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Subject: Re: Hm.. Author: Skarflor [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 10:41:15 09/22/02 Sun In reply to: Reed Auronsmith 's message, "Re: Hm.." on 08:43:41 09/22/02 Sun *The ferret eyes the wildcat as he walks towards her. She is mildy suprised that he had good enough eyes to determine that she was not a shadow or distorted tree at all. A small smirk creases her thin lips. Unlike the wildcat, Skarflor is armed. She always carries her close combat scimitar with her when not on a mission of death, and has her best knives bedecking her criss-cross belts across her narrow chest. Her hooded cloak hides them, but it is more then obvious that an assassin would have some sort of weapon on them at all times. The ferret stands at 5'10, and weights a meer 120 Lbs. She is tall and skinny, which helps her greatly in her line of work. She extends a bony paw, pulling the hood of her cloak back, revealing her homely face. The most noticable feature on her heavily scarred face are her eyes. One of them is green and the other is blue. They both show equal malice and coldness at all times, save for when she is around the little one for whom she keeps herself alive. Her mouth barely moves as she replies to the wildcat, in her cold voice that feels like an icey wind in summer.* Skarflor.. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Re:Hm.. Reed Auronsmith 16:30:07 09/24/02 Tue hm... -- Skarflor, 17:59:39 09/24/02 Tue Re: hm... -- Reed Auronsmith, 18:49:55 09/25/02 Wed Re: hm... -- Skarflor, 16:08:34 09/27/02 Fri ... -- Reed Auronsmith, 18:23:14 09/27/02 Fri ... -- Skarflor, 11:53:13 09/28/02 Sat (Okay, Skar, even so it was the same RP, in the same place, just in a different post....) -- Lumia Ollasis, 13:21:30 09/28/02 Sat R.T.A. -- Ra/Tyrian Auronsmith, 21:33:17 09/28/02 Sat Re: ... -- Reed Auronsmith, 21:34:29 09/28/02 Sat ... -- Lumia Ollasis, 21:46:25 09/29/02 Sun ((OOC:Do you honestly think that I check other people messages? Inside>)) -- Skarflor, 19:22:45 09/30/02 Mon Heheh -- R.T.A., 09:14:56 10/05/02 Sat