Arthas
King for just a few days, he has so much planned for Loess already, so many tasks to accomplish. He was a busy body and hard to come by, making so many visits to so many equines. Many of the original equines of Loess left when Arthas took command but that did not matter, he was here to rebuild, they were weak anyway. Equines who could not accept change could not be apart of his kingdom. He remembers Morty, the king who has recently taken over Sylva, rumors are he is an evil man perfect Arthas thinks to himself.
He nears the border of Loess, ready to visit his neighboring Sylva, when it appears the Sylvan king has similar motives. He beats him to the punch, meeting him at his own border. The dapple king nears the black stag with the ugly red ball on his nose, a smirk grows on his maw as he speaks his name It seems youve done good for yourself the neighboring king speaks, King of Loess. It is the first time he has been called by his new title, his sparks fly through his body and his head raises slightly higher, filled with pride to carry the title.
Morty He grins as his name slithers through his teeth I was just coming to visit you, what is it you desire to speak about today? He was hoping it was an alliance, because that is exactly what Arthas wanted to talk about. The two kingdoms were a perfect match for each other, Mortys a little darker than Arthas, but none the less they would make a great alliance. Alas he would bring up dear Lepis, his little present to his neighboring king.
He nears the border of Loess, ready to visit his neighboring Sylva, when it appears the Sylvan king has similar motives. He beats him to the punch, meeting him at his own border. The dapple king nears the black stag with the ugly red ball on his nose, a smirk grows on his maw as he speaks his name It seems youve done good for yourself the neighboring king speaks, King of Loess. It is the first time he has been called by his new title, his sparks fly through his body and his head raises slightly higher, filled with pride to carry the title.
Morty He grins as his name slithers through his teeth I was just coming to visit you, what is it you desire to speak about today? He was hoping it was an alliance, because that is exactly what Arthas wanted to talk about. The two kingdoms were a perfect match for each other, Mortys a little darker than Arthas, but none the less they would make a great alliance. Alas he would bring up dear Lepis, his little present to his neighboring king.
A Product Of Your Despair
@[Mordicum Mortem]