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Sweetwater Valley
An evil is brewing amongst the equines of Sweetwater, but it is something that no one can see. Horses are dropping left and right, screams of pain and terror ring across the borders of alliances. Chaos is let loose and now, there is nothing to stop it. The four races are
left powerless as their followers die off slowly. No allies can be found for they are battling something unseen. Only when all walls of seperation are dropped, and the equines, creatures, and immortals join forces, can the valley stand a chance.
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-Summer has blossomed over Sweetwater, the sickness has begun to disappear slowly, though the death is a constant reminder of its plague. But the inhabitants have only just seen what destruction is, and its not about to end. But for the moment, relief has come in the form of clean showers, constant sunshine, and blissful weather. Enjoy it while it lasts, for death keeps knocking, and it won't wait for long.
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No One will Stop Me.. « Thread Started on Jan 17, 2006, 8:57pm »
Hoofbeats ringing, all the world seemed to be rushing past her as she ran. Nothing could stop her, but herself. All the weight of the world on her shoulders now.. No one would stop her.. No one.. Grace and beauty, not her thing, nope. Skilled in fighting, check. Mighty and stubborn, not to mention strong, check check. This was one force with the fury of Lucifer.. Everything she did had an intention, nonetheless. And her intention for being here: claiming..
Speeding her way through the trees, she made it toward the mountains, squeezing past it's rocky edges with difficuilty. In a matter of hours, this land would be her's. She couldn't possibly wait, and excitement was building up in her, and she couldn't help but think of her future herd, something strong as the winds of a hurricane, loyal as a dog to his human, and the best as.. the best, really. She passed clusters of trees, and, within seconds, she suddenly ran up the nearest hillside.
Reaching the top, she momentarily watched all movement in the mountains, watching it with the eye of a hawk. Suddenly, a peircing scream could be heard, wide and afar, echoing, from the top of her lungs. Nothing could stop her now.. She had claimed.. No one had stopped her, and no one ever will..