Duskryn
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Posted: Thu, May 25 2017, 20:11 PM |
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Joined: 15 Dec 2004 Location: Monterey, CA
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In L'Obsul at the bar in the upper regions, a dark clad, masked drow with crimson hair sits at the bar and sips down his brandy.
Every now and then partaking in current events and the politics of the region, even going as far as to discuss current popular trends through the trade networks.
And every now and then having a good laugh at the expense of slaves.
_________________ "You are still willing to do these things? After all he is your father."
"And he is your Lord Husband. If there is a difference, please explain it to me...."
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ILoveIceCream
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Posted: Thu, May 25 2017, 23:14 PM |
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Joined: 05 Apr 2006 Location: California
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Another drow, this one with white silks, sits at the bar next to him. His hands never far from his swords.
"I have surveyed the land, the time is right my old friend. Our time is now."
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Duskryn
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Posted: Fri, May 26 2017, 6:01 AM |
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Joined: 15 Dec 2004 Location: Monterey, CA
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The younger masked drow smirks as he whispers, "Indeed my brother...but first we must complete our task in which the Masked Mage has set for us... Obsul Ssussun."
_________________ "You are still willing to do these things? After all he is your father."
"And he is your Lord Husband. If there is a difference, please explain it to me...."
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