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King: Bellagio
Queen: None
Lead: None
Loves: None
Heirs and Heiresses: None

Betta Stallion: None
Betta Queen: None
Betta Lead: None
Betta Loves: None
Betta Heirs: None

Gamma Stallion: None
Gamma Queen: None
Gamma Lead:
Gamma Love: None
Gamme Heirs: None
Century Isle
Century Isle is a long strip of beach set off from the east side of the main land by about four hundred yards, but the distance is easilly swam, as the currents here are gentle. Most of Century Isle is a small forest, not at all thick, and almost impossible to get lost in, for all the trails built by other game animals that inhabit this secluded isle. However, on the west side, t here is a huge meadow, filled with green grass, with a small creek running through it, good for quenching one's thirst.

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« Thread Started on Nov 17, 2006, 6:21pm »		[Quote]
((OOC: I'm re-making the claiming post, since I changed my charra.))

The black brujo slipped through the lands, his pillars bunching and stretching, flying over the sod. It seemed his daggers hardly touched the ground. Only the soft thud of his ebon' pistons told that he didn't simply float above the turf.

His tassles whipped softly back in the wind, his delicate maw raised to scent the carbons, nares flared, seeing if he could detect the scent of another, king stag.

He could not. To all appearances, the lands were empty, and had been empty for many a year...His wet, raven hued hide glistened in the sun, glowing a blue black shade, until the sun dipped 'er mighty head beneath the clouds of the air.

Finally, the petite stud slid into a stop, plucking blades of grass from the roots as he gazed out over the terrain, gazing at the sandy beaches. This terrain agreed with him, and he with it.

And so, maw raised to the skies, the brujo reared, daggers slashing out, trumpeting his claiming call. The land was his now, his, and his children after him, and their children after them. Century Isle would be held by Bellagio and his blood until Calixe Island was no more.
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