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Posted by Calista on Cermie 21, 2004 at 12:27:15 am
In Reply to: Attack Failed. posted by Oatly the Pirate. on Cermie 20, 2004 at 03:57:53 pm
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The blood caked white wyrm waded into the river, the warm watter quickly tainted, and cleared as it washed over the wyrms snowy hide carrying the gore further down stream. Arching her neck, the wyrm diped her muzzle into the stream, snorting as she and washed bits of hide and armor from her teeth. On the bank Calista was still skinning out of her armor. The elf looked as sweaty, and tired as her wyrm, moving stiffly from sevral half-healed wounds. Threaten my home will you... hunt me and mine. I think not. A viscous smile curved her thin lips as she straightened, checking her bandages. Unicorns, kirins, hellsteeds and wyrms alike are mine to call, and they will come... Feel my blade, face the wild things... Die any way I can manage it. With that thought and a detirmined swish of her pony tail she paused, her gaze sweeping down towards the Spirite shrine. With a sigh Calista stooped again, collecting a sponge from her things before starting towards the rivers edge and her wyrm.
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