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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: Seoul, South Korea
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"Answer her question Ferethor or I will cut you down. Do not try to underestimate me. It shall be your downfall. Now answer her," Crystal commanded, her eyes gleaming.
A faint smile hovered on Ferethor's countenace. "Cut me down, indeed? Bold words for one so young, Crystal daughter of Dorian." And with that, Ferethor's slender blade snaked out from the folds of his forest-green robe and met Crystal's sword with a steely ring. "Yet your threat is nothing to me, even if you were capable to fulfill your empty words. I do not fear death, Crystal. A release of this sorrowful Ea I've ever longed for, but it was denied to me for reasons unknown." Crystal freed her sword with a twist, but Ferethor just sheathed his without any move to defend himself. "I deny your claim to interrogate me in this matter, Crystal. Yet I hold no enmity toward you or Maen - I can see your distrust, however you try to hide it, and I pity you." Maen was staring at Ferethor with narrowed gaze, but at last she said heavily, "So be it. I will not ask." Last edited by Eorl of Rohan; 02-21-2004 at 12:17 AM. |
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