Silent shook her mane and carefully streched her muzzle out to Whisper's muzzle.
'Atlast,' she thought, ' Now I don't have to worry about anyone else now, because I have a herd and I finally belong to a family,'
Silent gazed into Whisper light eyes, she had made a right choice...
The First Night ((Horse RP *ACCEPTING*))
Re: The First Night ((Horse RP, needs members.))
by Faint » Mon Oct 18, 2010 4:51 am
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Re: The First Night ((Horse RP, needs members.))
by Faint » Mon Oct 18, 2010 4:55 am
Owl_kitteh wrote:(( 3rd person past? whats that???? sorry if im annoying you...what can i do in rp now?))
Song watches them waiting for answers.
(3rd Person = she ,he, they etc. 'Song watched them waiting for answers. Past tense
)(Whoppe! There is another black arabian in the herd. I so must read posted posts
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Re: The First Night ((Horse RP, needs members.))
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Mon Oct 18, 2010 5:52 am
(( and why attacking Diamond???? She just wants to graze, but a few steps away from the crowded herd. LOL, that was weird... O.O 
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Diamond noticed that Silent would attack her, but she didn't care. She kept on grazing, though she wasn't up to anything. After awhile, Diamond walked around in a big circle, then went into the herd.
))Diamond noticed that Silent would attack her, but she didn't care. She kept on grazing, though she wasn't up to anything. After awhile, Diamond walked around in a big circle, then went into the herd.
"At the foot of Mount Tibor, surrounded and outnumbered,
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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Re: The First Night ((Horse RP, needs members.))
by Faint » Mon Oct 18, 2010 6:06 am
(Sorry! )
Silent glanced back again at Diamond, was it a call for fighting?
'How wrong I was to judge her,' she thought to herself. Looking at those warm, soft eyes, Silent understood that certainly this mare did not call on for fighting.
'Oh well, maybe it's because fighting is my second name,'
)Silent glanced back again at Diamond, was it a call for fighting?
'How wrong I was to judge her,' she thought to herself. Looking at those warm, soft eyes, Silent understood that certainly this mare did not call on for fighting.
'Oh well, maybe it's because fighting is my second name,'
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Re: The First Night ((Horse RP, needs members.))
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Mon Oct 18, 2010 6:09 am
Diamond noticed Silent again, this time she got a bit annoyed of her staring the whole time. She decided to ignore her and stood between the horses in the herd, looking at the setting sun.
"At the foot of Mount Tibor, surrounded and outnumbered,
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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Re: The First Night ((Horse RP, needs members.))
by Faint » Mon Oct 18, 2010 6:12 am
Silent raised her head alittle trying to stop the fact that she was to curious to take her eyes away from that mare. Something in that mare, surely.
Nevermind thought Silent, when the time will come, interest then will arise. There was no point rushing time.
Nevermind thought Silent, when the time will come, interest then will arise. There was no point rushing time.
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Re: The First Night ((Horse RP, needs members.))
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Mon Oct 18, 2010 6:16 am
Diamond felt a little sleepy with the setting sun, but she didn't lie down to sleep. She gazed around the herd to move her legs so she wont be that sleepy, just to move her body a little. She kept on ignoring Silent and soon even forgot about her presence up there. Diamond walked back in the herd and took a few sticks of grass then groomed her side.
"At the foot of Mount Tibor, surrounded and outnumbered,
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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Re: The First Night ((Horse RP, needs members.))
by Faint » Mon Oct 18, 2010 6:24 am
'One wrong action, so much payed for.' she thought to herself.
Silent looked back at the warm pink setting sun. Silent could feel tears turning up in her mahogany eyes however trying to hold them back was rather hard.
'I lost my dear mum on such a sunset,' she thought sadly again.
Silent looked back at the warm pink setting sun. Silent could feel tears turning up in her mahogany eyes however trying to hold them back was rather hard.
'I lost my dear mum on such a sunset,' she thought sadly again.
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Re: The First Night ((Horse RP, needs members.))
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Mon Oct 18, 2010 6:38 am
The sun soon setted fully and it got a little dark. Diamond found herself a free spot among the crowded herd and layed down. She brushed her head againts her neck and fell asleep.
"At the foot of Mount Tibor, surrounded and outnumbered,
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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Re: The First Night ((Horse RP, needs members.))
by Rɛ∂∂ » Mon Oct 18, 2010 12:14 pm
((Okay, guys read my rules, there is a 3 line minimum, typing a sentence hitting enter and typing more and doing that doesn't count, in fact it pisses me off. Also, it isn't night, it's morning, mid morning, time doesn't fly that fast and Whisper's eyes are light brown, not dark. I said light...))
"No matter how many deaths that I die I will never forget
No matter how many lives that I live, I will never regret
There is a fire inside of this heart
And a riot about to explode into flames
Where is your God?
Where is your God?
Where is your God?"
No matter how many lives that I live, I will never regret
There is a fire inside of this heart
And a riot about to explode into flames
Where is your God?
Where is your God?
Where is your God?"
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