Merry Christmas Eve! If you dont like snippets, read no further. If you do like snippets, here is my stocking stuffer to you from GR6: I must call to my mount so we can all ride. He turned to face the field and spoke in Eltish, using a normal tone. The breeze took the words from him and carried them away. That was it? Karigan wondered. They sat but for a moment before Condor gave a deep-throated whicker. Estrals gelding, Coda, and Bane both raised their heads and pricked their ears. A horse appeared cantering across the field where shed seen the path. The jingle of harness came to them as the horse neared. She was silver-white in the gloom, her mane and tail streaming out behind her. She slowed to a trot, then a walk, and then halted before Enver. She was one of the most beautiful horses Karigan had ever seen, fine-limbed, her neck a graceful arc. She made Condor and Coda look plain and rangy. Oddly, she was already tacked. Enver stroked her neck and spoke softly to her in Eltish. Is she real? Karigan asked. Quite real, Enver replied. The terrial ada, who have befriended the Eletian people, consent to bear us now and then. Terrial ada? Is that a breed? No, Galadheon, but a race of horsekind rare to these lands. A race of horsekind? She had a feeling that if she asked Enver to explain further, his answer would prove even more esoteric. She decided to wait and see if the horse pooped gold nuggets or farted moonbeams. She is called Munareyes. It is Moonmist in the common tongue.
Posted on: Wed, 24 Dec 2014 21:00:01 +0000
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