Post by Soyjoy on Jul 13, 2009 6:36:44 GMT -5
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- New RPG site
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- Personalizer and Staff spots open
- Lord positions open
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The horses have lived on the island of Palise since the beginning of time; or, at least, since the beginning of time for them. The three herds have gotten along together, sometimes rubbing wrong but never having more than a skirmish. They had a sort of unspoken peace treaty, and when they wandered onto another alliance's land they were treated indifferently. About half a century ago humans came to the picturesque island of Palise, dominating the northern half. The horses first looked upon them with curiousity, but the loud noises the humans made drove them away. For a while they stayed on their respective halves of the island, the humans only staying back because the Southern half was a nature reserve, home to the unique clear-eyed Palise horse. One family built a little too close, and their toddler daughter got trampled and killed. The humans backed off, but they had inadvertently caused a war among the equines. It was slaughter as the innocent island had never known before; blood ran like a river through the Light's valley. The war lasted only a few days, and when it was over less than twenty horses remained. The rare Palise breed had almost gone extinct, taking a nauseating drop from the hundreds that had roamed the island before. They went off to their respective corners, and began to rebuild. The survivors are aging, foals are being born, and new horses are crossing over to the island. They are remaking themselves, with the bloody story to remember.
The horses might forgive, but they will never forget.
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