<font color=black>*lunges forward, feints at the wolf's left side, but slides onto his back, stabbing the scimitar up at her gut, the chain whipping out at her knees*</font> --

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Date Posted: 20:58:14 05/27/01 Sun
Author: Fray Blackwood
Subject: *lunges forward, feints at the wolf's left side, but slides onto his back, stabbing the scimitar up at her gut, the chain whipping out at her knees*
In reply to: Silverfir Ivorypaw the Merc. 's message, "**The wolf blinks.** Well.. go me. I'm in a fight in what. Two seconds? **The wolf shrugs and draws her two swords.** (Inside.. description makes it kinda long.)" on 00:14:14 05/27/01 Sun

>**The wolf's swords, at a first glance, look like
>longswords. At a closer look, her swords each have
>three blades. The middle blades are as long as a
>longsword, and made of the metal like Martin's sword.
>On either side of the longsword-looking blade, there
>are blades half the size of the middle one (Kind of
>like a deformed pitch fork.. eee. This is so hard to
>describe.) All the metal is made with the same kind of
>metal... the metal of a falling star. (Oooh. I'm
>special. ok. BIC)** **The wolf nods at Frostheart.** I
>know your sister. And I'm glad I don't have to fight
>you either. **The wolf shrugs.** I s'pose I might
>fight side-by-side with you next time, I'm a mercenary
>myself. Like I said, thousands of times. **The wolf
>crouches, her left sword out in front of her
>horizantly (sp), right sword pointed slightly down,
>held at her side. In other words, the wolf is en
>garde.** You may begin. (Ack. a chain? How fun.)

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