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Post by demoderby on Feb 20, 2010 22:55:17 GMT 8
Demon of the Swamp
The swamp horse moved with an easy step, his hooves barely touching the ground before he lifted them up. Beside him was his queen, Mirage. "May I and mine companion speak with the ruler and his own?" the dark horse called out, using the words of his sire to express his good intentions. It was an old custom of the swamps that the queen should travel with her king to forge alliances and travel the land, for the queens of the swamps were respected and loved. It was considered the height of honor, love, and peace if a queen traveled forth with her chosen king. The words he spoke referred both to the king of Carrick Cliff and his queen, a sign of peace from them.
The blackish horse then waited for Desert Sun, his red eyes darker then was normal, for their light was only needed in the blackest of nights or the swampy terra called Devil's Swamp.
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Post by Saphira on Feb 21, 2010 16:59:32 GMT 8
Mirage The mare followed her king closely, satin pelt gleaming under the warm sunlight. Hearing the stag call out, thrills ran up and down her spine. How exciting this was, to accompany her king to the territory of other stags, when most mare usually remained in the land.
The ebony fae pricked her ears, watching, waiting for some sign of life in the dense undergrowth.
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Post by Kanchana on Apr 27, 2010 19:37:43 GMT 8
Desert Sun The creamy stallion flicked his tail, a new scent entered his shapely muzzle. A stag...and a mare.. Odd, he thought, lifting his feet neatly and trotting towards the smell. His golden coat brushed easily though the folige, the simple sounds and smells trailing him as he approached the couple. "Greetings, stag and fae," he said, nodding slightly.
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Post by demoderby on Jun 16, 2010 4:42:24 GMT 8
(Umm... How long will this take you?)
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 16, 2010 15:36:31 GMT 8
OOC: ooo sorry! I forgot *hugs* soz
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Post by demoderby on Jun 17, 2010 22:33:38 GMT 8
Demon of the Swamp
"Greetings, king of Carrick Cliff. I am Demon of the Swamp, and this is my queen, Mirage. We live in a different valley, near here." the swamp horse said, the ground around him starting to change into a soggy mix of earth and water, greenish brown mud like that of the swamp. "We have come seeking an alliance with you."
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 20, 2010 13:09:21 GMT 8
The golden stag nodded, eyes wandering over the frame of the beautiful dark fae before returning to the older stag before him. "I see..what type of alliance were you after? And for any reason other than safety?" he asked, deep voice rumbling in his chest. He paused, thinking for a moment. "I have no problems with an alliance..but I must ask you something," he sighed "which side are you sided? Will you fight against our overall king, or that hellion?"
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Post by otho on Jun 23, 2010 9:15:56 GMT 8
(Pointing this out for D.D. since her computer's not working currently... Demon of the Swamp is twelve years old, so by no means is he a young stag.)
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 28, 2010 10:45:49 GMT 8
OOC: oops ^^ soz, well edited.
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Post by demoderby on Jul 24, 2010 9:37:29 GMT 8
Demon of the Swamp
He looked intrigued, then shook his head a bit. "I seek a fighting alliance. No trading. Only that when needed, we will fight side by side. I was... Neutral in the fight between the hellions and all others, for I am both related to both, and to neither. However... due to the fact that Corus threatens my queen as well, I shall fight with Ashton in this." he replied finally, apparently considering his words carefully as her spoke, weighting them with his deliberation.
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Post by Kanchana on Aug 1, 2010 12:42:51 GMT 8
The golden stag nodded his head slowly, taking each word and thinking it over before deciding. "I agree, for I to will fight with Ashton," he said slowly "so a fighting alliance we shall have."
He nodded once more, seeming happy with the outcome of the meeting.
OOC: ick soz
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