Post by racechick on Oct 18, 2010 11:14:08 GMT -6
Sigaf
Milky stag trotted into the meadow, it's emerald stands swaying at the light spring breeze furred the tall stalks. A lake was nestled near the center, it's light current swirling the last of the winter leaves in circles across it's turquoise surface. The cow continued to move, his heavily muscled mass bouncing gracefully. Arching his pasty boa, the stud's black tipped muzzle tucked to his broad chest, and ebony creased auds angled forward. There were no noises, well none that you would expect a thriving herd to have. A smile curled onto his velvet muzzle, his charcoal pools glistening. He bodice halted, fore columns parting with the earth to slice the sky. "I, Sigaf, claim this land!" He vociferared, snorting as he landed on the earth.
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Land Name;;; Crown Victorian
Description;;; The meadow is a jade green garden, purple, white, yellow, and pastel pink flowers disarray the endless emerald band. Bushes are the most common form of protection from the elements, but a thick layer of heavy oaks, pines, and firs line the northern outskirt of the terra.
Victor{King};;; Sigaf
Victorian{Queen};;; None
Peasants{Herd Members};;; Adiva, Crash, Nightingale, Juliet,
Heirs{Foals};;; Pandora, Diablo,