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01-21-2004, 12:50 AM | #11 |
The Potato sack... er elf
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Haliand gasped as things began happening very quickly. When everything slowed down, Orthean was floating wounded in the still water as time was stopped again, and Mialill was presumably mad again.
The Moana swam quickly over to the serpent-mage and knelt beside him on the stone front of the temple. She took the edge of her tunic and ripped peices off the hem, trying to staunch the wounds somewhat. "What happened?" she asked him, mostly to keep her mind busy and her hands sure.
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