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Long ago in the rolling hills of Ireland, there lived a mystical equine species known as the Capall Maorga. These creatures were said to be the descendants of a legendary Celtic goddess, who had blessed them with great power and grace.

The Maorga were a proud and noble race of horses, renowned for their shimmering coats that sparkled in the moonlight, their horns made of crystal, and their powerful wings that allowed them to soar through the skies. Legend has it that the Maorga would often appear to lost travelers, leading them safely to their destination through the misty moors and winding paths of the Irish countryside.
But despite their benevolent nature, the Maorga were fiercely independent and protective of their territory. They would often clash with human settlers who encroached upon their sacred lands, using their powerful magic to conjure up great storms and floods to drive them away.

Over time, the Maorga became increasingly elusive, retreating deeper into the heart of the Irish countryside as human civilization continued to encroach upon their lands. Today, they are said to still roam the hills and valleys of Ireland, a reminder of the ancient magic and lore that still permeates the land.

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[center][quote][size=85]Long ago in the rolling hills of Ireland, there lived a mystical equine species known as the Capall Maorga. These creatures were said to be the descendants of a legendary Celtic goddess, who had blessed them with great power and grace.

The Maorga were a proud and noble race of horses, renowned for their shimmering coats that sparkled in the moonlight, their horns made of crystal, and their powerful wings that allowed them to soar through the skies. Legend has it that the Maorga would often appear to lost travelers, leading them safely to their destination through the misty moors and winding paths of the Irish countryside.
But despite their benevolent nature, the Maorga were fiercely independent and protective of their territory. They would often clash with human settlers who encroached upon their sacred lands, using their powerful magic to conjure up great storms and floods to drive them away.

Over time, the Maorga became increasingly elusive, retreating deeper into the heart of the Irish countryside as human civilization continued to encroach upon their lands. Today, they are said to still roam the hills and valleys of Ireland, a reminder of the ancient magic and lore that still permeates the land. These horses can range in sizes of 14hh-16hh[/size][/quote][/center]

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