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Date Posted: 08:56:13 11/27/02 Wed
Author: Xanthrall~*~Naeluth ++ Hyacinth/Azolyth
Subject: ((OOC:thanks...
In reply to: Baran-OOC 's message, "Re: Enters." on 05:42:18 11/27/02 Wed

i'll post Xanthrall now too.))

~*~I guess I was wrong. All these years, and I never knew what I was missing.~*~

He strides in, a broad grin splitting his face. He sits down, and hollors for someone. The little bronze creels again, a piteous cry, eyes whirling redly. "Can someone get me some meat? This bottomless pit won't stop shreiking for food!" He bellows good-naturedly. When a drudge comes, he asks it clearly, "Thank you. Now, I need three clay pots. Three, three clay pots. Yes, clay pots, please, three." He turns the drudge and points it in the direction of the storage rooms, assuming that's where they'd be as he shovels food into the mouth of his still-creeling dragonett as fast as he could, without choking the ravenous thing.

The young indigo looks curiously at the flit, but makes no fuss over it. She had seen one before, Hya had one too. Suddenly, she lets out a wail. {I'M HUNGRY!!!!!!!!!!!} Hya clamps her hands to her head, then sighs, brining out a HUGE platter of meat to satisfy the little one's ranting. As she eats, she hollors to Baran. "Thanks. I will see how I do, but I think I will remain Headwoman. There is something I'd appreciate, though. I need three clay pots, Shamae let me have three of her eggs."

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