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Reaper I

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Large
build
Heavy
posts
22
player
Dea
06-30-2018, 07:29 AM
// There was always a need to explore, to learn, to grow in strength as well as intellect. He wanted to understand the place he had come to, to know what seasons held in every region of this new world. The first thing one did was learn about the land and natives, then he would pick a home to call base as he grew what would become his empire. For now, he was set to reconaissence and navigating his new habitat. There was a need to go as far south as he could, and Reaper was told by his father that this was vast land. He vaguely understood that there was a continent to the south and so he spent his days and nights traveling, hunting and sleeping his way toward Auster. Once he arrived, he moved further in-land, until he came upon a thick patch of woods shrouded in mists and darkness. What would this place hold for him?

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Reaper speaks, Your words, Walk, Think, Salem talks,
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Proserpina

Somnium

Expert Fighter (175)

Novice Intellectual (15)

age
10 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Large
build
Balanced
posts
131
player
Dragon Mod

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10-07-2018, 01:09 AM



She had never been outside of Risen's borders before, but today she was taking that first step. She had remained within the security of the Empire since she was born, but now she was full grown and almost two years old...sooner or later she would have to go out and see what lied beyond the safety of the pack. She was fearless as she moved through the woods, the darkness that enveloped her was welcomed. Icy blue gaze searched the mist as she moved fluidly, silently through the forest. Why couldn't the pack live here? It was interesting enough. But then again, she couldn't imagine not having her little hideaway by the creek. The pale beast moved carefully over gnarled roots, ears twitching as the sounds of the forest's inhabitants called through the darkness. The Godling wasn't alone, however. Nostrils flared as she caught the telltale scent of another wolf, someone not of her own family. A stranger? Rogue? They certainly smelled completely different than her own pack. Risen was the only pack she knew, she didn't know of any others. Silently, she sought the stranger, and when she found him she kept herself carefully hidden within the trees as she observed him.


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