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Subject: Re: .Tarquin.

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Wytch Hazel

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Date Posted: 18:55:41 09/05/02 Thu
In reply to: Wytch Hazel 's message, ".Tarquin." on 19:42:33 09/01/02 Sun

She nods slowly, interpreting his words with a keen interest. A nimble visage darts downward in an abashed manner, interest finally finding in that of ebony scythes extending from armoured limbs.

You speak the truth, Tarquin.

A mutter escapes the lips of the wytch slowly, but the harpsicord comes alive alarmingly quick.

Is it discrimination Tarquin?

For an odd reason, the wytch continued to repeat his name as she spoke, adressing in solo. But seeking his downcast features, she softened a deep gaze upon the other. Without breaking a clear echo, the youth continues.

That it seems.....my mother, a hardened warrior of these lands....but it is a barbairic, preposterous thing if I wish to continue in her footsteps and fight along side my elders. I do not wish to be foolish, but I do think my part would be shunned, dare I speak it.

WYTCH.HAZEL
.the brazen.

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[> Subject: *lifts upwards*

Author:
Hannah
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Date Posted: 19:06:28 09/10/02 Tue

> >color=ghostwhite>Feeling at bit of ashamed met
>at the "cat fights" if you will, the youth arches an
>elligant maw in the direction of another. Taking a
>ebony scythe, a lone talon begins to etch a simple
>calligraphy into the hearth, a mindless task to occupy
>the wtych as she awaited he.
>
>Tarquin? May I have a fair word
>with you?
>
>.WYTCH.HAZEL.
>.the brazen.