11-30-2020, 10:59 PM
<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css2?family=Dosis:wght@600&display=swap" rel="stylesheet"><style type="text/css">.ionia_container {position: relative;z-index: 1;width: 600px;background: #351125 url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e0/6e/09/e06e0964a670f9b6a43469570db17dca.jpg');font: 12px 'Times New Roman', serif;line-height: 1.5;border: 1px solid #fff;border-radius: 50em 50em 0em 0em;box-shadow: 0 0 10px #000;padding: 20px;}.ionia_container p {margin: 0;padding: 0;}.ionia_container img{width: 600px;}.ionia_message {text-align: justify;padding: 15px 20px;color: #065b98;background: #fff;box-shadow: 0 0 10px #000;}.ionia_name {position: absolute;z-index:3;font-size: 100px;letter-spacing: 30px;left:147px;top: 350px;font-family: 'Dosis', sans-serif;color: #fff;text-shadow: 0em 0em .2em #000;}.ionia_quote {position: relative;z-index: 10;font-family: 'Dosis', sans-serif;color: #fff;letter-spacing: 2px;text-shadow: 0em 0em .3em #000;}</style><center><div class="ionia_container"><img src=https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/0868b904-9ea0-4fa5-8a48-60de231f9e6f/de5nbkr-bdd13167-2165-4cc4-9be1-e617aee2974d.png/v1/fill/w_1048,h_762,strp/ioniahtml_by_cowgirlconrad_de5nbkr-pre.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3siaGVpZ2h0IjoiPD05MzEiLCJwYXRoIjoiXC9mXC8wODY4YjkwNC05ZWEwLTRmYTUtOGE0OC02MGRlMjMxZjllNmZcL2RlNW5ia3ItYmRkMTMxNjctMjE2NS00Y2M0LTliZTEtZTYxN2FlZTI5NzRkLnBuZyIsIndpZHRoIjoiPD0xMjgwIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmltYWdlLm9wZXJhdGlvbnMiXX0.XhCuztj5hWLskPtg1GnPT609mp_X6l8aK6wCp6Kp_EM><p class="ionia_name">IONIA</p><div class="ionia_message"><font color=#000>G</font>oodness gracious her mouth was dry! <font color=#000>I</font>onia woke up with half a desert in her mouth, coughin’ and wheezin’ with the dumbest expression on her face. <font color=#000>F</font>elt to her like she’d eaten one too many overripe berries the night before in the meadow... now where the heck had she ended up? <font color=#000>W</font>ith her head spinning circles and her eyesight not yet adjusted to the dizziness, the blue mare smacked her lips and named off what she recognized: <i>brown rocks, some yellow rocks, more red sand, and one willow tree</i>. <font color=#000>N</font>ope, Ionia was definitely not in the meadow anymore. <font color=#000>L</font>ooked to her like she was flat as a rug right in the middle of Pangea.<br><br><font color=#000>“<font color=#065b98>H</font>uh.”</font> <font color=#000>S</font>he laughed at first, still a little loopy. <font color=#000>T</font>hen she thought about it a bit more, and the smile on her face from moments before vanished. <font color=#000>“<font color=#065b98>O</font>h <i>shit</i>.”</font> <font color=#000>B</font>lue lips frowning, she thought: not <i>Pangea</i>. <font color=#000>J</font>ust how had that happened?! <font color=#000>M</font>uch as she could remember, Ionia must’ve gone and got sideways with that group of rabble rousers last night; consequently she’d ended up far off track from where she’d meant to go, which was <i>south</i> towards the River! <font color=#000>A</font>t that very moment a rattlin’ sound from behind made Ionia roll over and turn her head; not too far off in the sand was a mighty <u>strange</u> lookin’ animal with the large body of a spider, the tail of a snake, and the pincers of a scorpion just picking’ away at the tittynopes of a dead ghost fish.<br><br><font color=#000>“<font color=#065b98>E</font>ww - you’re a Gahdern Hellspawn.”</font> <font color=#000>P</font>artially-drunk Ionia huffed, and the Gahdern Hellspawn took offense to that, scuttling closer to take a nip at her, so Ionia opened her mouth and <i>yawned</i> a particularly spicy blast of fire over the alien arthropod, burnin’ it to a crisp.<br><br><font color=#000>“<font color=#065b98>C</font>ouldn’t stand the <i>heat</i>, eh?”</font> <font color=#000>D</font>izzy-the-drunk-walker stood up and shook the sand off her ombre coat, gigglin’ at the blackened creature. <font color=#000>Q</font>uaking, the sand turned into little mini whirlpools and out popped three more Gahdern Hellspawn, which was a surefire signal that it was time to hightail it outta there! <font color=#000>R</font>emember folks: if <i>Gahdern</i> live there, then there ain’t no holy savior to save ya!</div></center>
Powerplay: Yes! | Injuries: Will bite back >:)