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Date Posted: 15:55:28 10/21/02 Mon
Author: Stormy / Storm Hunter
Subject: Enters the village that had once been her home...

The woman enters on her black Friesian Mare, and looks around, smiling faintly. She notes with a pang of sorrow the change of the village. The castle she had known so well, deserted? She remembered the ball that had taken place not long before she had fled, not long before... brushing an unbidden tear away, she lets her mare drink from the fountain. She looks to the path that led to the fields, and hills. The stable, where most of her memories had been created. The Cathedral still stands, a welcome refuge from the evil of this world. The square was still the same, but new shops had been added. "Come on, Storm Hunter." she whickers. "We're home." The mare looks up from drinking, swivelling her delicate ears toward her friend's voice. And about time, too! I say, this place has changed a bit. Wonder if anyone we know is still around? she whinnys. Storm shrugs, but does not answer. Then, "You stay here for me, I'm going to go see if the seamstress is still around. Maybe she can answer our questions. I'll be back. Do not leave, all right?" The mare snorts an affirmative, and the woman leaves, heading for the seamstress shop, her blood red cloak swirling behind her.
Name: Stormy MacDonald (hee hee...)
Age: About twenty five
Height: 5'6"
Eyes: Green
Hair: Black
Personality: Find out...
History: She had been forced to flee Kavanagh years ago. Now she has returned to pick up her life where she left off. No one knows much about before that, except that she learned to talk to animals from a healer in her homeland. You can ask Storm Hunter, her mare, about her past. She'll tell you, if you can understand her...

Her horse:
Storm Hunter
Friesian
Mare
Personality: Smart Alec, but overall, lovable
17 hands high
Color: Black

OOC: I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY LONGER! I am officially rejoining the game. Howdy, Kyla!

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