The rules and laws of Dawn are in this board, it is important that you read them because any infraction upon them and you will be disciplined accordingly.

There will be no excuses.

This is the board for out of character mingling. This is where all the games are held, the user diaries. the leaving board and all other things are.

Currently anyone and everyone is able to advetise on Dawn. However please read the rules and abide by them. Also ther is to be no advertising in the C-Box.

Here you can request pictures to be made for your character but don't expect us to make pictures if you are not active and for anything but this site.

Here you can claim a land, give it a new description, layout or post the stats to keep your land updated.

If for some reason you want any of these posts restored, PM me.

Post stats here if you wish to create your own character or adopt a pre-made character inside. Please await acceptance before posting with your characters.

Characters that are no longer wanted by there owner may be dropped off here and put up for adoption. The user can choose whether or not to have auditions for them or not.

This is optional. This board is for those who like to keep track of what is going on with there characters, thier thoughts, thier friends, enemies, etc...

Gain powers, fighting skills or be healed by participating in quests

Disasters occur to kill off inactive players. Once a disaster has been initated you have 2 weeks to respond in some way or your character will get killed

Please read rules inside before making a steal or blocking a mare.

To the west of the Meadow, a plain stretches as far as the Peace Keeper's borders. It is flat, it's grasses often sunbleached for the rays are rarely hindered. Small stands of pines dot here and there, but they are few and far between. It is here that those who are unclaimed come so that leads may find them. Although not all claiming is peaceful, for it has been known for enemies to capture those of the opposite alliance and turn them into slaves. So be weary who you call to, for it might be answered by the wrong equine.

North of the Meadow, a great forest spans out to touch the very borders of Aerandir's Kingdom. It curves around the Meadow, both to the east and west like a border between every other land. Yet it fades before it reaches Fallen Cloud Lagoon, stretches no further east that the very borders of the Meadow, and does not intruder upon Unclaimed Plains. Most peculiar this forest is, especially how it got it's name.
During the autumn, the leaves of this forest change colors, but most often they turn crimson in late fall. But the south west trees, those that touch the Meadow, Unclaimed Plains, and the top part of Fallen Cloud Lagoon, turn bright yellow, almost white. So, it looks as if the forest as a red tail dipped in white, just like a fox's.
Horses come here from all over to meet others and make new friends. All alliances are welcome, for this is a place of free lance.

The Meadow is the most common meeting grounds in Dawn. The meadow is a vast open plain, mostly bare of anything but a few shade trees and the tall grasses that seem to compel all horses to wander into the grassy lands. A small stream adds to the landscape, very rarely does the stream flood to become deep and wide, mostly it is barely enough to wet your feet. The stream however is just the visible part of the underground water system that keeps the grass nice and lush during all seasons but the winter.

East of the Meadow rises a field of hills, rolling for quite a few miles. These lands are covered with the musk of stallions, for those are the only creatures that visit here. This land is a place for bachelors and leads alike to come and spend time in the company of their own gender. Blood stains the sparse vegetation, for often the many brutes do not get along. Still, it is a refuge to any colts that can not find a home, and a place to proove your worth if you just want to show others your still the toughest.

South of the Hills of the Brutes, alongside Fallen Cloud Lagoon, a rocky plateau stretches out over the sea. The land seems rough, almost worthless, unless you follow the dusty path to the heart of the lands. It is here that a steaming spring lays among an oddly fertile circle of grash. The spring is almost cleanly cut out from the rock, emerald green grass bordering the hot waters and stretching out a foot before fading. It is here that mares of all alliances come to settle down and meet one another. Often times, pregnant feas find themselves reviving their tired frames in the spring's healing aquas.

South of the Meadow, a misty lagoon exudes a sense of foreboding. Here, stallions and mares alike come to fight for what is theirs, or for what they want. Blood stains the deep golden sands, and a thick fog covers the earth up to a feet high. Honor, respect, land. These are just a few of the things that the horses that come here fight for.

Tucked away in the center of a great forest, a collection of groves were made by Vita. These clearings are seperate, privacy and protection provided in each one. The trees are knit tightly together, except the small openings in which you must enter and exit from. Predators stray away from this mystical place, for the great mother goddess protects it herself. Here is where pregnant mares come to give life to their little ones. Stallions are only allowed if the new dam says so, for the magic of the place naturally keeps any masculine out. This is the place for new life, and beginnings of all kinds.

Here, in valleys and hidden ranges, the halo-bearers have returned to their homes and are building their numbers. It is a land divided into numerous, unique, and peaceful herds. Will your journey rest in the heavenly lands of the lights?

As the God's own balance is destroyed the few who reside within these lands are distressed and while some have wandered far from their homes a few hold the God's ideals within their hearts.

Under the cruel guidance of Lailani, the darks infested the world like a brutal plague. With every kill, each mouth full of blood from a wounded enemy, Laioni only relished the thrill of being a dark more. Now she is rebuilding her army, for not even one blinded by war frenzy can ignore the signs of a battered legion.

The Middle Earth is a land in constant turmoil, the lands for the equine who refuse to believe in the gods, and the their powers, where the pagans wander following their own creed and beliefs with out the restriction of alliance of gods. They believe the gods of Dawn are simply royal blood lines and nothing more, and since they do not believe, the powers of the gods are useless against them. They are the rouges of this world, the ones who come here and no nothing of Dawn and it history, the ones who fight to make their own destiny.