The Lost Islands
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Force-claiming is allowed here once a week per character, as is blocking force-claims by the Peak/Lagoon (as a whole) once a week. Rollover is on Sundays.

meet me there where it's never hopeless

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Sand clung to the remaining wet patches on her coat, a mixture of saltwater and sweat. The mare would have preferred the grittiness leave her coat by the time reached the Peak as she often found the sensation of sand beneath her fur displeasing. What became displeasing than that soon became obvious: a dark stallion slunk his way out of the dark woods toward her.

The mare's ears twisted toward her poll. The mismatched color of them swaying back in a warning that the lash of her tail echoed: stay away. Emerson didn't want to show just how unwanted he was, in case he was the sort to be encouraged by the word 'no.' However, the sentiment emanated from the stiff posture of her shoulders and the way her neck lowered in a defensive demeanor.

"Your services are not needed," she claimed. Every word was produced evenly, with a surety and a respectful, but definite dismissal. Emerson would not bother muttering some sentiment about there being more worthy ladies; such a thing might egg him on if her refusal had not already. "Thank you for the offer." Her pace quickened only slightly so as not to rouse him any further.

Why had she told Martyr to stay in the Harbor?

Emerson


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