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The Mare Beast is unlike any Glyph I’ve ever encountered. For years, hunters and scholars have called him a myth. A lone wanderer born from nothing, a creature without origin, feeding in secret on coal to fuel his obsidian hide. But after my encounter, I know the stories are only half the truth.

Appearance: At first glance, he resembles a large, black horse—but nothing about him is ordinary. His coat gleams like polished obsidian, smooth and reflective, catching the faintest light. Muscles ripple beneath his hide with impossible strength. His hooves are heavy and solid, yet move with surprising grace. His eyes are large, expressive, and deep brown—almost human in their intelligence and emotion.

The obsidian sheen isn’t magic. It’s a byproduct of what he eats: coal. The young Mare Beast fee ...