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Subject: :^:A Warrior's Hell:^:

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Bronze Warrior

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Date Posted: 13:54:12 12/18/02 Wed
In reply to: Bulldarin 's message, "\\In Each Breath is Life or Death//" on 13:08:17 12/18/02 Wed

Golden renters the group of growing Gaian's. The Hellbender Deity was worn and tired, and it was rather apparent to the more powerful of the Gaian's before him. He had shifted three Impure's in one day, the last with help, but it was still no eas task. Silver optics flicker to the lair he had just exited, waiting for the ruby and the stained crimson to enter before he spoke to his brother....

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Date Posted: 14:00:11 12/18/02 Wed

Minature ruby minx exits after the large golden Hellbender Deity as fast as her small legs would carry her. Little golden talons click as she crosses the terra and matching golden orbs flicker about to look at the other Gaians'. Her rough textured body was of a deep rudy hue as was her wings. Two foot long black thorns outlined her wings, and a four foot long, curved black thorn tipped the very eand of each wing. As soon as she reached the side of her adoptive father, she plopped down onto her haunches and waited for Tears to appear as she watched the other hatchlings' curiously.....