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Subject: ...begun...


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Gante
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Date Posted: 13:36:20 01/03/03 Fri
In reply to: Ravyn 's message, "...." on 09:13:18 01/03/03 Fri

Silver eyes seem to dart between the two, experiencing the elf's long of pain, the whispers and information spread between leaf and jaw. He remains at his part, beginning to understand the lack of need for his presence. This was not to be a fight for Kavanagh...all the boy wanted was to prove himself. What was it? Protection? Or "power"? If it was "power", would Kavanagh fall as it had done to the dragon? Of course...

"You are not Ravyn," he says, sure enough of that fact that he takes the time to repeat it. "Who is Ravyn? I am not Gante. You call me Gante, but I am not a name."

He looks away. "You surprise me. But you fail to see that."

"Luceid," he calls softly intot he depths of the trees. As the shadow he had summoned lopes forth, the man backs into a position beside the elven woman. In better faith of Gante, the wolf with the blue-tipped fur comes forth to circle the man's legs and sniff his waiting hand. A growl rises tot he throat of the beast as the other humans are sensed.

"Cousin," he speaks openly. The language was english...but his words were not. Understood...but foreign. "Trail the obscurity that treks this forest. Make sure none leave. Slow them, if you can."

A whisper of breeze is done, and the phantom wolf itself is gone on the wind with a growl for acceptance. This leaves Gante a turn to face Adraine, his attention not even brushing a glance towards Ravyn.

"I have no connection with this forest. Only spirits. I don't need to prove myself...and I am disappointed 'Ravyn' thinks that I will help. I never said I would."

The cloaked man draws back his hood, red-tinted hair cathcing the glint of hte sun. His youthful face stares Ravyn down. "You never asked for it, even. You are very judgemental, Ravyn. Farewell..."

Thus, his back is turned to the man he had no readings of. his form begins into the shaded embrace of the forest...


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