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Selav Shaitanovich
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Date Posted: 02:26:06 02/15/03 Sat
In reply to:
Arkados
's message, "<|>Wings of Damnation<|>" on 17:54:03 02/14/03 Fri
~swiftly he changes from bear to human, one form flowing swiftly into the other as the helfire of charon flows into Acheron, he crouches for a moment his human form battling his bear's. After a while he straightens and waits for his teeth to shorten properly and his muscles to rearange. Presently he pulls on a dark velvet robe & cloak, bows & speaks~ I thank you, your offer is most generous I shall look forward to fighting with you, the desert is a most welcoming habitat after my long trek. I shall join you there presently. ~thus he speaks, his voice yet gutteral from his change & once more he crouches as his body rearanges itself. He becomes shorter, the brute strength of beforereplaced by a certain 'glic' a sense of 'gearchúiseach' or sharp heartedness which shines out of his eyes with the same hellish light. Bowing again he says~ I commend you, I see I have found my sietch. I had thought that leaders would balk at my hire, ~his tone changes slightly to become more serious & he geneflects, bowing his head & placing his axe on the ground before his new leader. He speaks seriously & with flow, as though his slippery words are to move against the current of oceanus & bind themselves to the underworld~ I hereby pledge fealty to your leadership & to your kkingdom, let the blood flow freely & the foes in great hordes. ~the formula finished he shippes his axe once more to his back & changes quickly, his huge paws crunching once more the freshly swept snow. He points his nose to the evening star, the unholy challenge of fallen lucifer, the very spirit of revolution, & rears up to his full height. Half in challenge half in sheer rage he roars~ ARCADOS ABÚ! ~turning he lopes away to the south, to battle, to blood.~
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