Alarik's ears rang. The blast had knocked him off his feet and into the arena below. Somehow he managed to hit his head on the way down. He opened his eyes, scowling as the light shone into them. Soon the stallion realized what had happened. His vision blurry as the dust started to clear but he could see the dark shapes of the chaos around him. He sat up quickly and saw the small gash on his head, right threw his eyebrow.
“Well that’s gonna scar” he said harshly under his breath.
A strong female voice barked out and a force field soon formed around the few horses that had fell with Alarik. Glancing up at her, he saw that she was of high stature, probably Chevalier.
Alarik looked around the ground. Something glinted in the sand of the crucible. He kicked up the sand and found a pit fighters sword.
He sighed a little “Well it’s better than nothing” Picking it up in his mouth and joined along side the boisterous mare that had call for their safety and protection. He glanced at her and nodded. Quickly looking around the Pit he saw the destruction she had fallen into. Alarik hated the crucible with every bit of his body. But he put on a brave face for the few fellow merchants who had made him tag along. He knew no one could know his secret about it. But yet again he didn't want the Pit to be gone like this. For what he knew there could be horses stuck under the rubble. Or worse. DEAD. He stood waiting his orders.
7AP + 5FVR + 10CS
(dk If you get AP for a bonus, Ill change if not)
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Awe yiss, all characters must have that fabulous eyebrow scar.
Ya know what I'm sayin'.
This is amazing! I love how the blood was drawn!
Also, I'm obsessed with that dirt. It's beautifully textured and painted and
I want to roll in it. <3
Trust me, that dirt almost killed me XD
I didn't know what I was doing with it
//Rolls you in dirt//
Now we have a dirty quacking wolf