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Graveyard Pass

A desolate pass flanked on both sides by a sheer cliff leads you to the home of this herd. While the surroundings are grim, there is plenty of grass and a small stream.

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Lead Stallion:
Lead Mare:
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Subject Author Date
Agricultural Simulator 2013 Cd Key.rarvandakamm19:16:31 01/26/14 Sun
¦quiet¦Death & Destruction09:16:08 04/09/03 Wed
::enters::Noche18:43:27 01/21/03 Tue
  • ::hears:: -- Mercury Rising, 18:31:56 01/22/03 Wed
    • ::nods:: -- Noche, 15:30:28 01/25/03 Sat
did Risk ever die? what about mecury? the old gang? I see Black Death, always liked him, but whatever happened to Risk? (NT)a player17:18:43 01/20/03 Mon
*ingress 'pon home turf*Ameera16:25:36 09/05/02 Thu
*Watches*Tempest14:06:51 07/08/02 Mon
The ebony stallions snorts, pawing the ground restlessly, and tosses his head. He looks about him, restless, and then whickers for Cobweb, wondering where she was. (NT)Black Death08:09:35 08/22/02 Thu
*Risk searched for Death, and finding him with Cobweb, he calls out to him "Death?"....[inside Death]Risk06:37:10 07/03/02 Wed
*shrill whicker emitted*Ameera06:42:13 07/05/02 Fri
::mare glances about terra and at all the equines within the pass. When exactly did this feeling of old set in? She detested it. Ears flutter a notch as she catches Cobweb's words. Not saying anything, she lowers greying muzzle and crops at turf:: (NT)Mercury06:47:34 07/10/02 Wed
walks over the the stream..gangsta09:47:56 07/02/02 Tue
Where's Mecury? (NT)Risk06:22:44 07/03/02 Wed
*Bay filly steps lightly into the tt, suddenly nervous at being around a large number of horses she hesitates* (NT)Tempting Deceit13:50:57 06/19/02 Wed
Mare, odd markings standing out against the dark background of the walls of the pass, snorts. Her eyes follow the strangers with a bit of distrust, but only because she has not met either before. She draws from Black Death's strong calm, though, and relaxes a bit. He would let none with ill-intentions wear out their welcome. Instead, while he guards over the pass, she can't help but notice how regal he appears... She smiles softly to herself, knowing he cannot notice, then drops her head to snatch an idle mouthful of grass. (OOC inside)Cobweb00:22:32 06/30/02 Sun
*Small, muscular red steed wanders around, then bumbs into a small tree. Jumping backwards, stallion stumbles over a boulder and falls to his knees. Rising, he stands tall, embarrassed because of his failure. He knows of his failing health, yet he won't allow himself to believe that he is getting........old. The word sends a shiver down his spine. He now even hates quenching his thirst, except for late at night when there is no reflection. In the shimmering water that he knows does not lie he sees the once firey red coat now dull and lifeless, his once muscular, sturdy, well formed body now skinny and delicate. Risk lowers his head to graze, so he will not have to try to find his way around any longer, yet his nose only finds rocks and sand. Lowering his aching body to the ground, Risk settles down for a nap, oblivious to the sharp rocks he has layed amongst*Risk13:17:53 06/07/02 Fri
::very young stallion shakes mane and lies down, not knowing what to do with himself:: (NT)Destruction13:43:42 06/02/02 Sun
The ebony stallion thunders in, optics showing determination, yet a sort of hesitancy. Was he making the right move? He pauses at the borders of the territory, telling himself he only wanted a look around again, but truly trying the muster up the courage from inside of him. His orbs lock on Cobweb, and unthinkingly his legs move him towards her. He stops before her, breathless as usual at the stunning mare before him, and opens his mouth to speak. (NT)Black Death09:59:00 04/28/02 Sun
He watches Black Death and Cobweb for a while, then turns and walks away.>>gangsta17:12:13 05/20/02 Mon
