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Rook to bishop four



Citadel

Armada
Royalty

Advanced Fighter (90)

Intermediate Hunter (30)

age
Pup
gender
Male
gems
758
size
Paleo species
build
Balanced
posts
99
2 hours ago




Citadel startled at the sudden and unexpected appearance of his sister. He frowned towards her for a second, and then grinned. You know what, he was okay with this. He missed having his siblings along for his adventures. Just so long as she didn’t try to show him up this time.

“They’re obviously, uhhh…” yes, what exactly were they? “Giant Obelisks, like we have at home. They must have this territory's rules on them. Look, there is some scribbling on that one.” he said with some relief. As if this clearly demonstrated that he was right. It didn’t matter that he couldn’t understand the scribbling. Nor did he take a moment to consider what it might mean, if they were rules.


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