Dineniel turned white as she looked at the big man, sizing him up.
Gah! @&$@&#$^! Time to go!
"Ah, I think you're mistaking me for someone else, I..." she startred backing up slowly, clutching one of her daggers. Then she took off into the forest.
[ July 15, 2002: Message edited by: Rosseiliantiel ]
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