Kheldar’s Prince of Thieves
It was not going to be many who thought well of the Lagoon, he understands. The history of the place was lacking in basic things like honor and respect, not to mention a distinct lack of propriety. It had been his intent to bring Kheldar there to adjust such a lack - to allow he and Kheldar to implement the same brotherhood that had helped meld their men into a fine army at their backs.
The harlequin painted stallion shakes the sea from his coat as he swims ashore. He had not gone to the most likely of places - unless one had heard through the grapevine just how many sons were housed in this particular edge of their world. He had snuck his way to Tinuvel past the Peak patrols and now stood in the surf with a whistling stallion call to anyone who might be on guard of the Bay.
Zurok, Canis, and the Boss Stallion Fell. The two former were mysteries, but he did understand the coarse rumors about the last as well as he had understood the plethora of growing stallions that lingered here. He held no hope for daughters traded as trinkets, nor mares forsaken for the same, but perhaps the overflow of sons could bolster the ranks of the Lagoon as Rehoboam suggested?
OF THE LOST ISLANDS LAGOON
▻ stallion - iberian mutt - sooty bay tobiano rabicano sabino - 16.1 hh ◅