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Introduction
Upon entering through one of the land's many forest trails, you suddenly feel tense. It's like the air around you has suddenly changed, and it's causing you to feel tense and sick. You don't know how to escape the strange airs, so you bolt. You run and run until you come to a dead end. You come to an abrupt stop and turn to find another way, but instead of one path, you see three. The middle one is the same path that you entered the woods from. A figure emerges from the fog. The stallion is a massive and regal bay mustang. He stands before you gazing at you innocently, but you can see past it. He holds a great lust for take over. You know he is light, but something about him you cannot be sure about. You go to step off to the path to the right, but it too has been blocked by yet another figure. He too, towers high and he gazes at you with only one void, the other covered by forelock. He is black and white, and there is obviously some Thoroughbred in him. His dial is held lower than the light's, and you view him uncertainly. The scars that line his pelt show his hardships and you wonder why he stares at you with such a stony gaze.
You do not trust that either of these two can lead you back to safety, so you turn left, and find yourself trapped by a third stallion. He approaches slowly and slashes his hocks with a his long black whipcord and scrapes the ground impatiently with a fore. His eyes are aglow with a menacing gaze. His dial is held low to the ground, and he appears as though ready to charge like a bull would. He doesn't blink an eye and his dark, bottomless orbs stare at you as if waiting for something.
You have no where else to go. Everywhere you look, there is dense forest, and you are unable to escape. You must choose.
The Bay Mustang . . . The Paint Horse . . . The Friesian
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The Alliances
Shine beneath the sun and join Lord Concordance, the Lord of all that is good.
Join Lord Zinfandel and help him keep the alliances in order and balanced.
Watch alongside Lord Cadence as you plot against all that chose to side against you.
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