*His gaze not wavering from it's postition he says blandly* I don't know... wherever this road leads.. nor do i really care.... You should get off of there... you might strane the horse's neck doing that, if you want a ride feel welcome to hop on." -- On the Road

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Date Posted: 15:02:11 11/14/02 Thu
Author: Fanduil
Subject: *His gaze not wavering from it's postition he says blandly* I don't know... wherever this road leads.. nor do i really care.... You should get off of there... you might strane the horse's neck doing that, if you want a ride feel welcome to hop on."
In reply to: Panth 's message, "A wood elf strolling in the middle of the path holds what appears to be a heart in hand. As Fanduil's horse thunders up to this elf, it leaps out of the path into the brush. From there the elf proceeds to jumps from branch to branch and bounds onto the horse's neck keeping unnerving balance. "Where are you off to in a hurry?" she says, no demeanor definable."" on 15:56:41 11/13/02 Wed

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Behind her mask she grins, and takes a spot on the horse. "We have a lot in common traveller. Your expression warrants a troubled mind. What's on it?" As the horse storms on, she searches her hip packs to bring out a sharply decorated and shallow bowl, into which she places the heart. It sealsinto a talisman and she tucks it away. "Perhaps Gente De Cello, that goblin place, will give us some sport..." (NT) -- Panth, 15:37:42 11/14/02 Thu
- *The same blank stare that is plastered accross Fanduil's face stays unbreaking* "On my mind... that's a long story... but to sum it all up into a short sentance. I said that I loved someone who i did not... What I said was out of desperation, and fear. I could never love her... *he hangs his head as a pained look crosses his face and quickly leaves*..never *He raises his head once again to watch the road with the same blank stare as before* (NT) -- Fanduil, 17:04:09 11/14/02 Thu
  - A chuckle is barely audible against the horse. "Love is a concept for the poets and the writers. But to say you can't love... It's tricky. Why do you suppose I am a rogue? I steal to gain what I don't have, and that sometimes includes knowledge." A silence falls for barely a moment and she continues. "And fear is power. The power is granted to those who use someone else's fear against them. As for desperation, what makes us do anything? Desperation is just a term to demean those who truly need it. So why be glum? We all need sadness to prove we are alive and not invulnerable." (NT) -- Panth, 12:53:07 11/15/02 Fri
    - ... You don't understand... I don't think that I can ever rejoin my friends now... *He slowly looks around taking in his surroundings before he speaks again*Come to think of it... killing something might take my mind off of this for a while... Where do you propose that we go to find a challange? (NT) -- Fanduil, 14:10:34 11/15/02 Fri
      - "I like the sound of the Goblin city. Gente del Cielo I believe it's called. I don't know about a challenge, but nobody's gonna complain about a couple dead uglies." the elf grins with anticipation, and says one last thing. "By the way, you can call me Zenephret. I'm a thief in benefit of the commons. (NT) -- Panth, 18:43:34 11/17/02 Sun
        OOC: Tossica, not Gente. I was confusing myself. (NT) -- Panth, 15:43:28 11/18/02 Mon
        ((OOC: yeah u confused me for a minute but i had assumed that you had meant Tossica)) (NT) -- David, 14:23:36 11/19/02 Tue
        OOC: Since it's your horse, I'll let you have the honors of the first post on Tossico. (NT) -- Panth, 15:31:43 11/19/02 Tue
        ((OOC: ROTFL sounds like a plan to me! : -P (NT) -- David, 15:19:53 11/20/02 Wed