it's been a long time coming; #teamromek

[demian]

<link href='http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Fredericka+the+Great|Raleway' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'><link href='http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Milonga' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'><style>#taz1:first-letter { padding: 4px; font-size: 20px; line-height: 15px; font-style: italic; margin: 3 4 1 0; color: #e6211e; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: 'Milonga', cursive; float: left; display: block; }</style><center><div style="width: 450px; padding: 0px; background-color: #1f1f1f;"> <img src="https://66.media.tumblr.com/2938220ea172c4fb10cee2f128633205/tumblr_o4oeownN5E1v9uuszo4_540.jpg"  width="450" height="333";"><div style="width: 420px; padding: 15px; font-family: 'Fredericka the Great', cursive; font-size: 23px; color: #e6211e; text-align: center; border-top: 2px dotted #e6211e; border-bottom: 2px dotted #e6211e;text-transform: uppercase;"> " I'll never lose sight , " </div><div style="width: 370px; padding: 10px; font-family: times; font-size: 12.5px; color: #575757; text-align: justify;"> <div id="taz1">He is walking beside Romek as the Stallion leads them towards the mountain. His heart is pounding, his head spinning. It's as though the closer they get the more of a pull he feels on his body. It is even worse when they step onto the mountain and begin to move up towards the center point that he groans, the feeling of wings sprouting from his shoulders almost excruciating and yet he pushes through it, having been through much much worse when the fire was once birthed within his soul.<br><BR><div id="taz1">It is now he walks in silence, until finally the rest come to a stop and for a while he stands there not yet ready to speak until finally he turns his head to Romek. <b>"You are our leader. You are the strength. You should be the one to call to her first,"</b> he is referring to the Goddess, to her fairies, to all of Beqanna. Romek had done most of the work and so he was the most deserving to be called their leader and to be the one to interact with the Faeries and Beqanna herself on this matter. <b>"If you need my input once she is here, just ask."</b><br><BR><div id="taz1">He smiles then, reassuringly as he nods in the direction of the small open meadow infront of them. Demian had always been the type to encourage and to believe most in those who either were obvious in their abilities to be great leaders or completely the opposite and he loved seeing those who deserved their hardwork recognized able to take those steps into gaining the rewards they worked so hard for. So moments like these were the moments he lived for. <br><br>ooc: <font color=bbbbbb>Hello! We as a team are here to claim a land! </font>Romek is the leader of our team, demian is just posting first! <BR><br>here are my points: <a href="http://beqanna.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=11082">click here</a> and here is the overall point tracker for our team: <a href="http://beqanna.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=11097">click here</a>; also overall as a team if we are allowed to pick a mist, we would prefer silver mist but realize we may not get a choice at all and that's perfectly okay! </div></div></div></div></div><div style="width: 434px; height: 15px; padding: 8px; background-color: #e6211e; font-family: 'times', times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: #E5E5E5; text-align: center; line-height: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: 2px;"> DEMIAN ( carnage x adalind )</div></div></center>

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