maybe a few problems(tweety)

[Renea]

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[atrb=background,http://i1226.photobucket.com/albums/ee403/lindseyrichardson1991/Horse%20RPG/Background_zpseb1cf343.jpg] The northern lands were not a place that the king of the demonic alliance cared to come to, but it was time to meet this divine king, to see what he was all about. He doubted that it was anything worth seeing, being the king of such a pathetic alliance like the divine, the alliance that wanted peace and kindness to rule over the land known as Beless. It was pathetic… You could not rule a whole land and think that peace would always be around, those who thought this would be the ones who died, but today… Was not that day. Even Felix knew a fight would not be won easily today… He did not know his opponent and research was the first thing to get from a win. He would take his time and time was something he had. The black beast moved into the land that he had decided to pick. He did not know if the King roamed outside of the divine alliance and if he came to the nearby roaming lands, but he was sure that he did. Even Felix went around the southern lands, it surrounded his home, it was only natural. He glanced around the old city, the crumbling town looked disgusting, hundreds of years of no maintenance did that. ”I thought the divine knew how to maintain the land around their own… I guess not.” He said in a low tone as he moved towards the center of the town. His eyes, dark brown, moved around the area, looking for the one known as King.

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WC. 261
TAG. laermeluion by tweety
COM. comment goes here
SONG. warrior by disturbed

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[Tweety]

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[atrb=background,http://img228.imageshack.us/img228/5729/laee.png] The time had come to meet the Demonic Alliance's King. Laermeluion had not met the other stud face to face and he felt that it was time. He began heading towards the lands which the one called Felix Hell wandered. Laer had a visual of what the other stallion looked like but wasn't sure if what he had conjured up in his mind was really what the other looked like. He imagined this other being evil looking and demonic, exactly as he was titled. However, he knew something like that would not be realistic. So he headed out of his lands and through the many territories of the Devine lands. However, something came to his attention. Not only did the stench of another stallion burn his nares but something he hoped never to experience in his lands. The Demonic king himself had found his way to the lands of Laermeluion. He followed the scent to the lands of the old city ruins. It was a place that was both beautiful and yet dangerous and ugly at the same time. After many years of the humans leaving, the lands have started to cumble and fall. It was something that was bound to happen but he just hoped it wouldn't have advance as much as they had. However ther was nothing he could do about it. As the grey painted draft made his way through the lands, the scent grew stronger and soon, a voice carried through the wind. "I thought the divine knew how to maintain the land around their own . . I guess not." This angered the painted stud for he could have done nothing with the crumbling stone no matter the case. Laer snorted hard and picked up his pace to travel around the other and come out in front of him. Making it way out and around the other, Laermeluion grew angry, something that did not happen often. He did not like the fact the other stud came in and spoke bad about his lands as he should have known there was nothing he could have done. What about his own disgusting lands. Old nasty hospitals that wreaked of death? That was not something Laer would have been proud of. So he finally made his way out into plain site in front of the ebony stallion, facing him dead on. His harks pricked forward. Laer would not let the other stud have the pleasure of threatening him. He snorted and then spoke, his voice deep, "Yeah, I suppose you take care of those filthy excuses of buildings on your lands? I suppose not." Laer very much disliked the cocky stuck up stud already. He had a feeling this was going to a long day. im talking right now

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OOC: sorry this was horrible

[Renea]

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[atrb=background,http://i1226.photobucket.com/albums/ee403/lindseyrichardson1991/Horse%20RPG/Background_zpseb1cf343.jpg] The beast known as Felix was not as demonic looking at his title proclaimed… No, he looked like a normal frisian and that is was natural for a frisian to look. Black body, black mane, black tail… A normal frisian with a life much different than that of the divine. He was as close to the light lands that he would get, happy that the Northern lands had their own free roaming lands, since it got him close to the light lands. Unfortunately, it went both ways. The southern lands were close to the demonic territory, but it was free roaming in some places and he couldn’t change that. He snorted as he looked around the city and took in a deep breathe. The land of the demonic land was in much better condition. He had managed to fix the hospital of the royal lands, to find the way to make all the homes livable again. This town could be put to great use if someone managed to figure out how to care for it. That scent… The king of the lights were near and he had a feeling he would have to be somewhat polite… Okay, probably not, but it was a wish that the other probably had. He turned towards the wind that blew the disgusting scent towards him and he moved, looking around the city before the painted stallion finally came into view. He was possible a hand taller than Felix, but that wasn’t too bad, Felix didn’t fear a bigger stallion. He did however noticed something about the king of the divine… Mixed blood… Disgusting! He figured the stallion whom rules the divine would be of pure blood, not mixed and disgusting. His parents should have been destroyed for ruining a great breed that gave the stallion his size. It was a sad sight and he had to lay his eyes upon it. There was anger upon the face of the stallion and Felix could not help a small smirk coming to his face. The free lands were luckily neutral lands, even if these were very close to the land of the divine, they were still free roaming and there was no reason for a fight to happen. Not yet anyway. ”Yeah, I suppose you take care of those filthy excuses of buildings on your lands? I suppose not.” Felix Hell tilted his head slightly and looked around for a moment. ”Yes… I do… At least I can walk into my buildings without falling through the floors into hell.” He smiled at the reference for a moment. ”But then again, I rule hell, don’t I?”

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WC. 452
TAG. laermeluion by tweety
COM. king of hell... lol
SONG. warrior by disturbed

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[Tweety]

shall we keep this one going as well?