He grumbles pleasantly, feeling pleased and comfortable. He hoped this storm would be big, he always enjoyed havoc. He flumps to his side, sending small tremors all around him. He sticks his head from under the rock, watching the sky boil, distant lightning reflected brightly in his eyes...>>> -- crossroads

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Subject: He grumbles pleasantly, feeling pleased and comfortable. He hoped this storm would be big, he always enjoyed havoc. He flumps to his side, sending small tremors all around him. He sticks his head from under the rock, watching the sky boil, distant lightning reflected brightly in his eyes...>>>

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Kem of Murkwood
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Date Posted: 11:40:36 04/10/01 Tue
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His gaze strays to Atalanta, but expressionless. A crack of thunder rolls overhead and small, but stinging rain drops begin to fall. He withdraws his head, eyes still looking at Atalanta, ebon eyes which reflect the lightning making him look even more fierce,powereful, and magical.

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*Her head stretches skyward, reveling as the rain lashes out to run down her slender neck although she is under the cover of the cave. Gaze again finds Kem, and golden-hued body slips back into the darkness, until her body cannot be discerned from the black pit of shadows...* Atalanta 19:08:14 04/10/01 Tue

He rumbles quietly to himself,"This is a good time to call up my comrades." He steps from the overhang, and lifts his head to the boiling skies....>> -- Kem of Murkwood, 13:55:45 04/12/01 Thu

A dragon far away is seen and it flies closer and closer. Flashes of lightning illuminate his hide and you can see that it is gold. The first dragon has come! He lands next to Kem without speaking and waits for the others. (NT) -- Jak the Betrayer, 14:44:40 04/12/01 Thu

A deep purple dragon emerges from the clouds and lands on the left side of Kem and looks into the sky, rain lashing his great body. (NT) -- Menu the 2nd Powerful, 14:46:31 04/12/01 Thu

A yellow dragon flies up the mountainside, eyes fixed upon Kem. He lands next to Menu's left. (NT) -- Tsurn, 14:47:35 04/12/01 Thu

A figure hard to see wings his way towards them. It is Quio and he snarls lightly at Jak and lands to the right of Kem. (NT) -- Quio the 2nd Powerful, 14:48:46 04/12/01 Thu

A green dragon drops from the sky and sets himself between Jak and Quio. (NT) -- Pnome the Wood Dragon, 14:49:55 04/12/01 Thu

A dragon appears, who looks so much like Kem, you'd think they were brothers. He is used as a spy. (NT) -- Nasd the Spy, 14:50:59 04/12/01 Thu

A white dragon swoops low before Kem and bows his head in respect. He is white and sometimes is mistaken as a good dragon which is useful also. He is Kol. (NT) -- Kol the Imposter, 14:52:29 04/12/01 Thu

His eyes fill with malice, his faithful dragons are hear. His lips curl in an evil smile and his orbs glance at Atalanta to see how she's taking it. (NT) -- Kem of Murkwood, 14:53:42 04/12/01 Thu

*crimson occulars watch each new arrival in complete silence, and 'spikes' along her spine raise slightly before femme steps out into the rain. Talons click at the stone below her feet, and a slight mist exudes from nostrils... a sure sign that she is tense... or angered. Still, the former is more probable, for her hue has not darkened. Cranium remains high, though, as she inspects each from a closer vantage, the rain slipping down her neck and giving her golden body a sheen of molten gold* (NT) -- Atalanta, 15:08:57 04/12/01 Thu

Swings his great white head about to look at the shimmering beauty. Silver spikes shin slightly in the lightning which flashes. (NT) -- Kol the Imposter, 19:51:21 04/12/01 Thu

He too turns to see the golden femme, black eyes sweeping her light frame, built for speed and flight, not like the rest of them here, built for power and strength. (NT) -- Quio the 2nd Powerful, 19:53:08 04/12/01 Thu

*femme's gaze turns to the other two males, Kol and Quio. The golden is still uncertain of the numerous males who have suddenly made an entrance, and so retains her distance. Occulars turn from the two before her to the dark male Kem, perhaps awaiting some explanation, though wondering if one will be given....* (NT) -- Atalanta, 13:58:52 04/13/01 Fri

The biting wind whips at the lord's cloak... -- Lord MordanVielen, 19:37:36 04/13/01 Fri

A roaring scream echoes about the cliff.... -- Kemtual the Most Powerful, 22:17:53 04/15/01 Sun

A wry chuckle... -- Lord MordanVielen, 08:47:30 04/16/01 Mon

The white dragon rises up beside his master."Pay no heed to the human. He is foolish enough to come to a dragons' den. But he wants you to come near so he can kill you." He flaps next to his master, staring at the man. (NT) -- Kol the Imposter, 08:53:08 04/16/01 Mon

Mocking laughter... -- Lord MordanVielen, 18:17:24 04/17/01 Tue