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working on a jailbreak.
RP Wanted The Portal 
Winry
Currently championing:
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WINRY
Don't go to the Portal, Winry.

Mother's words rattle around her pretty skull, weighing heavily on her conscience. She ignores the gentle, lulling voice of her dam in favor of pressing onward. Her skin prickles as she walks, anxiety curling around her stomach and twisting her guts into thick knots. What am I doing here? she asks herself, knowing the answer will not come. She can feel the rapid pace of her heart beating against her ribs, like a frantic animal trapped in a cage. A pair of eyes, glowing and insidious, blink out at her from the murky shadows. 'Don't look, don't look,' she urges herself, keeping her eyes fixed firmly on the trail ahead of her. A distant snap of twigs, the wet sound of teeth in flesh, comes somewhere from her right. Her heart is flung into overdrive, yet her limbs do not move any faster. The fear is almost enough to paralyze her, sending a visible shiver down her spine and quaking her delicate body.

She knows the dangers of the Rift. After all, she has called it home all her life. Still, nothing could have prepared her for the creeping feeling of dread that settles over her like a wet wool blanket, heavy and smothering. The energy of this place fills her veins with ice, leaving her bones feeling numb to the marrow. A deep breath in, a shuddering breath out. One hoof in front of the other. Don't go to the Portal, the words rattle around again in her brain. She knows she shouldn't be here - knows that if mother ever finds out, she will not be forgiven. No cure is worth losing you. 'But mother,' she thinks, ignoring the scrape of claws against a branch high above, 'I cannot lose you. Chester cannot lose you. I must keep going.' So she does - her joints ache with a deep fatigue, but she presses onward, unsure of her exact destination.

the dragonmaid
native riftian
image || coding



Magic:
- Offensive/Defensive: ability to manipulate branches and vines, using them to defend herself or cause harm to others.

Normal items:
- 3 gold clasps to hold her mane
- 3 gold stud earrings on left ear, 2 on right
- Thin decorative gold chain on base of tail
- A set of gold bangles around her left hind fetlock.
- A wooden deer antler crown with preserved flowers

No other enchantments, requests, Rift-god items, etc.


Messages In This Thread
working on a jailbreak. - by Winry - 07-26-2017, 07:29 PM
RE: working on a jailbreak. - by Casca - 07-27-2017, 07:03 AM
RE: working on a jailbreak. - by Rift Presence - 07-29-2017, 01:50 PM
RE: working on a jailbreak. - by Winry - 07-30-2017, 02:13 AM