Another pair of white unicorns come into sight. How many of them were there anyway you wonder. Oh well. With a sigh, you greet them. "Mumble, mumble, mumble." You blink at the stallion. "Hello there. Mumble, mumble. I'm Rewi. Mumble. You gonna be around long? Mumble, mumble." Okay-- that was strange.
Backing away slowly from the mumbling stallion, you bump into the mare. "That Rewi. A Sellah and Midraya, clutch seven, child." Her dark eyes twinkle down at you. "Don't mind his mumbling at all, he doesn't care much for speaking. I'm Charlyn, formerly of Creation, his long suffering friend." She gives an exaggerated sigh. "If you go over the small rise over there, you'll meet more unicorns. Not like us loony ones." Wonderful. Another unicorn with an odd sense of humor?
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