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Post by S A L T Y D O G ! on Apr 17, 2013 1:29:12 GMT -5
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Post by S A L T Y D O G ! on Apr 17, 2013 2:42:42 GMT -5
 braved the forests, braved the stone
braved the icy winds and fire
braved and beat them on my own
yet i'm helpless by the riverSentinel Prime stood in the meadow, head down, grazing to his heart's content. The flowers were, unfortunate, bitter tasting but there were spots of emerald green grass that were as sweet as sugar. Even better were the little clumps of clover periodically dotting the field, and Sentinel was of the opinion that there was no better treat! The great red stallion picked his ponderous skull up and glanced around; it seemed empty enough on this fine day.
Sore knees buckled and Sentinel let his legs fold underneath him. Resting on the ground, the giant indulged himself and laid first on his side, then he rolled to his back and wriggled, itching his spine on the ground and covering himself in white flower petals. He rolled once, twice, and on the third pass the behemoth managed to roll himself completely over to the other side.
"Hello!"
Sentinel squeaked in surprise, and thrust his forelegs out, standing up to shake as many of the fluffy white petals off as he could. "Oh! Uh, ahem, hello there." The draft cleared his throat. "You must be looking for a quest. I have one for you, my dear. Go to the friendly Nothern territory of Mount Hyperion, and learn something about the land there. It has a rich history in the Darks. But be careful, Mount Hyperion is our ally, but the other herds are not. Go straight there and do not dilly dally." |
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Post by S A L T Y D O G ! on Apr 18, 2013 1:43:03 GMT -5
 Xan do |
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Post by S A L T Y D O G ! on Apr 26, 2013 15:58:54 GMT -5
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Post by S A L T Y D O G ! on Apr 26, 2013 15:59:15 GMT -5
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