A large elephant, who has escaped from a ship, strides in. His tusks of ivory, long and white. The elephant trumpets. He curls his large gray trunk asking for food, a little dangerous. He stands 12 feet tall and is still young. He is lost and in India it was warmer and sunnier during he winter. He stretches out his trunk so someone can scratch it, standing infront of the king. -- King's Chambers

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Subject: A large elephant, who has escaped from a ship, strides in. His tusks of ivory, long and white. The elephant trumpets. He curls his large gray trunk asking for food, a little dangerous. He stands 12 feet tall and is still young. He is lost and in India it was warmer and sunnier during he winter. He stretches out his trunk so someone can scratch it, standing infront of the king.

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Shrol from India
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Date Posted: 07:41:53 03/06/01 Tue

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The knight's keen eyes shift to the entering beast. Never having seen one, she draws her sword, holding it level. Watching the mammoth creature through incredulous eyes, the maiden grips the hilt fast, shifting into battle stance...Just in case... Mabellina 15:10:24 03/06/01 Tue

The young male blinks at her curiousity taking over his mind. He backs away quickly to void any confrontacions with the sword or the knight. He trumpets for food, for he hasn't easten in days. He is a little weak and needs something before he collapses to the ground . He stands and stares at the lady wondering why she is in battle position. He holds out his foot as he was tought to do when he means no harm and again he reaches out his trunk. -- Shrol from India, 15:54:34 03/06/01 Tue

She draws in a shaky breath, lowering her sword. Watching the elephant still, she gives a smile, sheathing her weapon. "H-hello...what's wrong?" She asks, venturing closer to carefully touch the leathery skin of the beaat... Mabellina 17:15:49 03/06/01 Tue

He lifts his trunk and smells her hair. Then he nibbles on her coat and trumpets. He kneels down and awaits for her to climb on for a quick ride around. -- Shrol from India, 09:45:55 03/11/01 Sun

She gives an incredoulous stare at the massive creature before her, a surprised shudder given in shock. Regaining her composure, the knight pats the beast on its shoulder, a smile on her lips. "I really must go - but I indeed would treasure a ride sometime in future." Mabellina 17:43:48 03/13/01 Tue