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Date Posted: 18:33:12 02/03/03 Mon
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Satan's Outcast
's message, "enters" on 17:28:23 02/03/03 Mon
he strides up, pallid form creating a pleasant blend with the background scenery. tossing his ebony hued locks the arrogant one looked condescendingy upon the mare. previously the lithe stallion had held the position of gamma stallion within the lands of evil valley... now, well as you can tell his name no longer touches the board. and there are good reasons for that. the beige equid still governed the academy with his..companion, aerial, and the two of them combined posed a suber threat on the battlefield. this one came demanding a position, it was not open for grabs. even malussinn would have that opinion, fighting kills needed to be proved. but our conceited friend here, he saw promise in the stranger, and once she'd been tested he would gladly accept her within the ranks of his following.
the arabian creature stood within the bounds of the terra and not a hint of fear or a twitch of angst could be seen within his entire frame.
confident without limitation that he was good enough to fend off any that would challenge his presence he strode around as if he owned the place. which he planned on, in a very short time. grinning surreptitiously, more for the effect such an expression too upn his malleable pallet than for the friendliness, for his entire aura left no room for you to feel welcomed. it was bloated with the self-righteous appeals and abrasive attitudes.
the brute allowed himself a tour of the strange mare's form, being forced to tilt his crania upward to take in her features, for she stood a good three hands higher than himself. drawing out the moment he would, if possible, have raised an eyebrow to peer at her with his displeased expression. but ofcourse, one of the equid race cannot perform such mastery of their countenances. instead he gave an equivelent, a iercing glare from beneath stygian fore-lock, his ebony pools brimming with discontentment and a deepset amusement. when he spoke his words flowed like honey and were slick with oil, his timbre soft but the words edged in ice.
welcome to Evil Valley. i believe, my dear, that with those words you would be better suited at my side than at malussinn's
he flicked his gaze over her shoulder and a cold smile spread thickly over his pallet. malussinn had gone soft. he no longer knew what the evils were, he no longer retained the drive they should have in a leader. defeating the lights was not on the coal hued monarchs agenda. but Frozen Dreams? yes, Frozen Dreams would definitely swing that way, after, ofcourse, the present order had been overthrown. and the question here was; would you choose to follow? or would she opt to pledge loyalty to a pacifist evil king?
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