.-. How Interesting .-. -- Lair of Ebon Shadows

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Subject: .-. How Interesting .-.

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Tarquin

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Date Posted: 18:34:35 10/03/02 Thu
In reply to: Ziraga 's message, "Alliance?" on 14:05:48 10/02/02 Wed

What a magnificant being, thought Tarquin with delight as he returned the gaze evenly. A good thing he hadn't mentioned that he was supposedly the King here - that would have been embarrassing, the pure bronze drake supposed.

"I see. Ziraga, isn't it?" A good thing he tried to keep up with these things! Suddenly he wondered how in Mithro's name was he going to find Bob. A lapse of words occur for half a second in which Tarquin mentally blanks with nervousness.

Just tell him that you don't know where your brother is, darling.

"I don't know where Bob is at the moment, but hopefully he should be here soon to greet you properly." Bob, hurry! the young drake called within the recesses of his mind.

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[> Subject: Belated Arrival

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Bob
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Date Posted: 11:25:45 10/04/02 Fri

A small, slender purple drake lands silently and without ceremony, his darker amethyst eyes looking into the strangely frightening ones of the immense and magnificent bronze. He nods his head in a cordially respectful greeting. "Greetings. I am Bob, the Acting King of this land. How may I be of help?" He glances towards his younger brother (He's growing more mature by the minute!) and then returns his gaze to the truly strange stranger.