*At a nod from his leader, one of the Trackers whirled around without warning and unsheathed a dagger that had been hidden on his forearm. Taking aim, he skillfully threw it directly at Jaranai's head.* -- Fort Nightshade Message Board

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Date Posted: 11:58:40 05/03/04 Mon
Author: The Trackers
Subject: *At a nod from his leader, one of the Trackers whirled around without warning and unsheathed a dagger that had been hidden on his forearm. Taking aim, he skillfully threw it directly at Jaranai's head.*
In reply to: Jaranai 's message, "*Jaranai shakes her head, wondering what could make a beast do that to one of their own kind. It didn't matter though, for only the she-wolf knew that The Trackers were headed in the complete opposite direction as her friend...*" on 05:39:22 04/29/04 Thu

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*Noticing the swift movement from the cloaked wolf, Jaranai dodged the knife skillfully. It thudded into the wall behind her harmlessly, and the she-wolf glared. She said nothing though, but pulled the dagger from the wall and placed it under her cloak. A token of their sincerest gratitude...* OOC: Unlikely evasion, I know, but I truely do not feel like dying today, I like this character. :) (NT) -- Jaranai, 04:55:59 05/04/04 Tue
- *The one who had thrown the dagger snarled in a hoarse voice.* "Let that be a lesson to thee, she-wolf. If thou hast spoken falsely, you will be carrion for the vultures!" *With a disdainful snort, he turned and followed the others out of the tavern.* (NT) -- The Trackers, 17:26:04 05/06/04 Thu
  - *Jaranai smiles, but she is still somewhat worried about the Tracker's threat. If they were going the wrong way, they wouldn't discover their blunder until a long while from now. She would simply have to be wary...* (NT) -- Jaranai, 04:57:51 05/10/04 Mon
    - *As the Trackers left the tavern, the leader lowered his hood and allowed the others to do the same. He revealed himself to be a large male wolf, almost twice as big as a normal wolf. His fur was silver with white streaks running through it, which rendered him nigh-invisible in the snowy forests of his home. His cold eyes were a steely-grey, and showed no trace of mercy or compassion. His right eye was closed permanently, a deep scar from a long-ago battle being the reason.* "Morak, take half of our number with you and go in the direction the she-wolf gave us. The rest of you will remain with me, and we will go east to the next fort. Morak, if you do not find anything, turn east and we will find you eventually." *The one who had thrown the knife nodded, and the group split up. Silent as ever...* (NT) -- The Trackers, 11:55:43 05/10/04 Mon

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