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Date Posted: 19:53:08 12/03/04 Fri
Author: D'ctor - Whoth ( Romana and Adric )
Subject: Re-'Entry'

In a twinkling of majestic yellow-bronze, Whoth arises from the ledges by the Lower Caverns, slender wings buffeting him swiftly and smoothly up to the ridge. There he perches, talons gripping the cool rock as he shifts his bulk, holding pinions high and tail whipping behind for balance. The dragon slowly turns and hunkers down to let his harness-less rider slide from his dark shoulders, giving the man a soft nuzzle.

While his bronze naps, D'ctor descends the narrow stair, his shoulder leaning against the craggy rock face. A flit nestles upon each shoulder, a mug of steaming drink in each gloved hand. His black attire melts him into the night, though his bobbing white mane and glowing face are stark in the gloom. He manages to reach T'gan without spilling a drop of /klah/.

'Well, hello again.' The man grins broadly, holding out one of the mugs to his fellow bronzerider. 'I brought you this to sip on, and some meatrolls if you're hungry..' D'ctor's own stomach growls and he rests his free hand upon it (presuming T'gan took the mug, of course). He offers up a sheepish look before sipping his /klah/ appreciatively, drinking in it's distinctive odour and taste.

Romana would nip playfully at Kestor's tail, squittering and giving him an level, imperious glare. D'ctor pulls a roll from his pocket and downs it - as well as two more! - in a few bites. Speaking through a mouthful of crumbs and wherry, 'Eh, 'aven't eat'n i' a while.'

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