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Subject: **A rustling from above is follwed by a chestnut brown fox dropping lightly from the branches of an old oak into the midst of the Quansharians. He winks quickly at Fav and Kinnan, and turns to the rest of the patrol.** I'm Tatanshan, by the way. **He turns back to the rival band, grins broadly, and slowly unloops his obsidian-spiked mace from his belt. He growls softly, hefting the weapon** You think you're mercenaries?! **chuckles menacingly** Something tells me you're a far cry from it.. Who'll let me prove it? Author: Tatanshan [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 23:31:49 03/19/02 Tue In reply to: Sirenia Steelgrippe 's message, "**A blood-red feathered arrow hisses through the air, its shaft on fire, and thuds into the tree nearest the leaders, barely missing the nose of Kinnan**" on 19:48:09 03/18/02 Mon [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date **A hulking ferret walks out behind the rest. From the vacant look in his eyes it is easy to see he is a simpleton, he stares at the Quanshair-ians vacantly without harbouring the contempt of the others. He is however twirling the sharp blade of his with expert menace, flicking it around between his two middle claws with the ease of one well practised. A malevolent spark shines in his eyes replacing the odd vacant look in his eyes when he hears the huge wolfs challenge. His dark brown ears flick forward and he turns to Sirenia questioningly.** May I m'lady? Oh say I can I haven't fought a wolf in so long **His voice takes on a pleading tone as he stares longingly at the wolf, he licks his lips in anticipation and jumps around nervously. He doesn't join in to take on the fight however and it seems as though he's awaiting his leader's permission to fight... All brawn and no brain is an adequate description of the dark ferret** (NT) Maldison 05:27:56 03/20/02 Wed