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[got-carter.livejournal.com]

The thing about the desert it is all looks the same after a while. One man and one horse plodded along almost aimlessly for it was a path they had been on for many days. From the dunes of sand to the hard packed ground, Carter was certain that they should have reached the camp by now. They should have reached it days ago. A sand storm had sprung up, yes, but his mount knew the way.. he knew the way back to King Richard's camp. Just something wasn't right about all of this.

Raising his hand he wiped at his dirty face with the sleeve of his tunic. He barely seemed to notice as sand gave way to grass and the clop of his horses hooves grew dimmer. Maybe he thought he was dreaming things- could well have been from all that Carter could remember since he began his ride. Closer and closer the horse prods along toward the Cooper farm only stopping when his rider toppled over to the side and laid there unmoving.

Welcome to the Shatterverse, Joseph Carter.

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[2oldforthisspit.livejournal.com]

Even without long experience to back it up, Nhim would know that that's generally a bad sign. The dragon spirals down to land clumsily a ways away-she also knows that generally speaking, horses don't have the best reactions to dragons.

After a moment of peering at the horse and downed rider, she moves towards the pair slowly, trying to avoid spooking the horse any more than she's likely to.

[copyblob.livejournal.com]

Oh, and also, there's a small, adorable, pinkish-purplish gelatinous blob in the grass.

It's getting closer.

Closer.

CLOSER!

[will_scarlett]

Will had been out working on the farm, enjoying the sun on his back though his scars still hurt a lot when he hears the horse.

Then he turns and sees the red cross of a templar. He freezes, seeds in his hands and not sure what to do.