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Ill tidings
Private Ultima 
Bates
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#5

It wasn't his intention to follow this call to Ultima, he didn't care much for...anyone, even if it was a fellow Riftian. The only reason he came was because he needed the information. Bates would not share anything with them because he didn't care if they knew of these Helovians or not. With well placed steps the man silently entered the cave and made his way to a flat rock, the stallion laid down almost like a cat. His long white mane and tail draping all around him and hanging off the rock.

With ears folded halfway back and all four eyes half closed, Bates listened, using a front leg to push his glasses up. It seemed everyone here knew jack shit, it was rather disappointing. Bates yawned, his ripped mouth opening wide like a aligators revealing sharp teeth, his snake-like tongue stretching out long.

This little pow wow seemed incredibly disappointing as of now. Bates was thinking of leaving when a white and teal mare began speaking. Certainly she herself hadn't caught his attention, her words did. Anger boiled in his chest. All four lilac eyes were open now and they were alive with annoyance. An angry unholy screech erupted from his throat and bounced around the cave walls.

"It seems" he snarled "that one of our own has gone soft for these vermin."  Bates stood up now, towering to his full height and stepping towards the mare his sharp teeth in full view. "I think we all know Rifitians are greatly known as being strong...ruthless, we are to be feared. Yet you" Bates hissed "have seemed to go soft" he spat. Now looking to the others he says "whose to say they haven't already gotten to us....these vermin made her soft. Maybe they play weak but plan to take over the Rift and kill us...lets not forget what they did to our gods!"


I love you RoofTop! D: no hard feelings Bates is just a dick <3
@Moä Te


Messages In This Thread
Ill tidings - by Ilunga - 07-16-2017, 09:44 PM
RE: Ill tidings - by Kahli - 07-21-2017, 12:06 AM
RE: Ill tidings - by Raistlyn - 07-21-2017, 12:58 AM
RE: Ill tidings - by Moä Te - 07-21-2017, 02:36 AM
RE: Ill tidings - by Bates - 07-21-2017, 03:34 AM
RE: Ill tidings - by Anai - 07-21-2017, 09:12 PM