I'VE NEVER FEARED THE DRUMS OF WAR
OLALLA — MALE — PITTIAN — ARDENT — PLOT
Olalla strode in with clean, silky greyscale fur, his long ears and face held high as his brows furrowed into an observant scowl. Admittedly, this was the beasts second meeting he had attended since he had laid foot on Tanglewood's border oh so long ago. He wondered if Aurum was still alive, or if that giant spider had been crushed yet. Olalla cleared his throat harshly, partially to clear his head from that gross spider and to announce his arrival with Vale at his side.
The beast was surprised to see a Wyvern amongst the group, although he now had 3 dragons that called The Pitt their home with Chernabog's return. Chernabog, Bai Shi, and Renyls. Olalla turned his attention to Vale briefly for directions on where to sit, as he hadn't attended a meeting in quite some time. He sat down next to Vale and the Pittians that attended the meeting with a yawn, large canines slipping past dark lips. Out of all the oddball creatures that sat here, he was perhaps the oddest looking.
The beast was surprised to see a Wyvern amongst the group, although he now had 3 dragons that called The Pitt their home with Chernabog's return. Chernabog, Bai Shi, and Renyls. Olalla turned his attention to Vale briefly for directions on where to sit, as he hadn't attended a meeting in quite some time. He sat down next to Vale and the Pittians that attended the meeting with a yawn, large canines slipping past dark lips. Out of all the oddball creatures that sat here, he was perhaps the oddest looking.
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I demand only this...that you join with me in building a new Rome, a Rome that offers justice, peace and land to all its citizens, not just the privileged few. Support me in this task, and old divisions will be forgotten. Oppose me, and Rome will not forgive you a second time!
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