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Subject: Re: +alarm+


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Date Posted: 11:29:39 08/24/02 Sat
In reply to: Seriema, Arrasha, Tamahome 's message, "Re: +alarm+" on 17:45:58 08/23/02 Fri
 Rowan's body felt like fire every time she moved, but she gave her archenemy a charming smile. She felt like curling up in a ball and letting her worn body die but she had left her mind at the same moment Zavahl coursed against her. A message from her master had struck her, and the only reason she lived was his firm hold upon her. She had once, many years ago, fought this hold but now she was glad for it, though she knew he probably lay 'pon the floor of his fortress half-dead as he took the attack's main force away from her.
Her very bones screamed as she nonchalantly walked to the Dragon's head. She knelt beside him and drew again Ct's dagger. Carefully she etched a symbol onto his forehead. It was the shape of a half-moon, alight in crudely drawn flames.
Blood oozed from the mark that she herself also had crudely cut into her flesh. She dropped the tainted dagger and stood. She turned away from the beast and the same symbol burnd crimson 'pon her exposed shoulder blade where her blouse had ripped when the Dragon hit the ground and she skidded beside.
The Glyph of Amadeo, one of many of Lord Ethren's alias'.


Cat breathed a short sigh of relief and then his gaurd rose again. Anxiouslly his eyes dart to Seriema, Rowan, and the corpse of the great Zavahl. He could not see Elessar nor Arrasha, for they were 'pon the other side of the buildings.
He had to make a descision, trust this merenary, or kill him where he stands.
Cat was not a killer, but soon he would be forced to be so.
He held out a hand in friendship, "Hello Tamahome, I'm Chrestomanci, it is dire that I get myself and my comrades out of this town and into some type of sanctum."

Elessar felt an Evl presence he had not felt enimate from Arrasha in many decades. He could not ease the grin that plastered across the Gryph-Elf's facade nor could he ease the evil sound that was always present in his voice. He sensed much Evil, and Elessar loved it, as always...he was in the heat of it. Arrasha, do my ears decieve me? Do I hear what I believe?
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