The calling... -- Dancing Ice Cave

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Date Posted: 20:03:05 05/14/01 Mon
Author: Evilla
Subject: The calling...

It is time. Upon entering the cave, she sits down, and enters a trance. Then, she activates Communicate...

She is in a meadow. She is looking... looking... she sees something on the edge of her vision. Her spirit self turns. A gryphon. She walks over to it. It rears up, beating powerful wings, screaming out it's challenge.

::I will not harm you, wise one.::
:You shall! You shall!:

It hisses, fanning it's powerful wings. She exerts a small amount of Communticate, and it calms.

::What reason would I have to harm you, wise one? What reason would I have to invoke the wrath of your kind?::

It calms, ruffling it's feathers, then they lie flat once more.

:I do not know, and yet I do not trust. Why have you come to me?:
::I need help, wise one.::

It cocks it's head, looking her in the eye.

:Why?:
::Tell me, wise one. Are you good or evil?::

It is clearly disgruntled.

:I do not know. Why do you ask this of me?:
::I am evil. I am to be the leader of my side amongst wolves, but am not yet strong enough to do so.::
:So you want me to do so.:
::Rather.::

A small amount of pressure on Communicate exerted...

:Alright. You are sure there is no catch in this?:
::What catch could there possibly be? You help me, become a guardian, and in turn, you are granted the use of this cave.::

She sends it a mental image of the Dancing Ice Cave.

:Very well then.:
::What is your name?::

He ruffles his feathers proudly.

:Skandrellion, Mistress. And what, pray tell, is yours?:
::Evilla.::

The scene slowly fades...

She is sitting in the Dancing Ice Cave. Skandrellion is seated before her.

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