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.
The Gods contend in vain




Still shaky, Valencia’s next words rocked the black mare’s world for the second time in the span of ten minutes. It seemed stupid now, but El Aran had never considered that fact that Encantador might have siblings. She had known of his sire, for the stallion had been the lead of the Harbor, but it hadn’t crossed her mind that he had a dam, or sisters, or brothers.

Nor had she suspected that his line carried such glorious colors.

El Aran blinked, at a loss for words. Hoofsteps from behind caught her attention and in the silence between herself and the mare, she swiveled an ear back to listen. The careful tread was familiar. The seer turned her head and watched as they were joined by Encantador himself. As if to prove reality still existed, El Aran shifted to stand closer to her partner. The brush of his barrel against hers and the roughness of his coat was refreshing, and it grounded her as he addressed his sister.

Reluctant to intrude on their reunion, El Aran leaned against the dunskin stallion and observed the pretty mare from over the slope of his nose.

Aşk's eighth eye
♥ Uforia



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