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Post by Madyrn Maskan on May 28, 2012 22:39:04 GMT -5
It had been a beautiful reunion with their beloved sister. Almost immediately, however, she had informed the brothers of her devious plan, and in the same instant, they had agreed to join her cause. How could they not? Warfare was in their blood, their father was a warmonger and passed on his bloodlust largely to his sons. It was Madyrn who would step forth and fight today, the brother whose hide was blacker than night, with forelegs dipped in crimson, and eyes that burned brighter than the brightest flame. The rough blaze that tilted its way across his façade held a smirk at its nosy end; this brother was all for physical means of getting his way. He knew the reason why he fought, they were aiding the Pegasus, securing allegiances and loyalties, proving that they were worthy of such things before asking for them in return. Madyrn didn’t particularly care. He was being proffered a reason to fight, he accepted the reason without asking too many questions.
Bulky and brawny, he stood upon the edge of the plain, pawing impatiently at the earth beneath. Snorting derisively he soon let out a deep and rumbling call, meant to warn those within of his intentions this evening. The sun was high in the sky, the weather temperate; it wouldn’t take long for this wardance to inspire sweat upon his hide. He grinned a manic, bloodthirsty grin, before shouting at any foolish enough to face him;
“Come and fight for your pretty lands, little ponies!”
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Post by Official on Jun 1, 2012 13:07:43 GMT -5
48 hours have passed. Madryn is winner by default.
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