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Post by aliyaah on Oct 2, 2023 19:06:37 GMT -7
Amaranthine Wars
This is a thread between Sanctio ( fleabittengray) and Belial ( The Quiet One). Prompt: Please ensure you have read the information regarding the plot here. At least three posts from each roleplayer are required for this thread for it to be considered as complete, however further posts are encouraged. Thread should be completed no later than February 2nd, 2024.
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Post by fleabittengray on Nov 11, 2023 5:44:01 GMT -7
x SANCTIO The sun was struggling to peek through the clouds that hung above Desolate Earth. There had been a storm overnight, but instead of dumping snow upon the muddied lands, it had dumped more rain. However, the rain was bitterly cold. Sanctio had gotten caught in it on his way to the caverns that provided protection to the herd. He'd only been out in the rain for maybe a minute or so before he got to cover, but still, he had shivered for hours afterwards until his pelt had dried. This morning, the puddles had ice around the edges and the already treacherous land was even more of a tripping or slipping hazard. He moved slowly, weaving his way around mud puddles and fallen branches. The air had a wintery bite to it, despite it still being autumn, and this morning, every inhale of frigid oxygen burned his lungs. His muscles and bones felt stiff at the moment and he was cold again. The best way he knew to warm himself up and loosen up his muscles, of course, was to move. That was why he'd taken on a patrol route this early in the morning, while the rest of the herd slept. The caverns, with their bodies all huddled together, had been comfortably warm but Sanctio couldn't allow himself to be lazy when there was a war to be fought and borders to be protected! Not that he really expected anyone to come to Desolate Earth. The dreary landscape looked far from inviting and one misstep could bring death upon whatever unfortunate soul had stepped foot within the quicksand-like mud puddles that covered a vast majority of the land. They were deep enough to swallow even an equine of his size whole and everyone who took up residency here was warned to stay well away from anything they looked even remotely muddy. So far, they had only ever lost one herd member to the hands of mother nature - on of Oath's daughters, way back in the day when Oath and Sanctio had still both been new to Wild Equines. He wished he could still smile about memories pertaining to Oath, but they, those memories just brought forth a sense of guilt and despair. He wanted to go back in time and prevent all that death and destruction from happening, but there was nothing he could do about it, now. He was just going to have to live with the consequences of his inaction. The Quiet One w/ Belial 413 | ProfileWhat do you think for terms? Starting after your reply: 7 days to post, 3 hits, 1 dodge work for you? 8 years 10 months, autumn, morning, third Act 2 thread, after Shogun thread Name: Sanctio Est Liberi Dies Breed: Clydesdale Age: 8 years 10 months Gender: Stallion Height: 17.2 hh Alliance: Light Health: 100%
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Post by fleabittengray on Dec 6, 2023 10:19:23 GMT -7
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Post by fleabittengray on Feb 10, 2024 5:49:13 GMT -7
The Quiet One Since you didn't reply, this is an auto win for Sanctio, but would you still like to continue?
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Post by fleabittengray on Apr 18, 2024 9:15:33 GMT -7
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