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05-05-2005, 07:35 PM
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Itinerant Songster
Join Date: Jan 2002
Location: The Edge of Faerie
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Falowik
"A journey to the shadows," answered Eswen to Falowik's query, "which my Kin rarely undertake due to the danger of descending far enough down that we are utterly diminished and only a shell remains, a shadow of our former self." Her eyes expressed strict determination as she turned her far reaching gaze on Falowik. "Will you help me Falowik, mellon?"
Falowik's eyes widened. Her Kin. Elvish ways, dark and strange. Falowik's skin crawled. He had seen Uien in the midst of such a moment back at Deadman's Dike, when the stones had spoken to her of death; at least, that was how Uien had put it. Falowik could not imagine what they were talking about, only that it must be darksome, thoroughly Elvish, and therefore a thing that a mere human had better stay far from. Yet Eswen asked for his help. "How can I help you, Eswen? I am no Elf." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Please check your PM's. ~*~ Pio ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Last edited by piosenniel; 05-06-2005 at 02:22 AM. |
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