[.take.chrage.] -- Enter the Crater

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Date Posted: 21:46:20 07/13/04 Tue
In reply to: Lovely Damsel 's message, "Lovliest of all" on 19:24:23 07/13/04 Tue

[charred hessian locomotes steadily over to where he spots the starlette. Banter and plume are blown back by the breeze, giving the rugged mustang/ quarter horse a charming look. Upon reaching his destination, a respectable distance from the bay lady, flints lock to the ground. A clean halt is executed, whiplash whisking past hocks. Chocolate ooids gaze at the mynx, arch curved, and he speaks.]

Hello, ma'am,

[the lord begins in his deep southern tones]

I am Commander, lead of the Cool River territory- might I be honored by your calling?

[he prompts, deep mahogony lanterns burning warmly into hers, kindness eminating from the carved features of his face]

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