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« Thread Started on Dec 7, 2007, 6:29pm » | |
I looked at these lands for the first time a year ago. But now it was mine. He was even trying to nurse a herd now. How it had come to be though? That's an easy question. I had claimed these lands as simple as cropping grass. This is how it happened:
My orbs had scanned the landscape. It had been winter and the middle of a blizzard, but the land here is so rigid that the minutest details will show even in a fog that softens things. Fogs will never soften by heart. It is like the rocks of the land. Before me I saw a bleak landscape. It was fit for nothing and nobody. It was an injustice. I scented nobody so I let out a scream of triumph and claimed it as my own. This is how the Land of the Broken Promises came to be.
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Title:
The Land of the Broken Promises
Description:
In a land of bleak and bare vegetation, only the toughest survive. The terrain is rocky tundra. Steep hills are perilous to climb and dotted with many opportunities that could easily lead to your death. Although, if you reach the top of all the hills in the territory, you will find yourself looking at light scoop of earth where soft, juicy grass grows. This clearing has an ancient white oak looming from the middle that protects the hears from the close close sun in the summer, and in the winter, keeps the cold air subdued.
Hierarchy:
Lead Ghost: Masked Melody
Lead Ghoul:
Ghosts:
Ghouls:
Young Ghosts:
Young Ghouls:
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