-laughs- That's true- but she does provide me with the White Stag.
Na fianna bana! -at that, he smiles widely as a large White stag appears beside him, it looks pretty impressive and powerful, looking at Tallis-
The White Stag is my steed in this- existence as a Servant. I wouldn't be able to summon it without a master.
-its' gaze seems remarkably peaceful, even with the sense of power behind it-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-Friendo, what is with the vaguely angry looking chap (see avvie) sitting alone in a forest clearing with dead grass in a perfect radius out from him in the center?-
-smiles- Well- I can't exactly ride upon the back of a hunting dog.
And- for a long time, I had thought I saw it in the Forest- watching me.
-he strokes its' jaw- Guess it was my mind confirming that it was my steed.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-nods- Indeed. I am much too large for a hunting dog. I would squash the poor hound.
But this White Stag- it is a powerful thing. I have no doubts that it can carry me with all the speed that it used to elude me in life.
-as you get closer, Silver-
-you do notice its' getting warmer-
Fyr...
edited 27th Oct '15 4:42:20 PM by RegularDefender
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I don't know if you know her- she is called Stephanie.
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