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Subject: Cielbal's Bio (in adult talk) Author: Cielbal [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 02:22:04 03/06/03 Thu Well, first how I look... I am a light gray mousemaid with pale blue eyes. I am always clad in a lavendar tunic and dark blue-violet ankle skirt. My sandals are too big for me, and a necklace with a yellow feather charm hangs from my neck. OK, here's my life... I was born deep in Mossflower Woods, into a large family of fieldmice. I had my mother, Summer, my father, Stridger, my twin sister, Meisija, and a whole lot more siblings. We lived peacefully in a cottage. Until that day... A horde of rats stormed into our little home. Most of my siblings were taken captive; my mother and father were slain. The only ones that remained afterward were Meisija and me. We travelled as far as any dibbun could go. Eventually, my twin sister took ill, and so, as her life passed on, I was forced to travel alone... One day, while I was lying by a stream, near death, a group of otters came upon me. Seeing that I needed care, they brought me to Redwall Abbey, where I was nursed back to health, and where I remain today. I am not a very great warrior, but one day, I will go out with my friends, seeking revenge. I will be older then, much older--old enough to fight. Until then, I will wait here, growing in peace... [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]