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 Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 11:00 am
"I am called Brimstone." It was a good, strong Nightmare name. Hmm. Kalona, a threat? Yes, he could see that. They were a proud breed, much like his own in some ways, and fiercely evil. Yet they were not as wild and unpredictable as the Skinwalkers, whom he could not imagine even attempting to recruit into any kind of army. There might be a couple of Kalona willing to join ranks.
Lord, hmm? Perhaps he indeed had experience in battle on a grand scale. That intrigued Brim. From what land did this 'Lord Soth' come? His kind knew war, knew it well. The fight was in their blood, like fire. It could well be that some of his brethren had fought even in the campaigns this black stallion had led. "Skinwalkers have their own weaknesses..." As did every living creature, himself included.
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Posted: Wed Oct 04, 2006 11:06 am
"If you were to join the army, I would grant you whatever power you saw fit. You could recruit members or kick those out that do not seem to fit.. our goals. If the land becomes ours, we can split it 50/50. I care not for which land I call my own, so you could have first choice of the land you want. I will leave you to think about it. I have.. other things to tend to." Soth nodded towards Brimstone and galloped off. He had to clear some things in his head and wanted to scout the area more. Surely he could find others worthy of joining perhaps what could be the largest herd/army of evil tempered Soquilis?
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