::growing slate-grey colt sighs, quiet atmosphere chilling his soul:: (NT)Destruction16:16:48 05/09/02 Thu
The stallion walks quietly in. He looks on at Cobweb and Death, but politely waits for them to finish before fully revealing himself... (NT)Gangsta16:49:18 05/03/02 Fri
::colts peers about, wondering where his companion has gone. Orbs flicker towards black stallion and eerie colored mare:: (NT)Destruction13:53:27 04/28/02 Sun
The young mare enters, then casually drops her head and begins to graze, as though she'd intended to do that for the remainder of the day... (NT)Cobweb14:26:23 04/25/02 Thu
"Death?"Eve12:03:35 03/20/02 Wed
†Return†Mercury + Ameera04:23:57 03/17/02 Sun
She charges back in with ears pinned. She probably shouldn't have left, but after hearing Othello's promising outlook on Gangsta's situation, her frustration with a greater situation returned. The royalty, of whom she longed to adore as she felt royalty ought to be, had been quarrelsome. Quarrels were for enemies, but one should have nothing against their own flesh and blood. She could not understand that, nor did she want to. It irked her, though, that they who she was supposed to look up to could act in such a manner that she felt so negative about. >>>Cobweb20:10:51 02/24/02 Sun
*The dark horse paces, snorting with almost every step. A shallow rut begins to for where he has been walking.* (NT)Untamed Night04:31:18 02/08/02 Fri
"Well?"Dusk13:18:16 02/06/02 Wed
Dozes off for a few moments....gangsta13:58:25 02/07/02 Thu
*Black stallion exits in the direction of the challenges.* (NT)The Shadow14:12:04 02/02/02 Sat
~Late~Othello13:57:59 01/28/02 Mon
[OOC: i had way too much to do to be able to get on here in the last week or so, my apologies for any confusion, i will try and be more active. thanks a lot] *red stallion enter, looking aroung at Gangsta, Death, Cobweb, Mecury. His eyes linger long on Dusk, then he approaches Othello "How does he look?" *Risk10:58:16 02/02/02 Sat
ragged breathing, quickened heart....gangsta22:18:20 01/25/02 Fri
*The two blacks watch as Othello enters and then treats Gangsta.* (NT)The Shadow and Untamed Night04:38:43 01/30/02 Wed
The black stallion gallops in, eyes full of emotions that he can hardly hold back: anger, denial, hatred, disappointment, fear, sorrow...all blended into one stare, peircing, striking each to the soul. He speaks in a voice, filled with all the same. "Othello is not at the Scarplands, and where he is, I do not know. I only know this...trust can be broken, and it just has been...Fire...our own king...he just killed his daughter..." He searches the mass of horses, seeking out Dusk, rushing to him, placing a muzzle comfortingly on his shoulder. "I'm sorry..." He whispers, then glances around. "Where is Eve...she will be beside herself..." (NT)Black Death13:58:17 01/20/02 Sun
*Black stallion enters.* (NT)The Shadow17:20:13 01/19/02 Sat
He lopes in, ears on alert for the filly he saw so clearly in his mind, but not in his eyes. He travels slowly along the edge of the dark shadows, stumbling on rocks and unseen objects. He slows to a walk when he senses Cobweb in front of him. I was gone to find a tt, and it turned out to be Black Death's ancestors tt. I had no idea.....I withdrew the challenge, and can only hope that I haven't hurt Death... He lowers his head, his blind eyes in sorrow. (NT)Gangsta18:13:05 01/14/02 Mon
:::Ebon Friesian with a long wavy mane enters the territory, looking for her stud:: (NT)Mercury12:05:14 01/12/02 Sat
*Risk sighs and wanders around the tt, thinking about the confusing events of the last months. He had been wrong about so many horses, so many things. . . *Risk18:21:02 01/12/02 Sat
*He watches the others' return and waits to hear the news of the lastest challenge against his father.* (NT)Untamed Night08:36:04 01/13/02 Sun
