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Post by Rotzi on Jan 28, 2005 10:55:06 GMT -5
Surprisingly Cleyra had controlled every urge to glomp the guy - it had been a while since she had seen anyone that she found... interesting. Then again the urges wree easily supressed by the feeling of dread.
"....well, fuck." For a young elven maiden she certaily had a tongue on her. She rested her wiry form on her staff. "Maybe I'll get lucky and find a portal somewhere..."
She looked up at the other elf and batted her eyes flirtatiously. "Think you can help a stranded, innocent maiden like myself?"
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Post by White_Pheonix on Jan 28, 2005 18:58:37 GMT -5
"However, everything is relative. They do not work about 99% of the time, so there would be a small chance it would work. However, I would rather not risk it."
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Post by Rotzi on Feb 4, 2005 13:58:49 GMT -5
Cleyra's ears drooped a bit. Terrific... I'm gonna die out here... I'm too young t' die. She picked up her staff. "Any direction we should be headin', Mr. Elf? That way," she pointed back in the direction she had come earlier, "lies a rather nasty zombie-fied dragon thingy."
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Post by White_Pheonix on Feb 4, 2005 18:44:04 GMT -5
"Does it, by any chance, have a small white stone disk somewhere near it?"
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Post by Rotzi on Feb 6, 2005 16:44:51 GMT -5
"Small white stone disk.. small white stone disk..." She shrugged. "I've no clue whatsoever. I was trying to sneak away so it didn't see me. Sorry."
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Post by White_Pheonix on Feb 6, 2005 19:16:58 GMT -5
"Hmm. I thought that it might have had one ... nothing to do but see for myself."
The elf walks off in the direction of the zombie dragon, apparently paying no attention to it's (the elf, that is) safety.
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Post by Rotzi on Feb 7, 2005 13:33:45 GMT -5
Cleyra's ears twitched. ".....why do I always find people like this...?" She facepalmed at tried not to scream.
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