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/// O P E N ROLEPLAY\\\With the setting of the sun, came the instant relief of the stallions face. Eyes once squinting, could now finally ease up as the night draped its cloak across the realm. He stood just North of the town, facing the road in which he had left civlization so many times before. With a few last minute adjustments to his old and tired backpack, and the reassuring shriek of a dear owl friend he would soon set on his way. His piercing blue eyes gazed out into the woods, they did so beckon him like an old friend. The sudden silence an assured sign of snowfall, as the first winds began to sweep through the forest and the temperature dropped. He stood stalwart in his armor, taking the first of many steps across the open wilderness. Perched upon his shoulder stood gallantly, Maxim his dearest friend and patron. The snowy owl also seemed relieved that the accursed sun decided to tuck itself beyond the horizon. Though one could not see it, a smile slowly crossed its way across the stallions face just behind the steel helm. The soft crunching of the snow, was met by thr musical notes of the stallion humming to himself. The tune solemn but seemed fitting for the snowfall, something that always remindes him of his home so far away.