Rise of the Young King (Altus Updating Stats)

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The young buck trudged nervously through the lands formerly ruled by The Harbringers. Anxiety fluttered in his chest, despite being trained for this day. Cadomir pressed his body onwards, atop a hill where his call bellowed. This was the day he was going to make Altus his kingdom. It would thrive, he swore to it. The horned hessian shifted nervously. He'd be moving the throne that day. Antioch somehow felt too sacred to him to claim. It wouldn't display proper authority either, he was not to live in the shadow of the former royals. Cadomir would be the change that Altus was waiting for. The changing of kingdoms meant things would be different, it was time to display that. The brute inhaled deeply, his chest expanding impressively. A whoosh of air released from his body, as he stood before the new throne of Altus, Vahill.

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Vahill

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Vahill rises proudly above the horizon, it is not lacking in abundance of rolling hills. The impressive height of Vahill knows no bounds. Some of the impressive structures kiss the sky. Midway up the rolling structures seats the current throne of Altus. The steep inclines level off near the base of the most impressive peak of Vahill. There is a meadow that expands for miles, it's horizon is difficult to see. Clouds, and fog often engulf the edges of this  vast meadow. It is thriving with life, lush grass grows despite the cooler temperatures. There is an abundance of foliage, small forests littler the meadow providing shelter from the elements.  There are many paths that lead further upwards toward the great peaks. One particular ledge gives way to a vast expanse of forgotten forest. The portion of the forest looks as if it had been blown over by a storm, all the trees remain rooted with their tops touching the ground. They create a vast network of mock caverns with their boughs, a maze of dead foliage if you will. However, by far the most breathtaking part of Vahill is the lake that rests neatly to the west of the meadow. It's water is perturbed by the river that feeds it, cascading down an even steeper face of the peaks. The lake is cool, and grows colder the further in one presses themselves.



www.deviantart.com/art/Mountains-Pack-I-Dolomites-122596445 The top most picture would fit best for Vahill, or something alike it ^^