Post by blackmetalvalkyrie on Jul 1, 2016 20:22:11 GMT -6
Right Onto Your Doorstep
A private roleplay between Zomsith's Sa'ida and Silmellon's Milo
Time: 1700, around current day
Milo has been traveling in search of recruits for The Freedom's Flight and is now given the chance to explore. Sadly the stubborn teen didn't stop for a break and crash lands down in Darkwater Swamp...right onto Sa'ida's doorstep.
The premise of traveling and exploring was one close to Milo's heart, it was one of the few things that gave him joy in his mission with the Flock. This he figured out while training and building up the stamina in his wings, where he would just go wherever he wanted and whatever distance he could endure. Of course this was when Perseus did not have need of him, his flight, his knowledge of marauding and the land around Aquore. The young stallion was able to travel almost anywhere in Hireath now if given enough time and rest in between. This time he decided to push himself to his limits once more and attempt to start in The Barrier Mountains and make it all the way to Valore before finding a safe place to rest for awhile before searching for recruits and returning home. This was too much for him, and for most Pegasai who had not received much professional training.
Milo coasted on the headwinds as always, but not stopping for the amount of time it took to get from The Barrier Mountains to Aquore was practically unheard of. The young pegasus stallion made it most of the way, but right as he flew over Darkwater Swamp he couldn't hold himself up any longer. His wings were shaky, and his vision blurry from exhaustion. He couldn't keep a high altitude anymore. Pushing yourself was necessary, but to this extent he could see now was foolish. Milo's wings buckled and stopped moving, leading him to torpedo straight into the trees now not far below. There he lay, completely blacked out in the middle of strange territory all alone.
Word Count: 278
A private roleplay between Zomsith's Sa'ida and Silmellon's Milo
Time: 1700, around current day
Milo has been traveling in search of recruits for The Freedom's Flight and is now given the chance to explore. Sadly the stubborn teen didn't stop for a break and crash lands down in Darkwater Swamp...right onto Sa'ida's doorstep.
The premise of traveling and exploring was one close to Milo's heart, it was one of the few things that gave him joy in his mission with the Flock. This he figured out while training and building up the stamina in his wings, where he would just go wherever he wanted and whatever distance he could endure. Of course this was when Perseus did not have need of him, his flight, his knowledge of marauding and the land around Aquore. The young stallion was able to travel almost anywhere in Hireath now if given enough time and rest in between. This time he decided to push himself to his limits once more and attempt to start in The Barrier Mountains and make it all the way to Valore before finding a safe place to rest for awhile before searching for recruits and returning home. This was too much for him, and for most Pegasai who had not received much professional training.
Milo coasted on the headwinds as always, but not stopping for the amount of time it took to get from The Barrier Mountains to Aquore was practically unheard of. The young pegasus stallion made it most of the way, but right as he flew over Darkwater Swamp he couldn't hold himself up any longer. His wings were shaky, and his vision blurry from exhaustion. He couldn't keep a high altitude anymore. Pushing yourself was necessary, but to this extent he could see now was foolish. Milo's wings buckled and stopped moving, leading him to torpedo straight into the trees now not far below. There he lay, completely blacked out in the middle of strange territory all alone.
Word Count: 278
