A horse like creature rears up before you, its eyes sparkling merrily. "I'm Jewel of Twilight," she pronounced in a trumpeted whinny.
A second equine flew down from above to join his companion, frollicing about the moonlit pasture in which you stood. "I am Jade of Starlight," he added to the pleseant chime of Jewel's voice.
You see a yellowish form canter through the grass toward the unaware pair leaping about before you. He leaps into the frey with an enormous bound and squeals. "I am Imp of Mishchief," he nickers in an adolescent sounding voice.
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