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In Media Res
RP Wanted The Portal 
Currently championing:
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;

The silver shape streaked through the air like an arrow shot from a bow. It sliced right through the heart of the rapidly closing hole in the sky and vanished, leaving only a couple of stray feathers, drifting slowly in the hot, summer sky. For the pursuers, always just two steps behind, it was the bitter end to a bitter chase.

There had been no way to know what was on the other side of the hole. But, given the decision between certain death on one side, or uncertain death on the other, the choice had been obvious.

The first thing that hit Peregrine was the cold. It slammed into her lungs like an icy fist.

The second thing that hit Peregrine was a tree. It slammed into her ribs like a great, big, bloody, pine tree.

There was the sound of angry, incoherent swearing, punctuated by shouts of pain, and a series of noises that could only be described as the sound an equine might make if it were falling down a tree and getting hit in the face by every branch on the way down. Which, coincidentally, was exactly what it was.

Some time and lot of swearing later, the grey and white mare was on her way again with a little spring in her step. She’d been roughed up, shot at, chased through a… thingy, and hit in the face with a tree. But she was still here, still free, and still the best at what she did. Looking down at the sparkling pendant that hung around her neck by a thin string, she wondered, for a moment, whether it had been worth it. It had been quite nice back there and, so far, this place was quite miserable by contrast.

On the other hand, she thought to herself, they’d been asking for it, really. No one could blame me. Well, I suppose they could, but they’d have to catch me first.


Defensive: Ability to teleport between two locations. The further apart the locations are, the more energy it takes and the longer it takes to recover. Short hops take less energy and have a shorter recovery time.

Transformation: Ability to shape shift into a peregrine falcon

Feathers for mane and tail, feathered ear tufts

Normal Items
Thin necklace with assorted beads and pendants hanging off of it.

Enchanted Item
Crystal amulet that glows but doesn't really do anything.

Messages In This Thread
In Media Res - by Peregrine - 07-21-2018, 04:47 AM
RE: In Media Res - by Hertz - 07-22-2018, 01:53 AM
RE: In Media Res - by Rift Presence - 07-22-2018, 09:27 AM
RE: In Media Res - by Peregrine - 07-23-2018, 04:08 AM