A Call to Arms [Abraxas War Meeting]

*Amon* · (This post was last modified: 11-16-2017, 07:55 PM by Amon.)

OOC: ABRAXAS MEETING, YO! All active Abraxas are required to post at least one time in this meeting. After that, please tune in frequently to catch news and plottage, but there will be no round-by-round requirement to keep things from getting too crazy. Feel free to post at any time with suggestions or questions, of course. This meeting is being held to introduce the four pups as yearlings and offer them up for training to the whole group, and to decide where they will strike first to begin their Empire. Check-in posts due by the 20th!

Winter had settled in the northern lands, returning from its slumber to hold firm the world. In the south, the rains had at last abated, perhaps heralding the overdue dry season. Amon could not be certain whether or not the weather would hold, but for the time being he would take it as a good omen of changing times. He had spent much of the past several moons plotting and planning for just such a moment. Now that it had finally arrived, the man felt himself filled with joyous, buoyant purpose.

It was just such a feeling that carried him to the Bifrost, the same land bridge where he had first called his family together upon reaching these lands. It seems right that he should return to the same place to recount the year that had passed. He also hoped that his call would carry far, to both the northern and southern realms, reaching as many Abraxas wolves as could possibly hear it. Evening was fading into dusk as he tipped his head back and let out a booming howl, one which rang out across land and sea alike.

Amon settled in to wait, feeling as if his body were on fire. The gargantuan man cut a stunning figure against the ever darkening sky, twin eyes burning with both focus and exhilaration. Too long, he thought. Too long since he had been able to rain hell down upon the fields of weakness before him, too long since he had fought in the Fallen God's name. The time for their conquest was now. At last, it had begun.

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