"WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT FOR, NECROMANCER!!!" Dykoria screamed.
"It's wasn't like i meant to do it, geeze! Though you did deserve it!" Zohariel screamed back.
Hreeza gave a slight chuckle, and she knew that Dykoria deserved that, even though it was an accident.
"And what are you lauging about sprite?!" Dykoria had turned her attention to the sprite she couldn't see, but she heard her laugh on the breeze.
Hreeze didn't answer and just kept on laughing, and the stanger joined in.
Dykoria did not like this, so she lunged at Zohariel, and the laughter stopped. The stanger stumbled back, and glared daggers at the arrogent ranger.
"Excuse me?" Zohariel asked.
"Don't mess with me." Dykoria hissed.
The Necromancer got into fighting stance and Dykoria did that same.
"If you wouldn't mind, don't fight in my presence, we have more important things to do then scream and moan about nothing!" Arawil scolded, "Dykoria come here!"
"What do you want?"
"You need to change your attitude, and you need to do it now. I will not let you carry on like this." Arawil spoke in a harsh whisper.
"Nothing's wrong with my attitude."
"I will not argue, you attitude is a disgrace to all rangers, and humans alike, no that I like them anyways. Do not tempt me to ban you from this mission, becuase i will do it like that!" The Maia snapped her fingers, and walked away.
Dykoria hmphed and went to check on Morne Nuru.
[ October 30, 2002: Message edited by: Shadow_Staar ]
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