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Chrestomanci + Jahanaci
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Date Posted: 17:07:13 08/19/02 Mon
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Hephaestus
's message, "_+The Strongest of Gods+_" on 14:27:47 08/19/02 Mon
Rogue angelicans, white winged, appear in the heat drenched skies. A male and a femme, both identical in wing color, both strapped in weaponry of all sorts. The femme, dubbed Jahanaci by her brother in the ancirnt foresaken language of the Wraiths her name meaning when turned as close as is it can to the common sppech as Huntress Wolf.
Chrestomanci, the well muscled angelican flew swiftly just behind his smaller more flexible sibling. His name translated into common meant Pain Reaver. He was the bloodlusting one, while his sister was much less, though she fought like a wildcat when cornered.
Jahanaci garbed in leather made pants and a ragged also leather-made shirt -both given to her by her brother- and many gleaming weapons landed gently 'pon the earth. Silven hued hair, the color of a wolf's pelt framed her pale face as she gazed upon this newcomer with an equally quizzical look as her leader.
She did not speak though, she would allow all that had to be said to be said by Ice Mist, nor would she allow her brother to do so.
Chrestomanci landed and opened his mouth to speak when Jah clapped a pale hand over his mouth before his usual speech came from his lips. He acted as if he ruled everything, Jah thought bitterly of her brother.
Chrestomanci shoved his sister away roughly, yet he shut his mouth and looked to Ice Mist. He respected her fully.
Jah, glad that something she 'said' went she looked at this new creature with much intrest, her head cocking slightly to the side like a wolf pup.
Chres crossed his arms over his chest and watched, his face grim...as usual.
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