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Date Posted: 08:06:31 07/20/04 Tue
Author: Wraithe Quicksilver
Subject: *Wraithe stuck her head out of the window and called up to Kileaf.* "Kileaf, you need any help up there?"
In reply to: Kileaf 's message, "*Kileaf accepted the jug and raced back to the roof. He poured the water on the fire where it had spread. After putting out some of the flames he looked into the jug 'not much left' He thought. Kileaf hurled the jug into the center of the fire, spilled the remaining water with great results. "Now the fuel is gone but if it spreads anymore it will have more..." he said aloud. Kileaf beat out more of the flames with his cloak.*" on 07:38:19 07/20/04 Tue


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  • *From her post, Xan had heard the thud as Molan's body plummeted from the roof and was wrecked by the solid ground below. Glancing at the scene from a half-blocked window, she ran her claws up and down the handle of her long, hooked killing knife, in an odd moment of reflection. The weasel suddenly felt a great deal of respect for the duty-bound Molan, and a pang of regret struck her -- it lasted only a brief second, but it was there. It wasn't as though it mattered -- this was only a job, after all -- she had no personal quarrel with these trackers. Xan smirked and turned to the other beasts in the tavern* We ought to be careful now that they have means of starting flames -- there's more than one way to set fire to a building, after all. Be wary. (NT) -- Xan Smokespire, 11:34:36 07/20/04 Tue
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