The Lost Islands
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turn men into beasts



The Shore; it wasn’t too terribly far from here, since they were basically standing on the edge of the border with the Harbor. Tyr nodded off to the southwest, where he knew for certain the Shore met the Ridge. “The Shore is that way.” he said, though that was not what troubled him now. Rumors had drifted in about the new stallions that called the Shore home, and he wondered if that was who her daughter had settled with, or the ruler before? Had she fled with her lover, imprisoned by the new leader, or fallen for the rouge? Though it was truly none of his business, Tyr felt the growing inkling of worry.


“Come… I’ll take you there.” he said to the mare, turning to lead the way through the thick vegetation so she wouldn’t get lost again. But Tyr also found it a good excuse to check in on what type of stallion did claim the Shore. Would Oswin want to do something if it was a tyrant? Chase him off and proclaim herself Queen in his stead so that he could not mistreat those beneath him any longer? It was all hearsay though, as were the rumors about the terrible lagoon stallion. That’s why he wanted to check it out for himself.


“What is your name?” Tyr asked, tossing the question back to the mare he lead through his territory towards where her daughter most likely lived. “You can call me Tyr.”

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stallion | shire x | silver sooty dunalino roan pintaloosa | 18hh

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