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Subject: ~*Dismount*~ Author: Vanwalanthir [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 12:49:06 08/19/02 Mon Author Host/IP: 206.172.177.43 In reply to: Yeata 's message, "~Elven Steed~" on 12:25:18 08/19/02 Mon Sliding deftly from the back of the steed, Vanwalanthir takes quick survaliance of the situation, ignoring for the moment the burning of arm, shoulder, and side where Orcish blades had struck. Having not fire but only steel on her, she did not see much hope in dealing with the Wraiths, spare perhaps in one elegant blade that was most treasured by her. Without further hesitation, she drew it from her side, and a gleam of something more than cold steel in the scant light came from it. The weapon fairly shone with the light of the brightest star; its blade white-hot and urging to slice the flesh of evil. It was about the length of her forearm, with Elvish runes all along the length of it that spoke of bravery and valour in battle, as well as the life of Light the eldest race made hope to live. It was with this blessed blade that she charged forward towards the two Wraiths, a promise of destruction in her darkened eyes. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date ..gasp.. Rokko 13:20:17 08/19/02 Mon ~*Notice*~ -- Vanwalanthir, 13:24:10 08/19/02 Mon §a click of pinsers§ -- Shelob, 15:55:35 08/19/02 Mon [~Footsteps of Doom~] -- Nazgan and Seregan, 15:59:22 08/19/02 Mon : struggle -- : infindel, 16:17:28 08/19/02 Mon ~*Heard*~ -- Vanwalanthir, 16:38:04 08/19/02 Mon §a click of pinsers§ -- Shelob, 17:02:53 08/19/02 Mon [~I hear the Call~] -- Nazgan and Seregan, 17:14:37 08/19/02 Mon ~*Grimace*~ -- Vanwalanthir, 17:32:45 08/19/02 Mon ..crawl.. -- Rokko, 03:41:57 08/20/02 Tue .I smell death. -- Durucan, 15:09:20 08/20/02 Tue §a click of pinsers§ -- Shelob, 15:18:56 08/20/02 Tue ~*Not so easily avoided...*~ -- Vanwalanthir, 17:54:07 08/20/02 Tue : daze... -- : infindel, 05:41:39 08/21/02 Wed Slowed breathing -- Leonyte, 16:38:21 08/21/02 Wed ..grunt.. -- Rokko, 12:00:31 08/22/02 Thu Pain -- Leonyte, 16:09:03 08/22/02 Thu : glaze -- : infindel, 18:49:31 08/22/02 Thu ..concern.. -- Rokko, 09:08:04 08/23/02 Fri Nickers -- Rathien, 19:06:57 08/23/02 Fri ~Burn~ -- Ebony Flame, 16:57:59 08/19/02 Mon OOC>> -- Vanwal, 17:01:46 08/19/02 Mon hehe, I was talking to you, but smiling at Rokko'Leana, I didn't know you were hurt. -- EF, 17:04:01 08/19/02 Mon