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Date Posted: 22:20:23 01/27/00 Thu
Author: Ryath Willowweaver
Subject: Tankan's new ally

When the man came to court he struck fear in the heart of the nobles and squires. Not the kind fear that a man's face would show if he was facing a horde of dragons alone and unarmed, but the kind of fear you would have written on your face, if you were able to look death straight into his soul and see though the clouds of hate and darkness. Even though when he first walked through the gates his body and face was covered by a long flowing clack velvet cloak, everyone seemed to stop what they were doing, if only for a split second, because he seemed to radiate an aura of unmistakenable terror. As he gets off his horse and pushes back the hood of his cloak the people inside the court yard se the cold face of a man that looks like he could rip the heavens apart, just so he could piss in God's front yard. His face was a light ebony color, and had a very glossy look to it. His eyes were a dark midnight blue that seemed to hold time itself within them. His face had a very lithe look to it, looking like it was missing something....Like a soul. He had a multitude of glyphs and sigils branded into his cheeks and forehead. He looked around the court yard for a few moments before ascending the steps into the castle. The nobles and squires returned to their various duties still feeling there bones chill clear to the core, and some, if only for a few moments, forgot they were alive.

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