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Animia

Ambroscus was not above leaving his home for the past two hundred years. He was also not above followinf four strange men onto a boat, but Animia tried her best to reassure him. He was wearing his full custom-made battle armour that his owner had made for him. She had gone for days, slaving hard at crafting the perfect armour, taking into account his magnificent horn that the breed was so well known for.

The boat wasn' that big, but it had enough room for Ambroscus to stand in. He was 17hh (5'7'') at his withers, adding on the extra five feet from his huge horn and profile.

Animia was faring no better. She had worked so had for her settlement on Coal, but Skyworld seemed to be so promising. Also, sshe knew of Ambroscus' breed that lived there, and she wanted nothing more than for him to be around his own kind on a larger landmass. Coal had Crysos warhorses, but there weren't veyr many considering the smaller size of the island. Skyworld promised more room for him to live comfortably.

The small group set off at noon for the rest of the islands of Nara, to eventually go to Skyworld.

(If someone within Nara wants to control Animia for the next few days, I'm fine with it, as I'm ill right now and lack the spirit to post.)