"Slowly, Valeria," the male murmurs, "Our Master will not be rushed." He pulls from the folds of his cloak strange herbs that reek of decay, and he casually strolls over to the fire and lights them. They burn, and he returns to the sacrificial victim and holds them under his face so the acrid smoke burns his eyes and his ruined nose. "Begin the bleeding ceremony." -- The Salamandastron Dance

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Subject: "Slowly, Valeria," the male murmurs, "Our Master will not be rushed." He pulls from the folds of his cloak strange herbs that reek of decay, and he casually strolls over to the fire and lights them. They burn, and he returns to the sacrificial victim and holds them under his face so the acrid smoke burns his eyes and his ruined nose. "Begin the bleeding ceremony."

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Date Posted: 01:26:48 10/31/04 Sun
In reply to: Valeria the Wicked 's message, ""I was going to anyway, even if you didn't want to, after that," Valeria snarls, throwing mallet and stakes in the general direction of the bar. Snatching a handkerchief from her handy little scrip, she furiously wipes as much of the vomit as is possible from her red fur, then throws it at Velenx for him to use and reaches for the knife. Approaching the rat, she snarls, "You are going to regret that, you [insert expletives here]."" on 01:21:38 10/31/04 Sun

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