06-21-2019, 07:54 AM
Dario
The green tinted stag was now full grown, last seen as a young boy. He often wonders where his twin had went off to, but it was better for beqanna that Drax has vanished. Father was no longer king of Ischia, but it still the kingdom lands always seemed like home, even if Tephra was the kingdom now.
He slowly strolls through the kingdom, the smell of war still lingers, the scenery is burnt and theres even blood splashed on the trees. He wonders if father was apart of the war, why it started and how it ended. Though surely he would find the answers in his stay.
He scans the horizon for another equine, he could hear the murmurs of others but none in sight. He continues to travel deeper into the kingdom, perhaps he inherited his fathers boldness, but he was never one to let his fate fall in the hands of another.
Don't Lose Your Fire