| Mahnon Pah'llock |
| You are lost. Somehow you managed to stray from the path, and have been unable to locate it again. In all your wanderings here at the Crossroads, it really is a wonder that you haven't lost your way before. You vow you stick to the paths from now on if ever you find your way back. You pause and take in your surroundings, hoping to see something that will at least give you a direction to walk in. Moss is supposed to grow on the North side of trees, right? Or was it the East? Confused and frustrated, you lean against a large black boulder and take a break, trying to think of what you should do. Where is Adlana when you need her help, anyway? As you are thinking, you become aware that something is watching you. You look around and see a graceful equine bounding through the trees as if it hadn't a care in the world. It looks over at you from time to time, but doesn't say anything. You take a few steps forward and call out to get its attention. The equine stops in its tracks and comes closer. It looks very much like a horse, but has long horns on the back of its head. |
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| "Hullo there. Little lost, are we?" The equine says in a male voice and chuckles. "Well, yes," you answer, trying not to seem too embarrassed. "Happens all the time round here. Let me walk you back to the path," the equine says and trots away. You quickly run to catch up. "Thanks very much," you say as you trot alongside him. "No problem. I was on my way back to the meadow anyway. Just came from visiting out of realm, you know. I'm Weyemai'resunda, by the way," he explains cheerfully. "What species are you, if you don't mind me asking," you say curiously. "A Mahnon Pah'llock. Haven't met any others, eh?" "I think I would remember. Are all of them as energetic as you?" He laughs. "I've always been like this since I was a little foal. All Pah'llocks have their own personalities, just like you people." He pauses a second for you to catch your breath, his tail swishing impatiently as if it is a challenge for him to stay still for so long. He smiles and turns his head toward a line of flowering bushes. "Take a left up there and continue until you reach the signposts. You can't miss it. I'd go all the way with you, but I have to be getting back to the meadow, you know." "Thanks so much! Hope to see you again someday," you call as you go in the direction he indicated. Weyemai nods and watches as you go, making sure that you find the path. When you are well on your way, he turns and disappears into the forest as swiftly as he came. |
| Name: Weyemai'resunda Meaning: Hidden Secret Species: Mahnon Pah'llock Gender: Male Parents: Zimi's'tai & Tarben'anu Mate: Cavyll Clan: Clan of the Dancing Winds (lead stallion) Tribes: Air, Dance From: Tir'na'bainne'gile'lair |