The Magical Herd

What had happened was the following. Out of sight, another leagus stallion had entered Marek's lands. This stallion was equally terrible, if not more so. Perhaps they were brothers, they were so similar, but no one but them knew for certain. However, what was obvious to others, was that these two stallions had a rivalry unmatched in the Realm. Such hate, oh how they despised each other. And so when Marek sensed the intruder, he brought his entire Pri~erd to beat him back.

It is immediately evident why Marek did not go alone. Though Marek feared little, the stallion he chose to maintain this animosity with was more frightful than he. Great spines rose from his back and legs, lethal weapons in addition to his teeth and claws. At the tip of his tail a razor sharp blade know to come from nowhere and sever an unsuspecting head.

And what was most important of all, was the reason why this stallion would arouse Marek's wrath at this particular moment in time.

The reason was you.

Marek wasn't the only one who had interest in the lone human roaming the Realm. But it was not yet time for you to learn of this fact. No, the time to meet Vedek face-to-face had not yet come.