great. Now I've Been Found. Her Nose Told Her It Wasn't Razvan, So Who Was This Stranger.

Picking Her Head Up, Her Dark eyes Looked Up At The Dunskin Colored Brute. She Drew Back When He Lowered His Head, But Of Course Being Alexa, She Turned Her Head Back Toward Him And Calmly Snorted In His Face. She ad Often Done This To Her Father When She Wasn't Happy. It Wasn't Her Way Of Greeting. Her Eyes Then Went From The Stallion To Her Daughter, Who looked About Ready To Bolt Out Of Here.

She Struggled Once More To Pull Her Frame Up. This Time She Finally Got Up, But The Pain In Her Leg Was Unbearable. " I'm Alright",She Seemed To Snap, Limping Over To Neassa. The Roan Filly Snuggled Up Into Her Mothers Chest, Before Hiding Behind Her Dam. Alexa Was Starting To Show Some Of Her Mothers Fire. Looking Back Over At This Brute, She Lowered Her Ears At Him. She Wanted Him To Closer. She Had Only Come Here For Razvan, Not This Other Stallion. He Should Go Mind His Own Business, She Thinks.

" Like I Said Before, I'm Fine. Now You Can Run Along And Worry Over Another Mare." She Turned Away, And Slowly Limped Off. Neassa Only Stood Where She Was. The Girl Looked To The Stallion, And Then Back At Her Momma. She Was Thinking It Was Best To Stay Right Here. And She Was Right. Her Mother Ended Up Going Down Again, But This Time On Her Knees. It Would Have Been A Lot Harder To Get Her Back Up If She Fell Onto Her Side Again.

"Sir," Neassa's Little Voice Spoke As She Looked Up At The Dun," My Momma May Be Stubborn, But She Does Need The Help." She Stifled A Laugh As She Heard Her Mother's Grumbling Tone."I Don't Need His Stupid Help." She Knew When Her Mother Pushed It To The Limit And Today Was The Day.




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