06-05-2020, 04:44 PM
<link href='https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Annie Use Your Telescope|Anaheim|Kalam' rel='stylesheet'><style>.Leilan-box-5 {width:500px;background-color:#53586b;box-shadow:0px 0px 3px 2px #53586b;} .Leilan-name-5 {position:relative;z-index:2;bottom:-268px;left:-170px;font-family:'Kalam';font-size:18pt;color:#9ba1bc;} .Leilan-img-5 {position:relative;border-radius:0px 0px 0px 0px;} .Leilan-quote-5 {position:relative;z-index:4;top:40px;font-family:'Annie Use Your Telescope';font-size:14pt;line-height:0.8;color:#8f8694;} .Leilan-message-5 {position:relative;padding:20px 30px 30px 30px;margin-bottom:-130px;font-family:Anaheim;font-size:11pt;color:#9ba1bc;letter-spacing:3;} .Leilan-grad-5 {position:relative;width:500px;height:80px;top:128px;z-index:3;background: -ms-linear-gradient(top, rgba(83,88,107,1) 0%, rgba(85,90,108,1) 3%, rgba(90,94,111,0.95) 10%, rgba(143,134,148,0.16) 85%, rgba(143,134,148,0) 100%); -moz-linear-gradient(top, rgba(83,88,107,1) 0%, rgba(85,90,108,1) 3%, rgba(90,94,111,0.95) 10%, rgba(143,134,148,0.16) 85%, rgba(143,134,148,0) 100%); background: -webkit-linear-gradient(top, rgba(83,88,107,1) 0%,rgba(85,90,108,1) 3%,rgba(90,94,111,0.95) 10%,rgba(143,134,148,0.16) 85%,rgba(143,134,148,0) 100%); background: linear-gradient(to bottom, rgba(83,88,107,1) 0%,rgba(85,90,108,1) 3%,rgba(90,94,111,0.95) 10%,rgba(143,134,148,0.16) 85%,rgba(143,134,148,0) 100%);}</style><center><div class="Leilan-box-5"><div class="Leilan-message-5">Icicle Isle is dusty these days, but then roan stallion has not seen this kind before. It comes at night, but he’s still awake - or perhaps again - wandering beneath the blue-ish, greenish sky. It almost appears that the Isle is normal in the night; cold and strangely lit, the shadows might be mistaken for ice and snow, not grey ash and dust. At least, it would be for most of the others; unfortunately his night vision is better than most and he can only trick himself if he squints.
Nevertheless, the new dust that comes (ominously enough, straight) towards him, is not that of burnt trees or broken rock. This is weird stuff, and when it hits him stings less than sand; but still prickles on a different level and that’s when he knows what it is, though not why or how.
He’s endured enough - some would say too much - fairy magic in his life to recognize it. Why it still comes to him he doesn’t know, other than maybe he somehow attracted it like a magnet. Accumulates it because he has other magics already.
He knows however, more than some others. Knows there is no outrunning fairy magic when one wants to. So when the magical, but still sharp enough sand buffets him, he closes his eyes against the sharpness, braces himself, and waits for it to go away.
It seems endless, like many things on a still summer night might feel. But when the tingling leaves, and he opens his eyes, he’s quite relieved about the result: it seems only the surface was affected. Ink black swirling tattoos cover his legs, though upon inspection he sees they are tattoos ingrained in his skin below the icy scales. The colorless swirls rise from his black fetlocks towards his lower chest and belly on all four legs. He currently doesn’t see the small swirl on the back of his left ear, coming from below his mane and reaching just about to the tip, but he’ll probably find out later.
Staring into the night sky with a small frown for a while, the draft-built stallion then shakes his head and continues his walk. Ironically, he finds nothing else out of order that night.</div><div class="Leilan-grad-5"></div><div class="Leilan-quote-5">nothing <i>burns</i> like the <b>cold</b></div><div class="Leilan-name-5">Leilan</div><img class="Leilan-img-5" src="https://i.pinimg.com/564x/fa/8d/57/fa8d57f1e34980901df3aa9af6674a3f.jpg"></div></center>
Leilan is randomly (or is it??
) being given the trait “Glowing Tattoos” (currently a carried trait). They are black so they’re more or less vanta-black instead of glowing bc black doesn’t really glow.
(As approved by Cassi, the trait would still genetically be ‘glowing’ tattoos in case any future offspring inherits it, as maybe they’d get a different color.)
Nevertheless, the new dust that comes (ominously enough, straight) towards him, is not that of burnt trees or broken rock. This is weird stuff, and when it hits him stings less than sand; but still prickles on a different level and that’s when he knows what it is, though not why or how.
He’s endured enough - some would say too much - fairy magic in his life to recognize it. Why it still comes to him he doesn’t know, other than maybe he somehow attracted it like a magnet. Accumulates it because he has other magics already.
He knows however, more than some others. Knows there is no outrunning fairy magic when one wants to. So when the magical, but still sharp enough sand buffets him, he closes his eyes against the sharpness, braces himself, and waits for it to go away.
It seems endless, like many things on a still summer night might feel. But when the tingling leaves, and he opens his eyes, he’s quite relieved about the result: it seems only the surface was affected. Ink black swirling tattoos cover his legs, though upon inspection he sees they are tattoos ingrained in his skin below the icy scales. The colorless swirls rise from his black fetlocks towards his lower chest and belly on all four legs. He currently doesn’t see the small swirl on the back of his left ear, coming from below his mane and reaching just about to the tip, but he’ll probably find out later.
Staring into the night sky with a small frown for a while, the draft-built stallion then shakes his head and continues his walk. Ironically, he finds nothing else out of order that night.</div><div class="Leilan-grad-5"></div><div class="Leilan-quote-5">nothing <i>burns</i> like the <b>cold</b></div><div class="Leilan-name-5">Leilan</div><img class="Leilan-img-5" src="https://i.pinimg.com/564x/fa/8d/57/fa8d57f1e34980901df3aa9af6674a3f.jpg"></div></center>
Leilan is randomly (or is it??
) being given the trait “Glowing Tattoos” (currently a carried trait). They are black so they’re more or less vanta-black instead of glowing bc black doesn’t really glow.(As approved by Cassi, the trait would still genetically be ‘glowing’ tattoos in case any future offspring inherits it, as maybe they’d get a different color.)
Two things I know I can make: pretty kids, and people mad.
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