LAnds of Aleaho

[Lands of Aleaho Staff]

Lands of Aleaho is a wild horse RP, made and created by isobal (Lands of Aleaho's admin). With 14 members, we seem to just be starting off! We have a plot, and our history (below) sums up some of LA. But, we also have the following: A friendly admin/staff. Wonderful picture makers. Guest-friendly boards (register to post, however). 6-line minimum (which isn't hard to do, and wiriter's block is an exeption) Active staff/admin. Good RPers FAQ for your convience A great layout Suggestions;Questions;Help board (also for your convience, and suggestions are welcome, as well as encouraged) King and Queen position open History of Aleaho: Aleaho was once only a desert in a once beautiful land, beind only one place to be in. It was part of Adderanda, a populated land, with numerous places to be in. But, one day, it flooded and left the only land still striving to hang on, was Aleaho, the desert of Adderanda. One day, Calent was one of the very little that lived. There was only twenty-three of them that survived, and twenty-one of those twenty-three were mares. Calent wanted to make the lands, mold them to beauty and perfection. He told this to a friend he made, Roddasa, and she smiled and agreed to keep it a secret. But, one of the two stallions heard of the idea, and wanted to take the idea, and mold it to their own. That one stallion, Regendi, told the second stallion, Phora. Phora and Regendi plotted, and in the next full moon, disaster would strike. They sblack personed, and entered Calent's cave, which were being carefully watched over by birds. Calent was expecting it. He awoke from the loud pair of clip-clops from the enterance. He got to his feet, and charged with Roddasa, who battled at his side. Together, they won the battle, but Roddasa was severely damaged and was bleeding exessively. Aleaho hadn't much fresh water to help her, and the salty brine would only infect the wounds. Roddasa died soon after Phora and Regendi had died, which was at the battle. Calent had formed the twenty mares left from the tidel wave, and morphed them to a gigantic kingdom. Over time, Calent grew older and the lands molded to a beauitful kingdom. Now, he had died, and the King's throne is left for one to take it's place. Maybe.. one-day, someone would.. And much, much more! So stay, live a little! Click above image to enter the portal to LA