Post by Brave on May 3, 2011 14:29:32 GMT -5
Free Reign
[/size][/font]Free Reign opened April 30, 2011. It is a new, semi-realistic Equine rpg in need of members. It is open to anyone, from Beginners to Advanced.
- The site plot isn't firm, only serving as a background
- Good, Helpful staff members
- A great adventure for anyone who loves horses!
-Site Plot-
[/size] [/font][/center]We came from another land, one that belonged to the humans and their canines. They captured us Equines and locked us away from the wind and the sky and the grass. They tried to tame us. Break our spirits. Break our will. They enslaved the horse, a symbol of freedom, and forced us to follow their orders. To plow their fields, to carry their weight, to herd their cattle. They worked us to death, so their own species may survive. They even ate us, when winters where hard, or the crop they worked us so hard to produce failed. And then it happened. It was a brutal winter. In all my years of life I had never seen anything like it before. I could feel the storm warnings in my bones. In my heart. In my head. And so could the others. And then came the storm. It lifted the houses of the humans and canines right off the ground and crashed it against the great mountainside we lived by. We knew this was our chance. We revolted. Those who tried to ride us where thrown off, or trampled to death. Those who lashed out at us with weapons where bitten, kicked and stampeded. The canines who attacked our legs and throats where crushed under our mighty hooves. That night we screamed for revenge.
The storm drove us off. That was the only reason all the humans and canines did not die. We rushed from the land that had been the cause of our suffering in herds, feeling liberated. Feeling free. We returned to the grass and the wind and the sky, becoming one once again. The Moon became our guide, our homing beacon, and we galloped towards it like our lives depended on it. Our young found their strength and the old regained it with the help of the grass that fed them, and the stallions and mares found hope in the rain that came from the sky to satisfy their thirst. And the mighty horse galloped towards the moon as one, flying over the fields together, aided by the wind. And eventually the moon was no longer far away in our eyes, as we came upon a glorious land that the moon covered in its light. We had found our land. A land promised to us by our struggles. Our suffering. Mother Nature had given us Free Reign, and it had brought us home. We where as free as the wind, the sky, the grass. Even the moon. We had Free Reign, and our land was named in honor of it. We where redeemed.
And The Humans Will Never Be Able To Place Reins On Us Again.
Or Will They?
You Decide.
[/center]Or Will They?
You Decide.