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Voko
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Date Posted: 10:16:40 09/08/02 Sun
In reply to:
Maurice
's message, "Re: XP Okies... poo..." on 10:07:42 09/08/02 Sun
(Wee! Voko's nut about 'em XD She wants one, someday. Prolly a Half-Breed.)
Voko gave awry grin, and Jyleal sat down. "Shall I?" she asked the kitten.
"Yeah."
Voko cleared her throat and looked to Maurice. "Jyleal here, is a Paxton. or rather, was. Something must've been different about him, when he was born... he lived in a rogue clan of Paxtons- they lived away from their main city. Well, all he knows is, for some reason, they cursed him, erased his memory, and turned him into this cat.
"I met Jyleal a while ago, actually... almost a year, I think. It was a while before I allowed him to come near me, and a while yet before he spoke. But since then..." she paused to give a tender look to the cat. Jyleal smiles back. "We've been searching for a cur for his disease. We're trying to find, maybe, another Paxton outcast... they might now exactly what happened."
"we left Korsar palace about... a month ago, maybe a little more. There we learned the answers to our questions were written in flame. We came, naturally, to the desert... a land of heat and fire." she chuckled. "But we were met with water, instead."
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