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by ~Supernatural Life~ » Thu Jul 07, 2011 8:28 am
(( Thanks, sam sam. ^_^ ))
Lily pat the paint mare's neck. "I'm sorry, beautiful, I know you're mad at me," she sighed and began picking out the mare's hooves. Aurora snorted in response and looked away. "Well, you're right - I'm pregnant, I can't compete...," she said to her rider, but knew she only heard it as a soft neigh.
"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..."Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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by sam sam » Thu Jul 07, 2011 8:32 am
(( Always <3 ))
She received her trunk and grooming bucket, and towed them to the barn. She tied Bits to the outside of the stall, setting the supplies next to him. She inspected the stall, making sure nothing was wrong with it, them out Bits in the stall. She then propped the saddle onto the cleaning rack were several other riders were doing the same, she began to oil her already clean barrel saddle.
~Doc's Bluestreaksam sam's updates wrote:~School is eating me alive. Thankfully, I'm passing with As though!

"No matter how bad the lesson was, always thank the horse because he could have killed you, but he chose not to. "
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by ~Supernatural Life~ » Thu Jul 07, 2011 8:40 am
Lily brushed the mare's coat down and walked out of the stall, locking it. Her pocket buzzed and she answered. "Hello?" she said.
"Hey, Lily, it's me, Mr. Guiness. You can come and compete now with the beginners in the International. What do you say?" a man's voice asked her.
"This evening? Cool! Hour?" she asked. Then she gave her thanks and hung up, yipping with happiness and scratched Aurora's nose softly before running to the Tack Room, grabbing Alejandro's tack, equipping him and leading him out of the stables.
"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..."Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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by ~Supernatural Life~ » Thu Jul 07, 2011 9:24 am
Evening came and the trailer arrived. "Off we go, guapo!" she pat her stallion's neck and dismounted him, getting inside the truck. She was so excited - International Competition! It was for Beginners, but yet she was excited. Alejandro got loaded in the trailer and they drove off...
"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..."Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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by iJabez » Thu Jul 07, 2011 10:46 am
Wolfcrazy21 wrote:Syrena got up and wrapped her arms around chase " never gonna let go" she laughed.
Chase smiled and kissed her. "Ver funny."
When riding my horse I no longer have my heart in my chest, but between my knees.
I ♥ you .:Hoofbeats:. ♥ and Wolf Blood Song ♥!
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