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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


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    [private]  life's a beach
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    It’s taken Neiko quite a while to be as comfortable in the water as he is now – now he moves through the waves like a Nereid should, smooth and quick. He can keep up with the seals and play with the porpoises, but before, not too long ago, the seas had him by the collar. He was punished by the cold and dark depths rather than intrigued by them. He could not shake the very organic fear of drowning, which is natural to his earth-bound body… but to fear the water is to deny his heritage, to deny his Gods given magics, his gifts.

    And overcome it he did. Through sheer will and determination (and a bit of force), he boldly conquered the shadowy corners of his mind where his fears dwelled. He now, very proudly, moves with confidence through Beqanna’s lively waters. Most of his time is spent in Baltia, a haven for the water creatures, a world away from those bound to the land.

    Today seems like as good a day as any to wander away from his comfortable ocean spaces and find his way back onto land. It’s been a while since he’s let his hooves have touched beach, months since he’s shed away his scales for sleek golden and blue fur. He shakes, sewing up his form to let go of anything Nereid; embracing his fully equine form as he ventures off of the beach and up into the gloomy timberland ahead.

    It’s a stormy afternoon, a gray sky choking out the sunlight and threatening rain. Soon a drizzle will start and the mists moving between the big trees will get thicker. He’s comforted by the presence of water all around him still, even as he moves farther and farther from the sea.

    @Devil's Curse 

    he's walking through the misty forest around the ruins, i figure they can "bump" into each other out here somehow lol
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    The black unicorn mare hadn't been in fog when she entered the ruins. Now she could barely see 3 feet in front of her.
    Where had this fog come from, she wasn't sure but she knew the shore was also somewhere around here, although she should be able to detect that unless it was like a cliff drop. She would quite like to avoid that so she stayed closed to the rock wall.

    How the hell am i going to get out of here? she mutter to herself. Was she even going in the right direction. She stopped, looking around. Right now she kind of wished she had some magic in her horn, she might have been able to create some damn light.

    Turning to walk around the corner she suddenly stopped sharply, turning her head at the last minute to avoid skewering this stranger with her horn as their bodies collided.

    Staggering slight she quickly reverse two steps Sorry, i couldn't see you in this fog she exclaimed. Her blue eyes were a shock of coloured against her mostly black coat.

    Urmm you don't happen to know the way out of this fog do you? She asked awkwardly. She hated admitting she couldn't do something, but this was something she was not going to figure out.
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