give me the D R U G; [roca/open]

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I was beginning to feel increasingly dissatisfied with the ‘selection’ that my predecessor had chosen for the Loxacin clan. The mares he had chosen were hardly ever around, and on top of it I had yet to see any exhibits of their power. Notus was the only redeemable choice Azazel seemed to have made (aside from myself, of course) to join the clan. Looks like the former chief was not nearly as picky as Loxacin is proclaimed to be. ’That will most certainly change…’ I thought to myself as I scoured the earth below me for any signs of an interesting equine.

After the battle with Grimoire Heart, the petite vixen had earned a whole new level of respect from me, and I grew to accept that she was nothing like the silver queen I knew in my previous life. Yet it was an eye opener to see her powerful capabilities and to realize that my own clan was…lacking. It was rather pathetic to think about actually, and embarrassed me to let the clan dwindle and only consist of whatever Azazel could scrape up. Oh no, I would not allow such a thing to happen. I would extend my offers of a home within Loxacin to those with the utmost potential, magical or non-magical. Though…a power or two would most certainly aid in convincing me to let them join. However if magic was not a possibly, I could be persuaded in other ways, but it would be difficult.

My left wing began to grow tiresome from my flight, now that it was missing a few feathers from the fight with Grimoire, and I began my graceful descent to the earth. Diamond hard, pearly hooves clattered against a smooth plain of cooled lava, the only noise alerting my presence. After a few quick stretches, I tucked the massive, black appendages close to my body. A high pitched squeal caught me off guard, auds immediately pricking to high alert for the source of the surprising sound. Again, the terrified cry came, but soon…It was nothing but silence. Why in the hell I was curious about such a thing was beyond me, yet I found myself wandering in search of the noise until a rather large creature appeared in the distance.

Ever cautious, I watched the beast for a few moments as he tucked his horned head to the earth, ripping at some sort of carcass before having his fill and wandering up the mountainous side of the volcano. He was quite impressive in appearance, and obviously not afraid to make a kill. However, I did question his level of intellect as he peered into the molten center of the Volcano before circling the rim. With a light shake of my head, I started after him at a leisurely walk, talking my time to catch up with him. I was curious to meet this stallion, and to see just how he ticked. I was so used to watching others from a distance to learn all about them, but now that my powers of Foresight had grown to be among the strongest of all those gifted with foresight in the land, I had little need to keep my distance. Recently, I had also gone to the Griffon’s and requested their powerful potion, essence of magicka. Since then, I had been ever so slowly learning the skills of Psionics. I could hardly do anything more than move a small pebble at the moment, but it certainly didn’t face me. After all, there was a time with my powers of Foresight where all I could see was a few seconds prior to the current moment…And now I could read as far back as past lives. All I needed was to practice and exercise my magic, of course.

There’s no way the brute could have been unaware of my arrival, with the steady ‘clacking’ of my hooves on the hardened molten rock. There was no sense in trying to sneak up on him, and instead I approached the stallion with my crown held with pride. I made sure to place him between myself and the volcano’s edge, avoiding placing myself too close into harm’s way. ”Good afternoon, don’t often see strangers around the Volcano…Much less so close to it…”

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