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Post by otho on Aug 27, 2010 21:08:34 GMT 8
Etheran
I shook my head some, then smiled. "I know you likely would, but although you could heal most of the scarring on my shoulders, you couldn't heal that upon my chest." I said, nodding my head at the whitish circle. "I happened to tangle with the wrong unicorn at one point. Me and two others. She fought right back and won, though how, I know not. In the end she cursed the three of us, and took from me even the gift of flight, cutting off my wings."
I sighed, remembering that day. I was in a way outcast from both sides. A hellion without flames, and never a normal horse. Not that I would ever want to be normal though, so I supposed that being outcast is better than being accepted by those lower than what I had once been. "You may not believe it, but I'm pure hellion. The unicorn took my flames, dulled my bloodlust, and destroyed my wings. That's most of the reason why I don't trust unicorns."
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Post by Saphira on Aug 27, 2010 23:34:21 GMT 8
Donovan pricked his auds, flames calming till they burned steadily, sedately, instead of wildly and leaping all over the place. He grinned suddenly, fangs showing. "But Flames sounds more... Elegant," He snorted, voice rumbling with amusement.
She spoke next, and his heart leapt. His orbs widened slightly, before the fire prince bowed his neck, extending a front hoof in a graceful salute. "And you I," He said, voice sounding gentler than it had ever before. He flicked his tail, nodding to the rest as he trotted to her side and claimed his prize.
"Welcome, Flames. I thank you for choosing me."
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Post by erosaf on Aug 29, 2010 7:50:03 GMT 8
Swift Heart “I could tell that there were things about you that were... different, Etheran,” replied the black fae, nodding her head as he confirmed that which she was thinking. He was pure hellion as she had thought. Her sister though had no interest in hellions who were like him who had fallen and what not else. “You have good reasons not to trust unicorns, though I know that there are some that would want to help you anyways, I am sure. They cannot be all that bad, most of them are good creatures.”
Blade of Flames "I suppose you may call me that." She smiled as he came over towards her, and she even managed to dull the flames that covered her from head to toe a lot, else she would scorch him, inferno horse or not!
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Post by .:Phantom:. on Aug 29, 2010 7:57:34 GMT 8
Fantasma smiled at his newest love, the newest addition to his herd. Donovan and another stallion were here, picking up the two other mares. The ebony Alicorn couldn't wait to show the beautiful earth colored fae that had decided to go with him. As she said yes, he trotted out, flying in the air slowly around her, waiting for her. His sky blue orbs watched her, asking when she would come.
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Post by erosaf on Aug 29, 2010 8:34:27 GMT 8
The brown and white fae with the unicorn, hellion and pegusas blood in her leapt into the air, laughing as she snapped open her strong wings. The brown flames in her mane and tail were dull now as she took to the air so they would not be a fire hazard to anyone else.
She knew how to fly and fly well.
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Post by otho on Aug 29, 2010 9:25:21 GMT 8
Etheran
I laughed a bit, then shook my head. "Even those that would help couldn't. The fae who brought this upon me is the only one who can remove it, and she won't. She's the dam of my liege's worst enemy. Plus she just doesn't like most hellions to begin with." I shrugged then, and sighed. "It's okay though. I've grown somewhat used to this life I lead. A fallen hell horse is still stronger than most other forms of stag and fae, and I still have the ability to go unnoticed, which comes in handy."
I looked at her, wondering if she would ask me of my liege, or why I served him. Most anything, she could ask. I was prepared for it...
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Post by erosaf on Aug 29, 2010 9:31:49 GMT 8
“Who is this horse you serve? You've mentioned him a couple of time, but I have yet to hear his name from you.” She smiled a little. There were some horses she could not stand and things might get ugly... if he was like those horses she hated with a passion.
“That is a pity though to hear those things of your past though. I can imagine what you would have looked like before she did that to you.” And Swift Heart could, it was fairly easy to picture him, with the flames and wings. He would have been marvellous back in those days.
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Post by otho on Aug 29, 2010 9:39:57 GMT 8
Etheran
I paused for a second, wondering if she was more like normal horses... Finally, I told her. "His name is Exile, former king of Rethal, a land of the realm across the sea. Now he subherds in Inferno Plains, though perhaps he will leave there one day soon. I myself am a wanderer, gathering information of interest for him, as well as keeping my eyes, ears, and nose open for anything else that may be useful to him." I said to her, bowing slightly. "I am bonded to him by blood poured from my scars. It is stronger than life, and should I ever disobey or dishonor the oath I swore to him, my life shall end in misery that day."
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Post by Saphira on Aug 29, 2010 10:58:26 GMT 8
(OOC: Erosaf, do you want to post in Misty Mountains?)
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Post by erosaf on Sept 1, 2010 15:21:22 GMT 8
[have done]
The black fae thought about that for a moment. "I assume because he is hellion, and as are you, that you keep slaves of your own? Try that with me and you will find I shall leave you." I was not asking, but warning. I was as fierce as and pure hellion, and that showed in my voice. "No rule will stop me and any that were to try... would face my anger." the stallion who sired me had a temper that was well known, he was one of the strongest horses alive in my old land.
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Post by otho on Sept 1, 2010 23:34:14 GMT 8
Etheran
I shook my head, then smiled a bit. "He currently has no slaves, nor do I. A fallen hellion, such as myself, doesn't try to raise himself so far above others. We lose any such things when our flames abandon us. Instead, we are closer to half hellions, and so we often look for those who have the blood of two races."
I sighed then, and bowed my head a bit. "Hellions who have not lost flames, who still hold to their bloodlust, they wouldn't wish for one such as I. The only reason I am not entirely outcast from my kind is because Exile happened to decide that I and two others like me would be useful to keep around, as spies, as allies, guardians, or anything else that he might need help in."
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