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As Stories of Hooves and Magic doesn’t go as I would like it to, I am not even sure if it is going to be finished. So, I’ve decided to post some drawings, sketches, text fragments and so on from time to time.



Valerian’s Journal (extract)

“It is not easy to find horses worthy of becoming a part of mercenary unit, but I think that that one deserves more attention. Pegasus mare, Fegarai type. Angel Delvass, 26, blood type: AB- (Information for medics), heterosexual (some horses are prejudiced, so it’s good to know it in advance), favorite color: blue, favorite dish: pancakes with honey (who in his same mind would eat pancakes with honey?).


I needed to find information on her type in the great encyclopedia of known races and types of horses. Fegarai Pegasi live in Fegarai mountains, i.e. the highest known mountains (Fang, the highest peak on which the palace of the race is situated, has 9553 meters above the level of the sea). They are smaller than other pegasi, but they don’t mind cold and can fly on great altitudes, inaccessible for other pegasi. The good adaptation to high-mountain conditions causes problems on lower areas. When one is to leave Feragatia they wear masks with some kind of lichen to balance the pressure and to filter out the excess of oxygen in breathed out air (the masks are styled after bird beaks). After proper acclimatization (Alternating an hour in mask the a few minutes without it, with each time extending the time without the mask) lasting for three years, one can leave out the mask completely and breathe without any problems. Most of the times they are “too hot” in lower parts of the world. They have heavily socialized structure (they have no understanding of privacy, even making all that physiological things have a social dimension). The last interesting thing: it is the only horse race that still lays eggs. After the fun the mare lays an egg and, together with the partner, they brood it up to the moment a small Fegarai will hatch.


Why did she interest me? Everyone who without any help beats up twelve armored enemies is worth attention. That is why I used my contacts and learned about her (the part from the high above). She was born into a family with a long militia tradition. Just like her older brother she joined militia and ended up in the station where the commander was her father. She is gifted and kind of proficient in fight, but she likes to go solo. She was reprimanded and suspended a number of times (mainly for solitary attacks on bandits without waiting for the rest of the team to group up). The last such an act ended up with an argument with her father. Supposedly she said: “We are not one in many bodies, but a group and there are situations in which we have to make a decision”. Her father torn off her badge and said: “If you want independence go down to horses who live that way. In a week you’ll come back begging to restore you to your office”. Right now, a month has passed and she doesn’t want to return. The moment “Boss” will give me green light I’ll even dance salsa in bikini to recruit her.

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