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Date Posted: 23:54:32 09/09/03 Tue
Author: Ian O'Righty
Subject: Another wayfarer
In reply to: Edo Ikari 's message, "Within Penda" on 23:41:13 09/06/03 Sat

The morning was indeed peaceful. The sky was a wonderful crimson, streaks of purple stretching majestically across it like celestial fingers reaching for horizon's bounty. Nature in this part of dreaming was as beautiful as it was dangerous, even for the fair denizens of Penda.

As Ikari found himself lost in such beauty (though still in constant awareness of his surroundings), another journeyman was stepping from the cornfields, cattycornering into path in the same direction. The traveller seemed to half-stumble from the corn, looking about slightly annoyed.

Before the annoyed young man could notice Ikari, the disguised Satyr had more than enough time to assess this stranger. He was clearly Irish, mainly indicated by his wild red hair and freckley face. His dress was that of the adventurer: Soft, worn leather pants and boots; a matching brown leather vest covering his white long sleeved shirt; and various strapped pockets and pouches adorning his lean, short body. He brushed the dried grass and corn bits from his outfit, he finally looks up to notice the old man. As he startles, Ikari can easily percieve a strange wildness in the man's eyes, flickering like flames in the shadow of night.

The Irishman gathers his composure fairly quickly, putting on a bright shining smile that his eyes mimic.

"Hey there old timer!" He says in a thick Irish accent, "Right fine day for a walk, eh? I apologize about the abrupt entrance... I've been lost in that blasted cornfield for hours, thought I'd never find my way out. OH! Sorry there mate," he walks forward, brushing himself off further, offering his hand "Name's Ian... Ian O'Righty."

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