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Tired and suffering, you enter paradise just as dawn streaks across the sky. A gentle zephyr sweeps through the lands, and the equines of the herds lazily raise their heads and look to the sky. The tranquility of it all soothes your burned soul and bathes your harrassed spirit. The crystaline waters of the ocean lap at your ankles, saporous amounts of sea grass whispering their secrets to the passing wind. The urge to remain content forever overwhelms you.. alas, auds perk at the sound of approaching hooves. A muscular, sturdy stallion of cinereal stain halts infront of you, coal oracles pierce your frame with an objective view. "I am Kahn. Ruler of the cruel." The low, rumbling hiss of forced voacls assault your ears, and you feel yourself growing rather submissive infront of the largely intimidating stallion. "You have tresspassed upon lands ravaged from war. You now have to make the choice of a lifetime. Join my band of tyrants, prove your worth, and you shall be rewarded." That said, Kahn disappears as quickly as he came, and in his place stands a marbled behemoth, just as sternly built, but with an air of gentile about him. "Welcome." Etheral threds of speech pass freely, the low baritone of his voice soothing. "I am Corinth. Ruler of the merciful. You are welcome to reside in my lands, if you so wish.." Short and sweet, as was his style, Corinth slowly turns, ambling off into the seas current...






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