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Just like its neighbouring land, Toren, Pilis is desolute and sparse. The terrain is mountainous and horrid, steep and ragged. Creeks sprout from everywhere, forming and disappearing. Boulder slowly roll down, crushing whatever lies in its path. To build a castle in such a place is surely a stupid move yet stupid humans once lived here, centuries ago before the disease. The castle here is build off pillars, supporting its work as it protrudes oddly off the side of the moutain. It overlooks the rest of Arklys but it has its dangers. Much of the once hard wood floor has rotted and sprung mold. One step and instant death. Other parts are so corroded that the smallest vibration and the roof caves in. Yet, that is only part of the castle. The basement is where the alligators lie, waiting for their kill. Far from any water, they've mutated into waterless bags of flesh, waiting it out for the kill.
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 zomg the giraffe will eat choo!Simplicity is:
Simple --->> 4 year old dun paint mare
[mustang x paint x andalusian]
Neutral Owned by <<--->> NooneThe devil is:
Dybbuk --->> 13 year old black mare
[Friesian x Arabian] two hind socks, two front coronets, large star
Dark Owned by <<--->> NooneThe end is:
Mal --->> 7 year old blue roan pinto
[Paintabian]
Dark Owns <<--->> The fantasy is:
Kalpana --->> 6 year old albino
[Andalusian]
Light Owned by <<--->> nooneArtsy Smartsy [Click]
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The Letters of Pilis, Read if claiming Pilis
