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</div><br/>It was not long before they would hear the sound of a hoof slamming heavily, the crisp sound of a hoof clapping on rock would thunder through the caves. Each step getting louder, yet it would not be overbearing. Taking a casual pace, the cave only shown to him once before as he attempts to recall his way through it. Part of the cave forged by the elves and the rest by minotaur to fit their hulking sizes. The elves would be in for a shock, as they expect a older bull that wore many scars and with decorated a massive beard that hung down to its belly, It was blackish gray fur they would expect to see.<br/><br/>Short light brown fur stretched across his thick legs that were shaped like a bull.  Skin that was bronzed almost the same color as his fur, yet furless stretch acroas muscles pillowing beside muscles that ran across his torso figure rip from constant battle and their primitive hard work at times. A young bull face that had few scars, ears that flared out almost more than an elf's with their pointed ends. Metal loop piercing once od those ears by the flap, hanging beneath epic sized horns that sweapt out nearly as far as his shoulder before turning up to dull points that could easily spear anyone who thought they were dull from the constant scraping of cave ceilings. Dark brown mane that had braids looking to be done by the elves as they looked far to neat for his own fingers to have done, a metal clasp holding the braids together draping on either side of his large head. The rest of the mane furled above his metal cap shaped like a goblins skull in metal, almost demonic. Wearing only a large loincloth about his hips he came unarmed, though his hulking figure could very well look as menacing as a giants. Handsome in some aspects yet more animalistic in others while a massively long bushy tail whips about behind him.<br/><br/>It would be the fingers they would see first, reaching out of the darkness it can see through quite easily. Adapted for both light and darkness, he could smell the elves and all their perfumes and colognes. Snorting softly as the ring shakes as he clasps the edge of the entrance. Horns and legged hoof would be the next they would see. Followed shortly by the rest of him as he steps through body leaned nearly halfway over to give his horns room to clear the entrance, into the large cavern, looking at them with his golden eyes. There was silence as he arrived looking over them all and feeling the apprehension thick in the air.<br/><br/>Nalto straightened slowly to his towering height of 18ft and he stood in all his glory there before them, pectorals shifting casually as he breaths. In fact he would perhaps be bigger than the older mino they had expected, and just like him he had come unarmed. Yet there was no doubting the strength of the creature before finally he moved. Pushing from the entrance he still held, each step like a gentle thunderclap of his hooves landing on the rock. Weighted steps that spoke of his weight being that much greater than they expected as the rocks rattled and shifted. Crunching them easily beneath his weight turning them into plumes of dust like debris.<br/><br/>Finally his lip line shifted and his jaw began to move.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dff4d">"I am NALTO. I am here for the offering, I was told you would be here with a offering and that I should come to honor our sacred PACT."</span>his vocals booming as he reached his name as well as pact, like thunder as his oversized lung vomited the air in his deep vocals. When he finished he waited for his reply, they should know a Mino did not have a ton of patience. Ears shifting to listen for a reply, flicking as if the fur dancing across his horns tickled them. Large billowy tail shifted about behind him, however it looked in need of some brushing but otherwise Nalto looked clean save for his hooves.