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Post by x.X Pharaoh X.x on Jun 22, 2006 4:57:43 GMT -5
Pharaoh entered the terrairma. A ghastly smell engulfed his frame. Pillars stalking silently forwards, auds upright in an alert manner. Through the fog he casted a deadly shadow to all. He spied a crow in the heavens, circling. He looked back the path he had come. Trees bare with a covering of thick fumes. Unknowing the source he continued forwards. Talons hit a rather hard surface. A rock ledge. He smirked. If there was a king of the darks, here would be the best place to give an invitiation, to battle. Leaning back on his hind pillars, forelegs wrestling the air in front, he rose as a giant figure, pausing all to watch his massive body call. A piercing sound filled the forest, some roosted crows retrted in fright from the sudden loud yell.
Come forth, brute, to fight your enemy, your nemisis, your soon to be ruler! To fight the only true satan, Pharaoh!! he bellowed.
It echoed. With a thud, Pillars regained it previous postion of four talons touching the soggy Earth below. Nares flared violetly. He waited for a response. After what seemed like hours, no call had received Pharoh's auds. With a sigh of both disapointment and relief he continued forrwards. Was he offically the ruler of the Darks, the Pharaoh of them all?!
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Post by Sonador on Jun 22, 2006 5:12:56 GMT -5
"Fine day, is it not?" a voice spoke coldly. A young palomino mare stood stiffly behind the ebony-black stallion. She pawed the ground and lifted her fine head and asked, "You wish to be Ruler of the Darks. Well, fine with me. Meet me at Claiming Plains. We will discuss this..."
Who knew, he might make a good leader...After all, Sonador already respected him. Her first impression was that he was brave and powerful, just the kind of qualities she liked in a leader...
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