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[ well, it's been a week and he's still stuck like this. fantastic. and it seems he can't... morph anything with wings. might as well try something else to get that feeling of freedom back then.
so there's a nice-looking white horse emerging from the stables. it looks around, shakes its head and starts trotting across the castle grounds.
stops.
picks up speed.
stops again.
and then trots once more.
before making his way across castle grounds, towards town and the forest surrounding it.
feel free to catch DIS HORSE ANYWHERE. he is friendly. B) ]
so there's a nice-looking white horse emerging from the stables. it looks around, shakes its head and starts trotting across the castle grounds.
stops.
picks up speed.
stops again.
and then trots once more.
before making his way across castle grounds, towards town and the forest surrounding it.
feel free to catch DIS HORSE ANYWHERE. he is friendly. B) ]
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[For the first time since his arrival, Arthas sounds as if he's in real pain, right through his rage. He doesn't give a damn who or what this animal is. He knows, right to his core, that its Invincible -- even if not in heart and soul, in body there was no mistaking. He had spent too much time with his companion not to know.]
This is--...what the hell is this?
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/GOES TO BED AHKSDFLHASD
He can't even move. The pupils of his eyes are, for once, completely shielded by that eerie blue glow.
Arthas wants him gone -- wants him dead. The creature pulls memories from him that were never meant to resurface here.
But he can't kill him--can he?
Of course he couldn't.
But he should.
But he won't.
Unless he does.]
/DOES TOO ASJFKLDKL
instead, Arthas is just... standing there and... staring at him. god what's going on? he's never seen him like this before and he's.... really confused.
there's a moment where he calms enough to keep still and.... lowers his head, letting out a snort experimentally.
god, he's going to die, isn't he ]