05-20-2003, 12:11 AM | #11 |
The Potato sack... er elf
Join Date: Mar 2003
Location: Sailing between the stars is a white ship with silken sails...
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As they plodded along, heads bent against the wind, something large and scary looking outlined itself against the snow in front of them. A halt was unnecessarily (sp?) called some distance away from the thing, and they sat/stood to discuss it.
"What do we do about it?" Kalile asked urgently. Sane was all in favor of attacking immediatly, and many of the others agreed. "No, no," said Kalile impatiently,"it might have magic like the cold-drakes of Valdemar." Seeing the blank looks on her companions' faces, she continued, "They can take over the minds of creatures with their eyes, not to mention their claws and ice magic. Honestly, don't you people read?" Ooc: If anyone has read about the cold drakes of Valdemar, feel free to embellish.
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