<font color=sienna>The rust-coloured dragon is unseen until too late - camoflauge in this barren land is his specialty. The strong male is massive, and when he lands sharp talons gouge the solid rock. Amber eyes flicker at Kemtual mockingly, sourly...before turning back to the blue femme. <i>Jaded - good to see you. You called, I assume?</i> -- crossroads

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Subject: The rust-coloured dragon is unseen until too late - camoflauge in this barren land is his specialty. The strong male is massive, and when he lands sharp talons gouge the solid rock. Amber eyes flicker at Kemtual mockingly, sourly...before turning back to the blue femme. Jaded - good to see you. You called, I assume?

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Date Posted: 19:08:01 04/13/01 Fri
In reply to: Kilantra 's message, "~Over the horizon comes another dragon, swift-winged and small, though sinewy wings are tough, and remarkably long. Built for speed and stamina, the sea-green female is unmatched in her paces. Swooping low, she lands beside Jaded. A wry smile creases scarred features, and she flickers a contemptuous stare at the others..." on 19:05:15 04/13/01 Fri

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The deep purple male hovers overhead before landing swiftly. Though not as large as the male before him, this dragon can be deadly. Purple-red scales alternate in no particular pattern, lending him a mysterious air. He folds his wings, hunching beside Jikaar. (NT) P�rpuraMuerte 19:10:31 04/13/01 Fri

+The femme wings slowly over the cliffs, soon plummetting down near the others. The colour of molten gold mixed with sun-rays, she is a blinding sight. The sharpness of her colour proves a distracting and useful defence. It had confused many in the past, and it would work now...+Jaded...You called, my sister. We are ready and at your disposal, My Queen...+ (NT) -- ElSolIrradia, 19:13:30 04/13/01 Fri

Yet another female drops nearby, but her patterns are completely original. Sky-blue colours mingle and swirl, mixing with wips of a darker hue as well as white. Startling clear eyes regard the others in curiousity and anger, before softening towards her Queen... (NT) -- Cielo, 19:15:27 04/13/01 Fri

The shape is unseen in the darkening sky. The rumble of a far-off roar is all that is heard. Without warning, the large male plummets, landing neatly near them all. Obsidien eyes regard Kemtual's clan without any emotion - pitiless - before returning to his comrades... (NT) -- Silhouette, 19:17:26 04/13/01 Fri

The shimmering male does not hide his presence, but merely lands gracefully beside the others. Eyes of the same startling colour radiate their glowing light, as he gives way a careful smile. Ahh Jaded, My Queen. It is evident you have called us for a certain purpose, am I not right? It is to fight, I assume? We are ready. He flexes his talons nonchalantly, spiked tail also swinging... (NT) -- Resplandecer, 19:22:16 04/13/01 Fri

The blood-red male slips in, silent and sinuous. He resembles a horned snake, though with powerful limbs. A viciously spiked tail and crest rises in anger, and he spits. Let us kill them now.. He stops himself, glaring at his Queen...Not in anger towards her, but he sense her anger towards them. He says no more, but scarlet eyes spark... (NT) -- Escarlat, 19:25:49 04/13/01 Fri

...inside... -- Jaded Mystery, 19:30:09 04/13/01 Fri

The male speaks for them all, glowing eyes sparking. We are with you, my Queen. They shall regret their foolish choice... He speaks for them all, nodding in agreement. For now we rest - we are sorely tired. My Queen, there are matters to discuss between you and I...Later. (NT) -- Resplandecer, 19:39:22 04/13/01 Fri

Quio turns and his eyes rest upon the new band. "I speak for Kemtual, since he is caught up in other business." He says politetly, but there is just a hint of a threat." We do not fight here and now, but wait, the fight shall come to us." He nods his head respectivly and his eyes take in the others, before turning away. (NT) -- Quio the 2nd Most Powerful, 22:21:05 04/15/01 Sun

He turns massive head and sees the others, also taking in what Quio also sees. He nods his head slightly and turns his attention back to the lord, preparing to defend his master. (NT) -- Kol the Imposter, 22:23:26 04/15/01 Sun

The glowing dragon turns a finely sculptured head towards the two. Eerie luminous eyes regard them both respectfully and mockingly. That is all very well, dragon. We do not intend to fight right away. One must realize haste is not a reliable master. He turns back to the group, though a moon-like orb is cast at the Imposter warily... (NT) -- Resplandecer, 08:40:57 04/16/01 Mon

A nervous, smaller type dragon turns around and sees the others. His claws twitch slightly and he looks at Resplandecer and then at Kol. His brown eyes flick over the others, different sizes and power. He smiled slightly and turned away. (NT) -- Pnome the Wood Dragon, 09:24:22 04/16/01 Mon

A larger, taller, stronger golden dragon turns and watches them silently. He to takes in their stature and he too twitches nervously. (NT) -- Jak the Betrayer, 09:32:14 04/16/01 Mon

The yellow dragon growls sharply at Escarlet, yellow spikes become blood-red. A small red flame erupts from his throat, but he doesn't move. Menu turns and also snarls, lashing thick tree trunk like tail about. (NT) -- Tsurn and Menu, 09:35:35 04/16/01 Mon