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Zilv'Xar
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 Posted: Wed, Jun 02 2010, 18:20 PM |
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Joined: 02 Jun 2010
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Nailed to one of the great oaks in the Amia Forest is a mangled elven body with half the skin from her face carved off.
Draped in dark armor with a bow, those who know of her would be able to recognize the mutilated avariel as Florianne Taurielle.
In stark contrast, a well written note in purple ink is pined neatly at her feet, perfectly perpendicular to the ground.
“My surface cousins of the dale, this sight is best enjoyed with ale!
An incompetent elf... oh what is new, this fate is yours, you cannot eschew
The surface has long been filled with scum, so here’s my message right after the drum
Ar, Cy, and all you rubbish Tel’Quess, when will another of yours fall is anyone’s guess
The night is young is all i’ll say, so don’t be shy and come out to play!
Signed , Your favorite elven-skin Tanner,
Zilv’Xar
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Ravenovf
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Posted: Wed, Jun 02 2010, 18:45 PM |
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Joined: 17 Dec 2004
Location: Halifax, Nova Scotia (in Canada)
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*not a soul or at least few will find the body nor the note upon for as soon as it is seen in her daily patrols Erelkacha casts resurrection on her dearest friend and burns all evidence of what happend and just in case the drow might return a note is left in its place*
Spiders should beware that dragonflies do not break their little webs.
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