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Demons & Damsels
Open Kingdom of Halyven 
Misael
Currently championing:
#4

He felt like he had been in this place before. Many times. Too many. He had always been so strong, so resilient to the fatigues of the darkening world, but it seemed his strength was slipping from his hooves and it threw his mind in absolute tantrum. Misael knew this was a temporary backstep, but it overwhelmed him when he was in weakest of moments.

His body begged him to sleep, allow his striped lids to close and offer his massive structure the rest that had gone far past mere need. He finally let his head fall to the side and tried to let the comfort and safety of sleep overcome his wild thoughts that came with the blackness of night. His ass stung, the grains of dirt carried by the soft breeze stabbing him with every drift. How come he had to get himself into this mess the moment he arrived to a new realm? Jesus Misael, where is your brain?

His name floated into his ears and he wasn’t quite sure if it was him loosing his own mind or if it was truly within this reality. He shifted his head with a grimace, his vision starting to blur at the edges and found his attention arriving on the man he committed his loyalty only hours before. He hated for the dragon man to see him in such a state of weakness and agony, but when he offered for help, Misael knew he must take anything he can get to ease the pain and chance of infection.

Struggling to rise to his pillars, the man swayed when he finally managed to gather his composure and stand before the stallion, Misael had yet to do anything to prove his worth and the dragon already offered aid. He was grateful but knew in due time, Mis wanted to prove his worth and more. "Eeeugh yes, any help I would be grateful for." He said as he dipped his head with another pang of pain. "Ran straight through the portal and it appears it bites back even when it stole away my magic and companion." Shaking his head, he let the face of Laz fade away in his head as he turned his attention to the scaled stallion.



Misael

@Roscorro im so so sorry for the lateness I figured we could just use a little liquid time


Messages In This Thread
Demons & Damsels - by Misael - 06-27-2018, 01:54 AM
RE: Demons & Damsels - by Roscorro - 06-27-2018, 03:32 AM
RE: Demons & Damsels - by Neowulf - 08-10-2018, 07:08 AM
RE: Demons & Damsels - by Misael - 08-11-2018, 07:07 PM
RE: Demons & Damsels - by Roscorro - 09-07-2018, 11:53 PM