by Taria » Thu Jul 21, 2011 7:49 pm
“They call themselves the Pureblood, yet they are truly creatures most foul. Ages upon ages they fought with each other, squandering their resources over war and petty squabbles. As they advanced, so did their ability to destroy one another, and finally, they just simply destroyed the world. We are their remnants, the leftovers from their wars who had to pick up their trash. But now with our societies grown, our people prospering, their ancestors wish to purge us from the face of their forgotten world?” Balgahr looks over your faces, each and every one of you a spark of hope for the future. “No I say! No a hundred times! We will show the Purebloods what great weapons they truly made us to be! But…” Balgahr adds, with a hint of warning, “We do not need to make the same mistakes as they have. We will provide food for ourselves, seek peace with our neighbors, and plan for the future; we will not lie down and die during our golden age. Though our furs and skins may not blend, from within we are united, one people… against the demons of the past.”
Balgahr finishes pacing back and forth as he ends his speech, giving you time to get a good look at him. His left eye is scarred and useless. His fur is dark and black. His expression seems to be an eternal scowl, which along with his biceps, give you the impression you do not want to mess with him. You can feel his power emanating around him, the embodied strength of the mysterious Anima. "Now listen up!" Balgahr barks, "We have information the the Pureblood are planning an attack, so we need to be prepared. We will need two groups; some of you have to head to the west and gather food and supplies. The other group will come with me to search the perimeter, any volunteers?"
As people file into groups a young bat woman walks in behind them silently. Her hair is short and spiked. It is black with a spread out array of red tips. Though she is a bit small, she looks vicious. Her fang-like teeth showing as she smiles, her dark red eyes windows to the pools of mystery that is the Anima. Sudden placing her hand on Kit, she whispers, "You, come with me." She then beckons her out of the crowded hut.
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Taria on Thu Aug 11, 2011 3:39 pm, edited 5 times in total.
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