Oddly striking mare stands still, much as she'd been doing lately through all this battle, her dark eyes glowering with intolerance. She felt respect for one another was the bond that held they, the Darks, together, for the Darks were of one kind, though each unique in himself. They were not here to squabble with one another; frustrations were to be taken out on the Lights, but only with a certain respect the Darks were to have with the Lights. She herself loved a good fight, but not unneccessary and not unjust... So instead, rather than add further to the conflict, she had exiled herself into silence, awaiting the uneasy calm she knew was to eventually come... (NT)Cobweb18:02:09 01/08/02 Tue
*The young stallion wanders aimlessly around the territory.* (NT)Untamed Night08:32:33 01/08/02 Tue
mahogany eyes blankly take in nothing, nostrils decended take in everything, hiding away in the dense shadows..... (NT)gangsta17:01:45 01/07/02 Mon
*The black stallion rises and shakes the dirt from his coat. He pricks his ears foward and listens.*Where is everyone? (NT)The Shadow10:58:14 01/03/02 Thu
Sunglasses? Anyone?Woc Man21:33:03 01/02/02 Wed
*The Shadow shakes his head, hoping that the arguing is over. He walks into some thick brush and lies down.* (NT)The Shadow14:44:11 12/29/01 Sat
*chesnut stallion rears and stamps his hoof. He fidgets and walks a circle, watching his mate and daughter. He whinnies to no one, and looks to the injured *Death*, then to the *Shadow*. He stops and grazes for a few minutes, tearing up the lush grass with his strong teeth, then he picks his head up and looks out into the distannce*Risk12:27:43 12/29/01 Sat
::colt squeals, not knowing what is going on:: he stamps a hoof into the dirt, ears pinned, as he hates fighting. fighting is what destroyed his mother.:: (NT)Death & Destruction06:50:27 12/29/01 Sat
*The Shadow enters and stops in front of Risk.*Lead Stallion I have played by your rules and won. All I wish is to be left alone.There was a time when we got along but I guess the most that will happen now is toleration.*He starts to walk deeper into the territory but stops and looks back at Risk.*I will not hold the deal to him if Black Death wishes to return.*The stallion turns and continues on.* (NT)The Shadow06:56:52 12/27/01 Thu
The stallion canters to the edge of the territory, blood dripping down his ebony coat, feirce eyes glowing. He whistles loudly, tone announcing his loss, then turns to find a home. (NT)Black Death13:55:09 12/26/01 Wed
*having watched how the challenge was going, he trots into his home and looks around. He debates talking to UN, but decided against. Earlier he would have gladly, but UN had proved that he was not as Risk had thought him to be*Risk15:53:49 12/25/01 Tue
*The young stallion trots away from the others.* (NT)Untamed Night07:23:53 12/24/01 Mon
*The black stallion canters into the territory. Without looking at anyother horses, he continues on to a wilder part of the land.* (NT)The Shadow04:58:57 12/17/01 Mon
OOC Inside All.Elsinor20:13:19 12/20/01 Thu
:::Ebon mare and steel grey yearling enter:::Mercury Rising + Ameera04:55:56 12/15/01 Sat
Silently, and off to the side, the lone mare stands. While words fade in and out as they carry to her ears, her mind does the same, with trickles of thoughts running where often the banks are nearly overflowed. She knows not what to think- of Gangsta: Where had he gone, why had he, and what was she to do about it? Of Shadow- she hadn't been fond of him, but she hadn't had any reason to dislike him, as she'd never met him personally. All she had to go by was the anger that he might challenge for Risk's TT, and...well, that was but one incident. She felt distanced from the rest of the herd, afraid she was alone on her views of it. Of the conversation between Eve, Risk, and Death- They spoke of her, and of Dusk, she knew, and at that she felt awkward. The queen herself, well...she would always love her son, and she wasn't certain how she might recieve her... >>>Cobweb13:58:37 12/10/01 Mon
....dark colored stallion enters...eyes searching for Death...Eternal Sin18:59:13 12/10/01 Mon
"Death?"Eve18:23:29 12/02/01 Sun
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