Pauk meets another tiger kelvic, with the same interesting fur colour.
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Taloba, home to the Myrians, is the thriving core of Falyndar. Inhabited by a fierce and savage tribe where blood sacrifices are normal and a way of life, they are untamed and proud of it. Warlike, and with their numbers growing, the Myrians are set on reclaiming what is rightfully theirs. [Lore]
by Pauk on June 17th, 2012, 6:49 am
"Right." He shifted, too, while still sitting on the bed. It was pure luck that the bed didn't snap under his sudden weight. He still fell of the bed, lazily stretching and getting up. Pauk yawned and looked at Mihai.
"Shall we leave?" He asked, already noticing Mihai's all-to-familiar figure walk out the door. They were incredibly similar in size and colouring, with the exception of the stripes. Stripes were always different. He followed Mihai, possibly hoping to keep up a conversation, and also because of the loud noise is stomach had been making in protest.
He took in everything with his heightened senses: nothing to new or exceptionally exciting. Nothing he had never known before. That didn't matter, he loved it. He loved the Myrians, he loved the city, he loved the jungle. This was no doubt the most importance place he had ever known, ignoring the fact is was the only place. |
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Pauk - Earn your stripes.
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