The king rode through the rain, the pitter patter sounding throughout his warmen's ears. It is time for war. The journey will take at least 10 weeks, but the king practically carried his whole castle with him. ' Alright men! ' ' The king said when it was turning dawn. it made and eerie blue glow descend on them, as the horses swiveled into a clump of trees, they were outside the kingdom now. Rain drops fell on the king and his armada. ' ' we camp here for the night. ' ' The king simply said, going towards the packhorses. He unloaded a wrap of green cloth, and tossed it to one of his men. ' ' Make a tent. ' ' The man groaned. It was going to be a long night.
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' ' Hah... the fool of a king, this is exactly the reason i should be king.. ' ' The advisor hissed as he walked on the patrol, his green slithery tongue tasted the air. ' ' Ah, is that Hilkashi I smell? ' ' The advisor slithered on in the oddly green grass, dissapearing into a canopy of orange trees, staring intently at a pool of water. ' ' Oh, hello again. ' ' The voice, layered with musical sounds seemed to come from the water, not like the advisors raspy voice. A black slippery snout appeared, with a dino like head, blue scales that shifted grey under it's face, two blue attene on the top of its head that slowly faded into black.
' ' Before you say a thing, I know where the forest witch girl is, and her mother.. ' '
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' ' I MADE IT, I REALLY DID! ' ' Said the little moon elf girl, a white wolf standing dignified beside her, fur gently messy somehow. The wolf padded out front into the green forest, trees like gnarled fingers, messily cramped with mushrooms and creatures, as they walked through, they saw a green scaled land turtle, a pink shell that sprouted a weird looking flower as the turtle strained it's neck. They trudged on, you probably guessed who this is. Makie, of course, never knew war was brewing, it would take EXACTLY ten weeks to get to the heart of Argatha.. And Makie was about to get caught in the middle..
(Okay, next chapter is going to be a long one about war, and possibly orgins.)