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Date Posted: 13:22:27 10/01/02 Tue

Crimson eyes glinted as he watched. The inverted colors were funny…Zenra looked more like a drow than even Ceallac did when he viewed them from this realm. Slowly his head cocked to the side, onyx strands caressing his shoulder gently. He still remained exactly where they saw him only he wasn’t sitting in that reality…no he was in the Spectral Realm, inverted yet grayish color reflecting everything before his eyes. It was simple to see the raw power that radiated from them both, issuing forth a white light….it was making him slightly sick to his stomach…it was holy.

“Well…if it isn’t Zenra NorShan….or more clearly..Shannara Icewind.”

The voice came from everywhere and nowhere, echoing on reality from multiple perspectives at once. It ushered from the darkest recesses of the forest they stood in, cast from shadows and yet not… he savored the emotion of confusion that was likely to roll of their forms.

“what draws you to this barren wasteland of ice and snow?”

He stood up walking among the clearing easily, unseen, unfelt…much like Raziel from Soul-reaver. He slipped between her and Jin whispering now, fangs just barely touching her skin…yet it wasn’t her skin…she would feel a cold chill, that was all. He smirked sardonically as he waited their answer….taking his seated position again, and beginning to play once more…only this time it wasn’t the Scourge of Icewind….

It was Icewinds Fall…

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