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Post by Mad Nysa on Aug 5, 2012 22:00:42 GMT -5
A figure softly hummed a sweet melody, lazing under a large willow tree. Dark Green locks rocked with each soft breeze, dancing with the hum. A brown coat glistened, soaking in the sun. Her left eye was a dark blue, seeming to swirl like water. Her right was a light green, seeming to represent the land around her. A dark green upside down triangle bisected horizontal rests at her rump. Flowers and grass grew around her laying figure. A grin spread over her maw and her ears titled to the tree as if it was saying something. Actually, to Damia, he was talking. Her abilities related to the Toka gave her the gift to talk to life. Why do you hide your true form?Whispered a soft graceful voice a male and female voice mixed. As the willow tree spoke, her form flashed. Her dark green mane and tail turned into dark blades of grass. Her brown coat transformed into a body of rich soil. Her left eye turned into water that threatened to pool out of her socket, and the right a patch of light green land. Her marking glowed a green. With one blink of the eye, it was gone. "You know exactly why." She chuckled. "It's best I keep in this easier form." Damia sighed, wind chimes clinging at the same time. She hummed a different tune, playing with a flower. It grew and shrank, taking up various patterns. After she lost interest in the flower, she took to summoning a cluster of dandelions close to her head and softly blowing them out. Damia was a pure soul and acted like their wasn't a problem in the world, but she knew that it wouldn't be all fun and games soon. Hades was prowling, using his favorite minion to do his deeds. Hannibal, the minion was called was gathering up an army to set upon Isola Dei Dei. Hades, A.K.A the Devil knew if he took control of the island he could take control of the Earth, and she was sent to stop it. She needed a army of her own, but it would be harder then expected. The innocent were hiding or beaten down, losing all spirit. After she had gathered an army, she would stop Hades. She couldn't vanquish evil. For evil would be vanquished, always someone that had a dark heart, and good could not be stopped for they would never lose hope. It was a never ending battle. Who was Damia exactly? She is the daughter of Gaia,the goddess of the Earth. She was the guardian. The protector. Yet here she was playing with flowers. You might as well have now fun if you're never gonna have it again. It would be nice to see someone, but most would keep their distance afraid of what could happen. The Toka, who her powers were based on had seemingly died out or disappeared. The Zuden and the Devil were taking over, the innocents dying out. It would be nice to have some company, but wanting something wasn't going to get anything here, it was doing. So Damia just sat there, humming and blowing dandelions.
Ooc:Just a open thread mainly to test out Damia. Feel free to join.
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Post by big daddy lizzeh. on Aug 6, 2012 0:36:17 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,392,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true] | [bg=#0C0C0C]He had known the Earth Mother before most others had, before the elemental horses of Isola dubbed the Toka had taken powers of hers for their use. Even now, as he wandered away from Terra Scure, where he had originally landed as he fell from Heaven, he could feel her, as he had a connection with the Mother like her children would never have. The stallion moved silently through the trees, listening to the faint breeze ruffle the green leaves above. It was a soothing melody, something Tyrael hadn't experienced in many years.
Wings swayed mysteriously at his sides as he moved, dark ears dancing forward as he heard the faint hum of a horse. Brilliant glowing eyes looked toward where he assumed the sound was coming from, and moved cautiously. Whatever was creating the beautiful music that graced his ears could be frightened by his sudden manifestation. The angel horse appeared upon the scene, noting how this young mare was lying near the trees, playing with a particular flower. Glowing pools of blue watched for mere moments, enthralled by her magic, until his senses drove him back to reality, and he snorted.
Hooves moved him within a few yards of her, and he lowered his head. Despite the Earth Mother hiding this particular horse from view, angels knew of things created anywhere upon the Earth, even if a goddess had hidden her. |
[/font] So, young one, your mother finally allowed you to wander away from your tree protectors, has she?[/font] The angel's ears tilted forward even more,
There is nothing to fear from me, my dear. I am a friend more than a foe.[/font] { tyrael{ and tyrael has imposed upon your thread!
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Post by Mad Nysa on Aug 6, 2012 9:06:01 GMT -5
Damia felt through the ground a heavenly presence near. She wasn't surprised, many beings resided here. She continued her soft hum until a voice rang in her ears. She looked up, blue and green eyes gazing at him. An angel. The willow whispered, extending it's hanging leaves toward him. A banished angel. She smiled at the angel's words. "Indeed, for the Devil is on the prowl." Her voice sang even sweeter then the hum. "A friend you are. Banished for trying to save us." She stated it like a fact instead of a question. The trees knew much, giving her a friend to talk to or a battle companion. You need him in your forces. The Willow murmured, taking an interest in the angel. "May I ask what did name did the heavens give you? The Earth Mother gave me the name Damia." She sang again. Damia, the goddess of the forces of nature. Suddenly, the life around her began in a song, almost noticeable to normal horses. You couldn't hear it, but you could feel it. The song slowly ceased. "Sorry for the interruption." She mentioned, looking down at a blue flower. Damia waited until he spoke, focusing on the blue flower by her head.
OOc: Not as long as the last post. xD Hope you like it!
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Post by big daddy lizzeh. on Aug 11, 2012 15:05:13 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,392,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true] | [bg=#0C0C0C]Her tree protector was more than likely aware of his presence before the mare herself was. Ghostly wings twisted through the air, the brilliant strands shimmering as sunlight filtered through them. Glowing eyes watched Damia, his head pulling toward his broad chest as he stood away from her. |
[/font] The Heavens gave me no name, I gave myself the name of Tyrael, long before I became an angel and sat with the High Council.[/font] Speaking of the ruling council of angels caused the stallion's ears to tilt back slightly. They believed the small island of Isola wasn't worth saving, but Tyrael saw something on this island worth saving. All the innocent horses, the ones who truly deserved to live away from the devil's shadow. And here he was, the protector of the innocent, cast down to live a near mortal life with the denizens.
His anger pushed aside, Tyrael looked to Damia once again, aware of the powers the daughter of the Earth Mother had. As she focused upon the blue flower, the black stallion tilted his head slightly. It had always fascinated the horse how some creatures could communicate with certain elements, could bend it to their will. Tyrael never had such a power, he only had a say on happened to poor spirits.[/font] What does your mother have planned for you, Damia, if she allowed you to wander away from your protective home?[/font] { tyrael{ blech, terrible post.
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Mystery!!!Rwar<3
