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Story Of Nythor
Kor awakes with a start, a sound like a grumble has awaken him. He listens for abit, then after no other sound he swings his feet from his furs and pulls on his robe, "well if I'm up I'll just go get something warm to drank." Walking through the great hall passing his meeting room he thinks of his day ahead of him. The rooms are cold he thinks as he pulls his robe closer about him. The winters have no end since Lord Dracul and his Dark Wizard Astros brought the darkness upon PenDragon. With a shudder he knows that the alliance he is to make with them tomorrow is the last thing he wants, but to save his kingdom from them then he must make a pack. He reachs the kitchen looking for something warm to drink when he hears the grumble again. "No it can't be! The Dragons are alive ?" Again more grumbles a grin crosses his face and he runs to see hundreds of Dragons and their riders in the sky, what a wonderful sight. He runs towards the barracks and yells, "Grab your shields and blades men for we are joining a battle." With that said he hurries back to his own room and prepares himself for war. Grabing his sheild and blade he bids his mate farwell. Tis a great day to die in battle.
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