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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Jan 2, 2014 23:42:40 GMT -5
Here lies the lair of Aerion, the Winter's Storm.
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Jan 12, 2014 13:06:33 GMT -5
His duties as Lord Commander had kept Brandon apart from Aerion longer than he preferred, and so when he arrived, with a haunch of mutton as a peace offering, he was not surprised when the White beast gave him a growl, and a buffet of his wings to show his displeasure.
However, once the meal was consumed, Aerion gave a squawk of contentment, and Brandon smiled.
"Alright alright, I've no where to be until the late shift this evening, I suppose there's nothing wrong with going for a bit of a ride."
Taking the riding chain in hand, Brandon saddled the beast and the rider and dragon took off into the sky.
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